ZenithRising by Marilyn Campbell Page A

he stood her on
the floor and held up his index finger for her to wait a minute.
    She watched him take two blankets from the closet and hang
one on each of the mirrors in the bedroom. Then he went into the bathroom and
draped towels over the mirrors in there. Within seconds the room felt warmer.
“Do I want to know what you’re doing?”
    He came back to her with a sly smile. “Just making sure we
get a good night’s sleep.” His hands settled on her waist, leaving the next
move up to her.
    Maggie slid her palms up his firm chest, threading her
fingers through the sparse hair and up around his neck. “Then I’m afraid you
may have wasted the effort ‘cause I’m not counting on either one of us getting
much sleep tonight.”
    With a low groan he scooped her back up in his arms and sat
on the edge of the bed with her on his lap. Their eyes met and time seemed to
stop as they saw each other as they never had before. Then she touched her lips
to his and time sped up again.
    He held her head in place as his mouth demanded she submit
to his kiss. She parted her lips but it was far from submission as her tongue
snaked between his teeth. She teased his tongue into a game of give and take as
his hand skimmed over her body from neck to thigh. When his palm covered her
breast and lightly circled, the nipple instantly contracted and she felt him
smile against her mouth.
    Perhaps if the whole day hadn’t been filled with sensual
arousal, if she hadn’t taken care of her own foreplay only minutes ago, if she
hadn’t seen his erection protruding from his perfect body, she might have
enjoyed a prolonged buildup, but the opposite was the case. She felt the
unmistakable twitch of his expanding cock beneath her bottom and determined he
wouldn’t mind if she moved things along.
    Slowly breaking the kiss, she rose from her sideways
position on his lap to straddle his thighs. Then she pulled her jersey off and
dropped it on the floor. His murmur of appreciation accompanied the movement of
his hands from her hips up to cupping her full breasts.
    She arched her back as his lips caressed one then the other.
His tongue traced each areola before sucking the peak into his mouth. Between
his tongue, his teeth, his lips and the kneading movement of his fingers, he
quickly drove Maggie to a brink and he hadn’t even touched the place pulsing so
strongly for his attention.
    Shifting her hips closer, she pressed her cunt against the
rock-hard organ straining to be free of its confines. She expressed her
admiration as her fingers slipped through the opening in his boxers and brought
his penis out to play. His mouth stilled on her breast as she closed her fist
around the shaft. And when she eased the loose, uncircumcised skin down and up,
his breath caught with a gasp.
    His reaction was more exciting than she could ever have
imagined. Her thumb brushed over the tip and spread the drop of pre-cum she
found there.
    With a sound that was more of a growl than a groan, Noah
swiveled them both around so she was lying on her back and he was stretched out
at her side.
    “I had no idea you were part she-devil,” he whispered into
her ear right before he caught the lobe between his teeth.
    She reached for his sex but he placed both her hands above
her head then blazed a trail of little nips and kisses down her neck, between
her breasts and over her abdomen. He took his sweet time pulling down her
shorts, tasting a bit of each inch of skin he bared, all the way down to her
toes.
    Each caress and nibble was a bit of torture as her clitoris
swelled with need and her pussy got wetter and wetter in readiness of his entry
but still he made her wait as he kissed every one of her toes.
    “What pretty feet you have,” he murmured, trailing his
fingers along her arches.
    Her toes curled from the ticklish sensation. “Noah, please.”
She stretched her hands toward him. “I want you.”
    He quickly kissed each big toe then grinned in a way that
said he knew