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“And what do you want, Zayn?” I quietly request, using his name, which ignites lust in the depths of those stunning eyes. “Right now.” I could be reading everything wrong, but I don’t back away. I keep my eyes on what I want and hold my breath, waiting for his answer.

Use the power I’ve been neglecting.

“You, Dolcezza.”

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ADDICTED TO YOU… TO US

~ZANDER~

“Z-Zayn.”

God Almighty…I can’t deny this shit anymore.

Hearing this woman whimper my name while my head is nestled between her spread legs beneath this blanket will drive me insane.

No. I’m already fucking insane, but this? An addiction that keeps giving me pulses of desire to the point of pure obsession?

I’m completely hooked on this new drug in my life.

Sweet Dynamite.

Dolcezza.

Gemini. Verena.

I don’t care.

She’s mine.

In my grasp.

At my mouth’s mercy as I plunge my tongue deeper into her pulsing, hot pussy.

“Z…Zayn. K-Kian’s in the bathroom! He’ll walk in on us.”

I could give two shits about her… him… ugh, I don’t care.

Truthfully, the idea of being caught, let alone heard, has me sucking and slurping her wetness as if my life depends on it. Doesn’t matter how she wiggles and whimpers.

I can tell from the way her pussy holds my tongue captive that she’s enjoying each thrust. Her hips move involuntarily to my movements, encouraging the rhythm I’ve built.

I want to watch her writhe by my mouth’s performance.

The blanket covering us is shed away by my hands, causing her to gasp in dismay, but she can barely grab the sheets beneath her as her body is growing rigid by the second.

“Fuck, fuck… Z-Zayn… not so fast… or deep… I’ll… I’ll…”

That’s it, baby. You’re going to cum any second now in my mouth, which is waiting to drink you right up.

I clench her thighs with a dominating hold, stilling her spread legs and diving as deeply as I can at the perfect moment.

The way she mewls and tries to fight her orgasm is so fucking hot. To see her struggle and close her eyes shut. All her efforts are useless because, in seconds, she’s cumming.

“Zayn!” I feel like she meant for my name to come out angrily, but the moan reaches my ears as her body stills and trembles with her overpowering climax.

Every lick of her release is audible with my sloppy movements. My desperate need to get every drop overpowers my common sense. I don’t care how loud I am. All I want is to enjoy every bit of the sweet taste.

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