Temptation - Brenda Jackson [49]
She shook her head. “No.”
“Then let me show you.”
Zeke wanted to take things slow, refused to be rushed. He needed to make love to her the way he needed to breathe. After removing every stitch of her clothing, he breathed in her scent that he’d missed. “You smell good, baby.”
“I smell like baby powder,” she said, smiling. “One of the pitfalls of having a baby around.”
His chuckle came out in a deep rumble. “You do smell like a baby. My baby.” And then he kissed her again.
Moments later he released her mouth and began touching her all over as his hands became reacquainted with every part of her. He continued to stroke her and then his hands dipped to the area between her legs and found her wet and ready. Now another scent was replacing the baby powder fragrance and he was drawn into it. His erection thickened even more in response to it. He began stroking her there, fondling her, fingering the swollen bud of her womanhood.
“Zeke…”
“That’s right, speak my name. Say it. I intend for it to be the only name you’ll ever need to say when you feel this way.”
And then he lowered himself to the bed, needing to be inside her now. His body straddled hers and he met her gaze, held it, while slowly entering her. He couldn’t help shuddering at the feel of the head of his shaft slowly easing through her feminine core.
She wrapped her legs around him and he began moving to a beat that had been instilled inside his head from the first time he’d made love to her. And he knew he would enjoy connecting with her this way until the day he took his last breath. He’d never desired a woman the way he desired her.
And then he began moving in and out of her. Thrusting deep, stroking long and making each one count. Shivers of ecstasy began running up his spine and he could feel his hardness swell even more inside her. He reached down, lifted her hips to go deeper still and it was then that she screamed his name.
His name.
And something exploded inside him, made him tremble while wrapped in tremendous pleasure. Made him utter her name in a guttural breath. And he knew at that moment, whatever it took, he was determined that one day she would love him back. He would prove to her she had become more than just temptation to him. She had become his life.
Sheila snuggled deeper into Zeke’s arms and glanced over at the clock on her nightstand. It was almost midnight. They had gotten up earlier to check on Sunnie and to grab a light dinner—a snack was more like it. He had scrambled eggs and she had made hash browns. While they ate he told her more about his relationship with the Travers family. And she shared with him how awful things had been for her with Crawford, and how strained her relationships were with her mother and sister.
He had listened and then got up from the table to come around and wipe tears from her eyes before picking her up in his arms and taking her back upstairs where they had made love again. Now he was sleeping and she was awake, still basking in the afterglow of more orgasms tonight than she cared to count, but would always remember.
She gently traced the curve of his face with the tip of her finger. It was hard to believe this ultrahandsome man wanted her. He had a way of making her feel so special and so needed. Earlier tonight in this very bed she had felt so cold. But now she wasn’t cold. Far from it. Zeke was certainly keeping her warm. She couldn’t help smiling.
“Hmm, I hate to interrupt whatever it is you’re thinking about that’s making you smile, but…”
And then he reached up, hooked a hand behind her neck to bring her mouth down to his. And then he took possession of it in that leisurely but thorough way of his. And it was a way that had her toes tingling. Oh, Lord, the man could kiss. Boy, could he kiss. And to think she was the recipient of such a drugging connection.
He finally released her mouth and pulled her up to straddle him. He then gazed up at her as he planted his hands firmly on her hips. “Let’s make love this way.”
They had never made love using this position before,