With a sudden thrust, Zach shoves the dildo deep into my pu**y, angling the butterflied appendage against my clit, and an agonizing shriek of pleasure tears out of me. My h*ps buck hard, and I almost dislodge Zach completely from my body.

“Shh,” Zach whispers to me. “Easy.”

Tremors race through my body, so filled I am in both holes from Zach’s c**k and the massive dildo. The butterfly buzzes against my sensitive skin, and I know I’m only a moment away from what I’m guessing is an orgasm that’s going to send me into a coma. The feelings inside of me are so overwhelming that I don’t know if I can handle them.

“Are you ready?” Zach asks, and my eyes fly to his. “Ready to get f**ked hard?”

“Oh, God,” I whisper. “Oh, God.”

Zach starts moving the dildo in and out of me, gently at first, and then with more force. When he has a nice thrusting motion, which is lodging it deep within me on every down stroke, he starts pumping his hips, the movement of his c**k within my ass causing a massive, shuddering quake to roll through me.

“More,” pops out of my mouth when I realize that Zach is holding back on me.

“Fuck,” he hisses and then starts slamming his c**k in and out, his balls slapping against my skin.

The muscles across my lower back start to constrict and boiling pressure between my legs starts to build. Zach f**ks me with the dildo just as hard, ramming at me from both sides, hitting my cl*t with the vibrating attachment.

An explosion hits me dead center, deep within my core, and bursts outward, racing up my spine, seizing my brain and causing my fingers to dig painfully into the tender skin on my thighs.

I scream louder than I’ve ever screamed in my life as my entire body seizes and contracts, then shudders violently from head to toe. My hands start to slide from the hold I have on my legs, and Zach suddenly releases the dildo, which is still lodged deep within me. His hands come up to grab the backs of my legs, pushing them back even further so he can lean over me. He pounds into my ass, downward now because of his angle, which pushes the dildo in deeper and lodges the vibrating butterfly right onto my cl*t again.

I scream again as another orgasms bursts forth through my body, and tears start pouring out of my eyes from the overload of pleasure. I start sobbing in relief… release… lust… love, and Zach pounds into me hard while words pour out of his mouth.

Oh, Moira… never felt this way before.

Everything’s changed.

So f**king good. How can it be this good?

Finally, he pushes in all the way, to the base of his cock, and his fingers dig in painfully to the skin on my legs. He throws his head back, muscles in his neck corded tight and a vein in his temple throbbing violently. Zach opens his mouth, closes his eyes tight, and lets out an animal howl of pleasure as he starts to come, his entire body lurching… trying to get deeper with every spurt of seed he pours into me.

He comes, and he comes, and he comes, and he is utterly magnificent… astonishingly beautiful… my uncivilized man.

Zach’s eyes finally open, and his head angles down to look at me with glazed eyes. When our gazes meet, another shudder rips through his body and he lets out a stuttering breath.

Awareness seems to filter back in his eyes, and his look becomes worried. “Oh, God… are you okay? Did I hurt you?”

I shake my head rapidly, and my voice is thick with emotion when I say, “No. It was amazing. You’re amazing.”

Zach reaches out and gently takes the dildo out of me, turning it off and tossing it on the floor. He slowly pulls his c**k out of my ass, and I feel a rush of warm fluid pour out, causing a tiny tremor to run through me. I feel so empty when he’s gone, but he replaces my need for fulfillment by immediately dropping down on top of me and wrapping his arms tight around my body. Rolling to his side, he takes me with him and murmurs into my hair, “Oh, Moira. Moira, Moira, Moira.”

He squeezes me tight, almost holding on to me in desperate fashion. My hands come up to stroke at his hair, while he pushes his face into the crook of my neck.

Suddenly, I feel something wet against my skin, and Zach shivers in my arms. He takes in a deep breath and lets it out in a quiver.

“I don’t want to leave you,” he says… almost desolately.

My heart constricts… cramps… rolls over and almost dies at the pain in his voice. Because while he says he doesn’t want to leave me, it doesn’t mean that he’s not going to.

I decide to put my heart on the line, because if I don’t, I could lose everything that has become dearest to me. Fisting his hair, I pull his head away from my neck and see the shimmer of wetness still in his eyes… swimming with such yearning and pain.

I lean in and place my lips over one eye, feeling it flutter closed. I kiss him softly on the tender skin, feeling his lashes against me and tasting the salt of his tears.

Pulling back, I wait until I can see those beautiful blue eyes, and I tell him with overwhelming feeling. “I love you, Zach. I don’t want you to go.”

He sighs gently with a tender smile, and he presses his mouth to mine. “Let’s just lay here like this for a while. I don’t want this moment to end, because everything always seems to end for me.”

I can’t deny his request, so I don’t push further at him. I made my feelings known, and now he holds my heart. It’s up to him to decide what to do with it.

Chapter 27

Zach

“Zach?” I hear Randall’s voice and look up from the magazine I had been reading as I waited for him in his lobby. He didn’t make me wait long, and I stand up from the couch I was sitting on.