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“Oh yeah.”
I stood on my tip-toes to kiss him.
“Then count me in.”
Twenty-Six
SAVANNAH
If Zane’s apartment was small or shabby, I really wouldn’t know. We were inside all of three seconds before we were all over each other. My legs buckled through a minute or so of kissing and touching and grinding, before he pulled me through the cluttered blur and into his blessedly warm bedroom.
We were naked in no time, which was both a blessing and a curse. I would’ve liked to take my time stripping my lover’s magnificent body. Dragging my hands and lips over every ridge and ripple, as I let my fingertips and mouth explore acre after acre of hard, smooth muscle.
Zane pushed me onto the bed, where heat from the overhead vents washed over our naked bodies. It contrasted wonderfully against our cold skin. We’d been outside for hours, so entering the warm world of his apartment felt almost like slipping into a hot tub.
“I need you…”
It was a desperate truth. I’d gotten so
wet blowing him, I’d spent half his cute little tour thinking about this moment.
“Zane, I—”
He took me by the hips and rolled me over him, twisting around until we were locked in a hot sixty-nine. I gasped as his tongue slipped inside me. His two big palms grabbing both cheeks of my ass, pulling me down onto his wet, eager mouth.
I’d like to say we went on for hours; sucking, tasting, teasing each other. But it was too hot. Too frenzied. The second he was fully hard I was pulling him from my mouth and sliding my body forward. Pressing the throbbing, mushroom-shaped head of his cock against my saliva-coated entrance, and then impaling myself all the way down in one long, glorious sigh.
Fuuuuuck.
It was like coming home. Scratching some unreachable itch that I’d suffered through all night.
My back was to him as I began rocking gently, testing my limits. He had no way of seeing the ridiculous smile plastered across my face.
“Goddamit, Zane.”
It felt like heaven. Being stuffed so full that it somewhat hurt, but then enjoying that hurt as well. Zane’s hands guided my hips, shifting with my every movement. Letting me have control, but backing me up on every thrust.
No words came this time, from the back of my mind. No internalizations warning me, or even urging me on. We fucked purely. Simply. Like two animals rutting in a flood of heat and adrenaline, until my body stiffened and my head flung back and I screamed my climax at the suspiciously low popcorn ceiling of his tiny bedroom.
“UNGHHH!”
My initial grunt was followed by an explosion that rocked my world. A flutter that began in my stomach and blossomed outward, consuming the entire lower half of my body in a searing white wave of orgasmic bliss.
I rode the entire thing out with my hands splayed across Zane’s beautiful, rock-hard thighs. Screwing myself down on him. Using his body for my own personal pleasure, as the last shuddering waves of joy dragged me back down to reality.
Then I collapsed sideways… and my lover spread my legs wide and slid right back into me.
Ohhhhhhhhh…
I felt totally spoiled. Like the luckiest girl alive. My brain was still reeling from its endorphin rush as Zane began kissing me again, this time taking me with slow, deep thrusts. It was personal. Sensual and intimate. More like making love than fucking…
There was a flutter of heat in my stomach as the intimacy levels flew off the charts. I hadn’t felt like this in ages. I hadn’t wanted to.
But now…
Don’t fight it.
It was hard not to. Not after everything that had happened. Not after the series of events that had caused me to come all the way up here.
