"God, you're beautiful." He leaned in to kiss her neck again, and then kept going down. Light kisses brushed over her chest, until he reached her cleavage, and then he reached around to unhook her bra.
He managed it handily, which surprised her—most guys just could not get the hang of bra fastenings, in her experience—and tossed it away.
Teri stopped him with a hand on his chest before he could start exploring. "Your turn," she said, with a pointed look at his clothes.
"Oh. Right." He looked as though he'd completely forgotten that he was still fully-dressed. Too distracted by her body?
It honestly seemed hard to believe—Teri had never thought of herself as particularly hot. She was a little too heavy, and she didn't spend a ton of time on makeup or moisturizer or perfume or any kind of beautifying products. She knew she wasn't ugly or anything, but she'd never considered herself to be the sort of woman who turned guys' heads.
Zach, though...he wasn't looking away.
He kept his eyes on her as he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside, stripped out of his jeans, and got rid of his boxer-briefs, all quickly and efficiently. Teri watched the reveal of his golden, muscled body with a dry mouth, and thought that she might insist on a slower striptease at some point. A body as perfect as his deserved some slow, careful consideration.
Not right now, though. Right now, she needed to touch him.
Naked, he took a step forward, and she wrapped her arms around him and leaned up for a kiss. The feeling of all that hard, smooth muscle against her bare skin inflamed her, and she moaned into his mouth.
Zach's hands ran down her back, cupped her panty-clad butt...and lifted her clear off the ground, depositing her gently on the bed. Teri stifled a shriek, and pulled back to look at him indignantly. "Warn a girl next time."
"Sorry." His eyes sparkled with mischief. Then he pulled back to look at her, laid out on his bed nearly naked, and the amusement disappeared, replaced with hot desire. He reached for her panties. Teri lifted her hips as he tugged them down, and then she was totally naked.
He crawled forward onto the bed, until he was kneeling over her, and bent to kiss her mouth. Then her neck, and her chest again, except this time he kept going. He spent a long time kissing her breasts, burying his face between them, licking a hot stripe down to a nipple, taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. That last made Teri let out a strangled noise as pleasure spiked in her, making her clench and shudder.
“Now,” she said. “I need you now.” There was a pulsing heat between her legs, an empty ache that needed to be filled.
Zach lifted his head from her nipple; his mouth was shiny and his breath was coming in ragged pants. "God," he said. "Teri. God. Okay." He ran a hand down her stomach, his fingers sliding through her curly pubic hair to explore the warm slipperiness between her legs.
Teri gasped and moaned, twitching her hips forward as his hand brushed her clit. He caught it between two fingers, pressing gently, and then a bit harder, as he bent down and took her nipple in his mouth again. The hot sensation on her breast combined with the quick, firm strokes over both sides of her clit sent her off like a shot. Orgasm pulsed through her, and Teri let out a surprised cry, twisting against Zach's fingers and mouth.
She'd never come that quickly in her life. She didn't even come that quickly when she was using a vibrator.
"Wow," she said shakily, when she came back down enough to speak. Zach gave her a surprisingly boyish grin. Proud of himself, she thought—but the sudden warm fondness faded away against her rising arousal.
After that intense-but-fast orgasm, it felt like the whole area between her legs had been overtaken by liquid heat. Coming so quickly had just whetted her appetite, and Teri pushed her hips forward against Zach's hand, impatient for more.
He pulled away to rummage in the nightstand. Teri bit her lip to keep the bereft noise from escaping, and scooted herself up the bed so she was lying against the pillows. The second Zach emerged with a condom held triumphantly in his hand—the dry one, fortunately—she grabbed his bicep and pulled him back to her.
He had to take a second to open the condom and put it on, so she experimented with kissing down his jaw, along his neck, seeing if the hot, wet kisses that had worked so well to give her the shivers would have the same effect on him.
Apparently so, because after a minute, he pulled away with a laugh. "I'm never going to manage this if you keep doing that," he said. "You're completely destroying my fine motor control."
"Well, we can't have that." Teri watched him roll the condom on, one hand drifting down her own stomach, fingers brushing against her clit. Could she bring herself off again, just really fast, before—
Zach looked up and saw what she was doing, and his eyes went black with desire. "Oh my God," he said. "Look at you. Will you do that for me sometime?"
Teri thought about that. Touching herself, hands on her clit, fingers pushing inside, while Zach watched, his eyes hot on her right up until she came. "Yes." Her voice was hoarse. "Yes, I'll do that for you. Not right now."
"No." Zach moved fast, catching her in his arms and kissing her fiercely, then reaching down to tangle his fingers with hers on her clit. "Now is for this."
And then he was pressing into her. He was big, bigger than she'd ever felt before. Teri could hear herself making noises as he eased inside, but she couldn't quite focus enough to make herself quiet down. She was caught up in the press of him, the clench of herself around him. She couldn't think about anything else but the hot liquid slide as he pushed in to the hilt.
When he was all the way in, he paused. "All right?"
His voice was wrecked. "Yes," Teri moaned. "Move."
He took her at her word, and moved.
If the first long slow push had driven her out of her head, the way she felt when he started to thrust was beyond words. Teri lost control completely. Her legs were spread wide, her hips tilted up, and as he moved inside her, she moaned and shuddered and cried out, fingernails digging into his back.