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back on the bed, settling his weight on her.
    “Tell me what you want, Willa,” he whispered against her skin as he began a slow grind against her.
     
    “This.” She offered her lips and when he accepted, she surrendered. Completely. All that she was she offered without reservation. She didn’t know if Zeb understood but hoped there was some part of him that recognized what she offered.
    Zeb felt it throughout his entire body. She was his. That realization had need blazing inside him as hot and fast as the mussel flash of a gun. His mind went completely blank to every other thought except the feel and taste of her. His skin burned and his heart hammered in his chest with the need. He wanted to sink into her warmth and ride her hard and fast.
    But he didn’t want her to think it was just sex because it was way more than that. He’d keep it slow, take all the time she needed because as strong as his need pressed, the desire to please her was stronger.
    That resolve wavered when she wrapped her legs around his waist and hoisted her hips up to press her wet sex against his erection.
    Zeb’s mind emptied of every thought but the feel and taste of her. Willa ground against him and a fever swept through his mind. He grabbed her by the hips and sat back on his heels, pulling her onto him. She hissed a sharp, excited breath, followed by a mumble he couldn’t make out. It didn’t matter. Her first gasp had stabbed him with a shard of hunger so strong it damn near blinded him.
    Willa pushed him back so she could climb on top of him. The heat from her wet sex radiated through his groin as she rotated her hips, grinding on the length of his erection. Every slide and rub eroded his control more. His hands tightened on her hips, fingers digging in as he fought to hold the need at bay, to resist ramming inside her and riding like there was no tomorrow.
    God almighty . Zeb wanted to take it slow, to love her easy but she was so damn potent. He had to get her off his hard-on or he wouldn’t hold to his vow to make love and not merely fuck. With a quick move, he rolled her onto her back and pressed down on her, pinning her to the bed and gathering her breasts in his hands to feast on her nipples.
    “Zeb… Oh.” A moan followed. Then another.
    An arch against his mouth preceded her hands working between their bodies to fist his erection. It was like having a live wire shoved against his skin. Current shot through him, burning and tingling, nerve endings doing a frantic dance.
    She started to stroke him and he lost control of a groan, closing his eyes. Her touch was like electricity, sending jolts running rampant through him, all culminating in his erection. His breath caught in his throat and he closed his eyes, suckling one breast while fighting the demands of his body to plunge inside her, pound hard and fast and sate his ravenous need.
    He raised his head from her breasts and their gazes met. “Stop holding back. Take what you want, Zeb. Take it now.”
    Her lips sought his in a kiss that was slow but passionate. Here it was. That illusive thing he’d searched for but could never find with anyone else. That ‘fit’. As corny as it might be, he wanted the moment to last, to be able to ensnare it and hold it forever. Nothing in his life had ever felt so right as this moment, and this woman.
    Willa moaned into his mouth, wrapped her legs around his waist and bucked against him. He drove himself into her wet core, feeling her push back against each thrust, driving him deeper into her. Her legs tightened around him as her body went into climax. Zeb saw it, felt it, smelled it, tasted it.
    “That’s it,” he whispered against her mouth.
    Wetness poured between them, her sex clenching around him, her belly contracting. Her neck arched back, eyes closed. Zeb slowed his movements, enjoying the feel of her orgasm, rings of it tightening around his erection. God, there’d never be another woman in his life. Willa was all he would