Every Beat of My Heart (New York Sullivans 0.5) - Bella Andre Page 0,2
long, silky strands from her braid. And when she wrapped her gorgeous naked limbs all around him and pulled him down over her on the backseat, every last one of his teenage dreams came true. Again.
He was running kisses over the soft skin of her neck and shoulders when she said, “You really are good at that.”
“Never say I don’t have at least one worthwhile skill.”
“One really worthwhile skill.” She reached for his shirt and pulled it up over his head, then put her hands flat on his bare chest and stared at him with unabashed hunger. “You really are nice to look at too.”
Sliding one hand up her torso so that he could cup one breast, he looked into her brown eyes that were flecked with gold and at her rosy mouth that always tempted him beyond reason. “Ditto.”
“And so romantic,” she added, but she was smiling as she said it.
“I knew I should have given you the bouquet of flowers I bought for you before taking your clothes off.”
Though she lit up knowing that he’d gotten her flowers, she shook her head. “No way. Clothes off first, flowers second is just right.”
Just right. That’s what Zach and Heather were for each other. Both in—and out—of bed. Or, as the case currently was, in the back of a very expensive race car.
He lowered his mouth to her breast just as she reached for his belt. But as he laved her sensitive flesh in just the way he knew made her crazy, instead of undoing his belt, she gripped it for dear life.
“How do you always do that? Touch me so perfectly every single time?”
He licked over her again, then bit down lightly on the taut peak with the edge of his teeth, making her shiver with need before he replied, “Because I love you.”
“I love you t—ohhhh.”
Desperation spun her words out into unintelligible sounds as he traced his fingertips lightly between her thighs. She was already so wet. So damned hot. So ready.
“I can’t wait another second, Heather. I need to feel you, need to taste you.” Even as he slid his fingers over her drenched sex, he was kissing his way down her body, using his tongue and lips and teeth to drive her higher and higher. So high that the very second he found the center of her arousal with the tip of his tongue, she blasted off into ecstasy.
God, he loved the way she tasted. Loved the way she held nothing back as she trembled and moaned and begged him for more, her long hair a silky tangle on the leather backseat. She was still floating in pleasure when he came back up over her, his clothes off now too.
“How the hell did I ever get this lucky?” He’d asked her this question a million times during the past three years—and he knew he’d be asking it forever.
She opened her eyes and smiled at him. “I’m pretty sure you owe it all to Summer, Gabe, and Megan.”
Zach’s brother Gabe, his wife, and their daughter had brought Cuddles to Zach as a puppy. Summer had said she knew the minute she met the tiny little dog that she was meant to be Zach’s. They’d needed a dog trainer, and Heather was the best in the city. When Cuddles and Heather’s dog, Atlas, fell in love at first sight, the dogs had wanted to spend every second together—which meant Heather and Zach had become really close, really fast.
He’d never thought he would meet a woman like her. A woman who was not only his match—but who bested him in every single category. Looks. Swagger. Humor.
It was only when it came to love that they were equals.
“I love you, Heather.”
He moved to take her, but she was already there, meeting him halfway. Right from the start, Heather’s body had fit his like no other. But now that they knew each other’s rhythms and pleasures so intimately, he could barely rein himself in to make sure she peaked again before he lost it completely.
As if she could read his mind, she put her hands on his face and kissed him. “I love you, too.” She wriggled out from under him and began to turn over. “Especially when you lose control.” His brain nearly stuttered to a halt as she went on her hands and knees on the supple leather of the backseat. “When you take control.”
He was inside of her again before either of them could take their next breath,