Zenobia
Vlachos works as a computer tech at a big electronics store in
Daytona. She meets Ax Kazan, a police officer, when he pulls her over
in traffic. There is an immediate connection between them, but
Zenobia isn't about to rush to bed with him. Ax makes the excuse that
he needs computer work done, to see her at work, and takes her to
lunch.
After
eating, Zenobia still had some time before going back to work. They
took a short walk around the plaza before dropping by his car. It
wasn't so much that Ax wanted to put his computer away, though that
was his excuse. He really wanted to get her somewhere more private so
he could kiss her.
Keeping
his distance with most of his body, he brushed her ear and neck with
his nose and lips. His lips tingled, wanting to kiss her, but this
was an exercise in control for him—and a way to make himself
irresistible.
Ax's
hot breath on her skin made Zenobia shiver with desire. Her nipples
stiffened and she felt uncomfortably warm in places she shouldn't be
thinking about in public. Ax continued his seductive journey and she
continued to shiver delightfully.
“I—uuuhh.....
I put—um—oh, fuck,” she whispered.
Ax
laughed. “Now, now, such language from a lady,” he whispered.
“You
bastard, you're doing that on purpose.”
“Uh
huh.” He tilted his head, concentrating on the nape of her neck. He
breathed on her again, his mouth less than an inch from her skin.
“Oh,
God,” she squeaked softly. She felt a gush of moisture in her
panties.
Eyes
closed, she waited for him to continue. His prominent nose tickled
the hairs on the back of her neck. His hot breath puffed across her
skin like a warm, sultry breeze.
How
could he be making her so hot without even touching her? Zenobia
didn't understand it. Usually, men couldn't keep their hands off her
and tried every way they could to excite her. Ax had her ready to cum
and he'd done it with his breath. She pressed her lips together to
rid them of the tingling his erotic ministrations had prompted. She
had to distract him, or she'd embarrass herself by dragging him into
the comfortable back seat of his Impala.
“Over
seven hundred items showed up on your computer,” she whispered at
him.
It
took Ax a moment to put the words together. He heard her, but he
certainly wasn't listening. “What does that mean?”
“It
means quit cruising porn sites.”
Ax
chuckled, his breath caressing her throat in little puffs. “Well,
now that I've got you, I will.”
Eyes
narrowed as she turned to face him. “What's that supposed to mean?”
“That
means,” he murmured seductively, his voice dropping an octave,
“that I don't need porn when I can think about you.”
The
blood rushed to her face and her jaw dropped. “Oh, my God!” she
said in a shocked whisper.
“Is
it so hard to conceive?” he murmured against her neck, fingertips
lightly touching her.
“No
man ever said he was going to—do that—by thinking of me.”
“Why
are you any less exciting than a porn star? You're beautiful,
Zenobia. You have great curves in all the right places. You should be
flattered.”
Zenobia
pressed her lips together, considering what he said. “Strangely, I
am,” she admitted with a grin. “You would really—thinking about
me?”
Ax
leaned closer, his mouth right by her ear. “What makes you think I
haven't already?”
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2016 Dellani Oakes
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