St Kilda Consulting 04 - Blue Smoke and Murder

know.”
    Jill went up on tiptoe as his arms closed around her. The kiss was like Zach—strong, hot, hard, as exhilarating as the moment when the rapids took the raft.
    All the anger and fear that Jill had been working to control since she’d found her vandalized car flashed into passion. The hunger that shook her was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. After her virginal curiosity had been satisfied in college, she’d rarely taken a lover. The river had been much more exciting than any man.
    Until now.
    Zach felt the passion trembling in Jill, heard her husky sound of hunger, and forgot everything but her taste, her heat, her skin sliding beneath his hands and tongue.
    The bed was across the room.
    Way too far.
    He tossed her blouse over his shoulder and bent to the hard nipples that had been driving him crazy since dinner. Just as he sucked one of them into his mouth, he felt the cool breath of the room on his back as she peeled off his shirt and threw it aside.
    The feel of her hands on the fly of his jeans made him flush with heat.
    “Condom,” he managed.
    “Where?” she said against his bare chest, biting him with tiny little movements of her head.
    “Back pocket.”
    “I was hoping for the front.”
    His laugh became a groan as one of her hands opened his fly and the other hand fished slowly for a condom in one of his back pockets.
    “You’re a tease,” he said.
    “You’re worth teasing.”
    The approval in her voice and her hand stroking him almost made him lose it right there.
    “Other pocket,” he said hoarsely.
    Her hand slid inside his underwear and emerged a few seconds later wrapped around him. He said something low and rough as her fingers and then her mouth caressed him.
    “That’s it,” he said. “School’s out.”
    A few seconds later Jill found herself naked and on her back next to the fire. Zach went to his knees between her legs, slid the condom into place, and tested her heat with his finger. Her liquid response and the scent of her arousal made him glad he was already on his knees, because sure as hell she would have brought him there. She was slick and hot and tight, her skin flushed with passion, her hips lifting to meet his touch.
    He tried to push gently into her, but it was too late. She was way too hungry for any more play and so was he. He flexed his hips and entered her in a hard thrust, filling her.
    Jill’s breath came out in a throaty cry that made Zach go completely still.
    “Too soon?” he asked through clenched teeth.
    When she didn’t answer, he started to withdraw. Then he felt the rhythmic contractions of her release around him, caressing him, taking him with her over the edge of passion. He thrust hard, deep, fast, then shuddered, pumping into her until the world went black.
    Zach didn’t know how long it was before he became aware of the fire crackling nearby, the feel of Jill’s palms stroking his back, the softness and strength of her body beneath him.
    “I’m crushing you,” he said.
    She laughed breathlessly. “Yeah, but I like it. Good thing, because there’s a lot of you to like.”
    He nuzzled against her throat, then rolled onto his side, takingher with him, still buried inside her. “Sorry. Usually I’m not so quick off the mark.”
    “I rarely get off the mark at all,” she said, stretching out against his chest with a sigh. “I’m still wondering what happened. And how to make it happen again.”
    Lazily he ran his fingertips down her spine and between her tight, sexy cheeks, then lower, where she was still hot and wet.
    Her breath broke. “Zach?”
    “Mmm?”
    “Isn’t it too soon?”
    “Not for you.”
    She started to ask what he meant but found she couldn’t breathe. She could only respond to the sleek probe of his fingers, the pressure, the rub and glide and tug, the fire burning up from his touch to consume her whole body.
    He smiled at the feel of her climax. When she finally stilled and lay like a steamy rag against him, he slid slowly out of her.
    She made a grumpy cat sound.
    He laughed and hauled her to her feet. “Time for bed.”
    She yawned. “I like it here better.”
    “Come morning, you’ll be thanking me.”
    “I’m thanking you all over the place right now.”
    Zach grabbed his jeans, scooped out more condoms, and looked at her. “Hope you’re not too sleepy, because I’ve got some tasting and licking in mind.”
    Jill gave him a sideways, lazy kind of smile. “Where?”
    “All over the