While You Were Gone

Chapter Three

CHAPTER THREE

Zach was so loving and attentive on the way home that Maia forgot about the beautiful man, and by the time they had said goodbye to the sitter and checked on a sleeping Luka, she was tired.

But Zach was already hard for her and he peeled her dress from the shoulders. “Keep the shoes on,” he murmured, his lips against her throat.

Maia chuckled, then gasped as he ripped her panties from her and deftly unhooked her b*a.

“Christ, you’re so gorgeous, my love…” He laid her back on the bed and pushed her legs apart. He unzipped his pants and drew out his already hard c**k.

“Do you want me to suck you, baby?” The fact that he was still in his suit while she was n***d and exposed was turning Maia on, but Zach shook his head, instead pulling her legs around his waist and thrusting into her. She gasped at the quick violence of it, but soon they found their rhythm and made love, Maia pulling at Zach’s clothes, her lips hungry on his.

She woke in the middle of the night to find the bed empty beside her. She sighed. This had happened a few times over the last few months—Zach was finding it difficult to sleep. She slipped from the bed and padded silently through the apartment to find him. He was sitting in his study, his headphones on, staring out of the window.

Maia slipped her arms around his shoulders and hugged him. He lifted his headphones off, setting them on the desk, taking her hand and drawing her onto his lap. She stroked his face, noting the dark circles under his eyes. “What is it, my love?”

Zach shook his head, holding her close, and she stroked his hair. “Is it me? Am I upsetting you in some way?”

“No, darling. You and Luka are the best things in my world. I’m just feeling…” He gave a choked laugh. “I can’t even put it into words. Unsettled. Frustrated.”

“With what?”

He shrugged. “Life. I don’t think depression has a reason, Maia—it just comes. My mother used to suffer from it, too.”

Maia held him close. “You’ve never told me much about your parents.”

“I suppose I haven’t.”

Maia waited, but he didn’t go on. She pressed her lips to his. “Come back to bed, darling. I can help relax you.”

His hand slid up her thigh underneath her nightgown. “Why not right here?” He said, his voice ragged with arousal. Maia grinned and straddled him as he pushed her nightgown up over her hips.

Maia freed his c**k from his sweatpants, and he guided himself into her, pulling down the strap of her gown and exposing her breast as they made love. He took her n****e into his mouth, sucking on it hard and making her gasp and shiver with pleasure. She rode him hard, moaning his name over and over until they both came.

Zach let her lead him back to bed afterward, and she wrapped herself around him, cradling his head against her breasts.

But when she slept, she dreamed of vivid green eyes and a sad smile.