A fire ignited inside him and made his entire body burn for her. He wouldn’t be able to hold on any longer and would soon succumb to Rochelle’s erotic torture. But he couldn’t let that happen. He knew they were equals and he wanted their lovemaking to reflect that, even if it turned him on to see her on her knees in front of him. He wanted to give her the same pleasure.

With a moan, he placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her away, so his cock slipped from her mouth. The damn thing jerked in disappointment, but he ignored it and pulled Rochelle up to stand instead.

“Your bed, now,” he ordered with a hoarse voice.

She pouted. “But I wasn’t done yet.”

He gave her a slap on her gorgeous ass and ushered her toward the bathroom door. “Next time. But tonight you’ll have to show mercy.”

She smiled mischievously and took his hand, leading him to her bedroom. In front of the bed she stopped and turned around to face him.

Her eyelashes fluttered. “What do you want now?”

He slipped his hands onto her backside and pressed her to him. “I want to look into your eyes when I make love to you. So you can see what you mean to me.”

She lowered herself onto the bed and he followed her. He rolled over her, bracing himself on his elbows and knees and adjusting himself at her center, when she reached her hand out toward the nightstand.

“Condom,” she said.

He met her gaze and shook his head. “You and I, we belong together now. I don’t want any barriers between us. I want to feel you. All of you.”

“But I’m not on the pill. You wouldn’t want to get trapped by me because of a pregnancy, would you?”

He smiled at her. “But you’ve already trapped me.”

Her eyes looked at him full of affection and love. “Zach, are you sure?”

He placed a small kiss on her nose. “I’ve never been so sure of anything else.”

He pressed his cock against her wet sex and felt Rochelle spread her legs wider.

“Do you want me?” he asked.

“As long as you want me.”

With one thrust he sealed their agreement and submerged himself in her. The feeling of her muscles as they closed around him sent a wave of pleasure through his cock and into his balls.

Zach brushed a wet strand of hair from her face and caressed her neck, let his fingers trail over her soft skin. Almost reverently he touched her, caressed her heated body, while farther below his cock plunged into her in a steady rhythm. With each thrust he went deeper as if she opened up more for him with every second.

Rochelle caressed him, explored him with her hands, while her gaze melted into his. He could see it all in her eyes: her love and the growing trust, while other things disappeared into the background. The doubts and the fear had disappeared, wiped out by the feelings between them, feelings that were stronger than anything else.

With each second, he felt his control slipping through his fingers more and more, and he let it happen, let his body take over.

Beneath him Rochelle moaned and let him know that she, too, was close to her climax, and that she was ready to surrender to him, just as he was willing to surrender to her.

“I love you.” He barely recognized his own voice, the arousal in it so strong, so overwhelming.

Something flickered in her eyes, then a moan burst from her lips, and her body began to spasm. He felt her interior muscles clamp around him and gave into his release. Waves of lust and pleasure washed over him and threatened to bury him underneath their weight, while he exploded inside her.

Never before had he sensed something as intensely as he did with Rochelle. She lay in his arms now, slowly coming down from her climax and looking at him, her expression one of sheer and utter bliss and satisfaction.

“Zach, that was wonderful.”

He pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “I promise I’ll do my best so that it’ll always be like that.”

She laughed. “But it doesn’t always have to be like that.”

“You think I can’t do it?” He grinned. “Now you’re trying to challenge me.” And he wanted to meet that challenge head on.

When she laughed again, he silenced her with a passionate kiss. For a long time, he didn’t let her speak, though it didn’t look like she minded.

28

Two weeks later

The Learjet touched down on the runway of the Airport in the Sky and slowed down. Zach felt Rochelle relax next to him and turned her face, which she’d buried in his chest, back to him.

“So sorry, baby,” he said, “but landing at the airport on Catalina Island is a bit dangerous.”