“Better grab it now.”
He snagged a kiss before opening the hatch and pulling out her bag. They walked up the path and into the house. After setting down the bags, he flipped on the foyer lights, and closed the front door.
In one fluid move, he backed her against the old, wooden door, cradled her neck in one hand, and squeezed the back of her thigh with the other. Moaning into him, she grasped the lapel of his sport coat and pulled him closer. Their kiss was a heady mix of unfiltered desire and love. She melted into him and, when the kiss ended, she sighed.
“I’m so damn happy to see you,” he murmured, stealing another kiss.
She palmed his crotch. “I can tell. Why don’t we take this celebration to a more comfortable surface?” With a spark in her eyes, she nudged him back.
“The housekeeping service did a nuclear clean. Even so, I threw out the old bedding. New mattresses and linens on every bed in the house.”
“You think of everything,” she said.
“Mostly, I’ve been thinking about you.”
Her sultry smile turned up the heat level. “Mmm, I like the sound of that. I vote to head upstairsnowso you can show me those silky new bedsheets.”
“You read my mind.” He took her hand and led her to the second floor.
As soon as they entered the master suite, Zander pulled her into his arms. One tender kiss turned incendiary, and they tightened their hold on each other. While kissing her, he began unbuttoning her shirt while she unbuckled his belt.
Gasping for breath, she broke away. “Strip. Now.”
“You, first. And I’ll do it.”
He curled his hand around her wrist and unfastened the cuff button, then repeated the gesture on her other sleeve. Next, with his gaze fixed on hers, he undid her shirt, one agonizing button at a time, as if he had all the time in the world. When he finished, only her sexy black lace bra separated him from her beautiful breasts.
Her breathing shifted, her pupils dilated. She ran her tongue over her lips until they glistened. Her intoxicating scent drew him closer and he kissed her again.
While he was eager to get her naked and slide inside her, he loved pleasuring her just as much. He wanted her to squirm and pant from the pleasure he could bring her. Their numerous video chat sex sessions had been fun, but virtual eroticism wasn’t his thing. Being with Savannah, in the flesh, was uncensored, unfiltered, and wild.
Yet, this time, he needed tender lovemaking, too. Now that he’d admitted his true feelings, he couldn’t wait to show her how much he adored her.
He shouldered off her shirt, then paused to admire her pert breasts and erect nipples as they strained to escape her bra.
“Now, who’s spoiling whom?” He dipped his head, kissed her nipples through the thin material. “So damned beautiful.”
Her low moan sent adrenaline shooting through him. He loved arousing her, seeing her heavy lids, her parted lips, her breasts rising and falling with each jagged breath.
Next, he removed her heels and pants. With those gone, he slid his fingers along the edge of her black thong, dipping down to graze her clit.
“Zander,” she whispered, the urgency in her voice a clear sign she was ready for him.
“Let’s take our time, baby. I’m just starting to dote on you. All you have to do is relax and enjoy.” He slid her thong down and kissed her. “You smell delicious.”
“I want you in me.” Her guttural command made his stiff dick ache.
“So greedy.” He rose, shrugged out of his sport coat, yanked his sweater over his head. Then, he dropped his pants.
Her smile undid him. “Somebody didn’t bother with underwear.” She caressed his shaft. “Touching you feels good.”
He slipped his fingers between her legs and stroked her sensitive folds. “You’re dripping wet, Savannah.”
“Uh-huh. I’m happy to see you.” She slipped her free arm around his waist, dropping her hand on his ass. She stroked his skin, pressed her lips to his. “I want to ask you something.”
He caressed her back, unhooked her bra, and pulled it off. “Anything.”
“Did you always wear condoms with former partners?”