Zeke, Elizabeth Lennox [readnow .txt] 📗

eyes moving from her breasts to that secret place. She wanted to hide from him but Zeke wasn’t having it. His hands moving along her legs, first the outside, then the inside, his fingers teasing and touching everywhere. Nothing was off limits and he spread her wide, his mouth hovering teasingly over her core before he covered her with his hot mouth.

She screamed, arching against him, her fingers diving into his hair to hold him there as she wiggled, trying to get his mouth to…! “Yes! Just like that! Do it again!”

He did. Over and over again until she was almost out of her mind with the desperate need for a release. But he didn’t give it to her. When she felt his finger slide into her heat, she screamed again. “Stop teasing me!” she yelled at him, her fingers releasing his hair in order to twist the sheets, not wanting to hurt him even in the throes of the most overwhelming passion she’d ever experienced.

“Yes!” she whispered, or shouted, Abby wasn’t sure. All she knew was that satisfaction was just a little closer.

“Not just yet,” he teased before he wrapped his mouth around that sensitive nub and sucked. Abby was trembling with need now, not sure how to get him to give her what she needed. She stilled, her body right on the edge. But a split second before she might have tumbled over, he pulled away.

“I hate you!” she screamed, opening her eyes to find him rolling a condom down over his erection and she licked her lips. Zeke looked at her with triumph in his eyes which caused her fingers to curl over his shoulders when he lowered himself back down between her legs. “Hold onto me, honey,” he coaxed.

Abby’s fingers tightened on his shoulders as he pressed his impressive length into her. “Yes!’ she sighed, arching and wrapping her legs around his waist while he pressed deeper and deeper into her tight, wet sheath.

When he was fully embedded in her heat, he paused, looking down at her. “You okay?”

“Yes! Damn it, you’re driving me crazy!” And she ground against him, pressing her body against his in a desperate bid to find that release that her body craved so desperately.

Abby arched her hips, not sure what to do to ease this crazy need for release because she’d never felt like this before. Sex had always been fine but not world-rocking. It had never been insane, desperate, or…just needed!

When he started moving inside of her, she shuddered, lifting her hips to match his thrusts. Over and over again, he pressed into her, bringing her closer and closer! It felt…amazing!

When that beautiful release finally came, she screamed as the waves of pleasure poured over her in a seemingly endless tidal wave.

For a moment, she felt him stiffen and knew that he was finding his own release, but Abby could only hold on, her fingers curling into his shoulders as another orgasm hit her.

Afterwards, Zeke collapsed on top of her, his body a wonderful weight that Abby savored, unconcerned with her ability to breathe. Feeling him like this was more important than oxygen, she thought as her eyes closed.

A long time later, he rolled off of her and pulled her close. “I’m smothering you,” he muttered, and yawned as he buried his nose in her hair.

“You’re fine,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.

Abby felt him grin into her hair and wanted to laugh. Or cry. Maybe both. That had been the wildest and most beautiful moment she’d ever experienced. “Please don’t say anything to ruin this moment,” she whispered, turning to snuggle into the warmth of his body.

“Would I do that?” he asked, wrapping his arms around her to pull her even closer.

“You’re male. Yes, you’d do that.”

He laughed, kissing the top of her head. “Yeah, I probably would. So I guess I’ll just shut up.”

Abby smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying the perfection of this moment with him. It might not last. She might never have this again. But for this moment, it was perfect.

Chapter 8

“Please, you have to share,” Cathy teased, coming up beside Abby. “What’s your secret?”

“My secret?” Abby asked, feeling like humming. Maybe singing.

Cathy leaned against the counter, eyeing Abby pointedly. “There was a bout of food poisoning in one of the mess halls today. We had seventeen soldiers come in throwing up all over the place. Two heart attacks, one broken leg, and a car accident involving four different patients.” She paused after listing the crises they’d seen today. “How are you glowing?”

Abby laughed. It had been two weeks since Zeke had come back from wherever he’d gone. Two weeks of blissful, amazing sex. Two weeks during which time, the sex had only gotten better! As she and Zeke learned more about each other’s bodies, they found how to pleasure each other better. It was mind-blowing how he could make her climax so many times in a night. Sometimes, it was only once and they would fall asleep, both of them tired from a hard day. And other times, she’d climax over and over again until it was almost painful. And yet, Zeke knew when to relent and let her body come down from that incredible high. After those times, he’d stroke her softly, holding her in the aftermath of their lovemaking until she fell asleep against his strong shoulder.

“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?”

Abby laughed and nodded her head. “Yeah. I’m thinking about Zeke. He’s pretty wonderful.”

“That good in bed, huh?”

Abby didn’t answer that, believing that their sex life was personal. Instead, she whispered, “Remember those cookies in the break room the other day?”

Cathy’s eyes widened. “No!” she grumbled, shifting on her