Every inch of me clenched.
He moved to my other breast, and this time I didn’t bite back the sound. It left me soft and needy and too honest. Zane’s hand slid down my stomach to the button of my shorts.
He paused.
“Yes,” I said.
His fingers worked the button open, then the zipper. I lifted my hips so he could drag my shorts and underwear down my legs together. The air touched me, lake-cool and sun-warmed all at once, and I had one dizzy second to realize I was naked on Zane McCrae’s dock while he stood between my thighs fully dressed and looking at me like he was starving.
Then his thumb found my clit.
I jerked. “Fuck.”
Zane’s eyes flared. “That’s it.”
He rubbed me slowly, gathering slickness, watching my face as if every reaction mattered. I held myself up on my hands, wood scraped under my palms, while he touched me with thesame competence he brought to everything else. No hurry. No uncertainty. Just steady pressure, rough fingers, and his gaze fixed on me while I came apart by degrees.
“You’re so wet,” he said. “Is this for me?”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“It’s for you.” My hips rocked into his hand. “Zane, please.”
He slid one thick finger into my pussy.
My elbows almost buckled.
“Good,” he said, voice low. “Take it.”
I did. I took his finger, then a second when he gave it to me, stretching around him while his thumb kept circling my clit. The pressure built fast, faster than I expected, heat tightening low until my thighs shook against his sides.
Zane leaned over me and kissed me, swallowing the sound I made when his fingers curled inside me.
“That’s it,” he said against my mouth. “Come for me.”
I came hard.
The orgasm tore through me in bright, shaking pulses. My hands grabbed his shoulders. My hips lifted against his hand, and Zane kept touching me through it, murmuring praise against my mouth until I sagged back on the dock.
He didn’t stop looking at me.
I might’ve blushed if I had any spare blood left for embarrassment.
“Still with me?” he asked.
I laughed weakly. “Barely.”
His mouth curved. “You survived.”
“That word is doing a lot of work today.”
He kissed the inside of my knee. “We can stop.”
“No.”
The answer came out so fast his head lifted.
