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Zane laughed. “My Maggie, always prepared for anything.”
Finally reaching the bedroom, Zane kicked the door closed and tossed Maggie on the bed. He was pretty sure there was a bed under all those pillows. His vision started to haze when he saw her push up to her knees, untie the halter and let the pink fabric fall from her to puddle around her thighs. He toed off his shoes and ripped the T-shirt over his head. He strode toward the bed ready to pounce but she stilled him with a perfectly manicured hand to his chest.
“Maggie,” he growled, needing his hands, his mouth on every bit of her.
She simply looked at him with a languid smile playing at her mouth. “I didn’t get to touch you before. I want to.”
He swallowed hard but nodded, not trusting himself to speak. His dick was already so hard he thought it might cut through the denim of his jeans if she took too long. She’s going to be the death of me.
He closed his eyes and let his head fall back as she ran her small, soft hands over his body. They skimmed his shoulder, down his arms then crossed to his chest exploring the hills and valleys where hard muscle met bone. He clenched his jaw and tried to distract himself. Glasgow Coma Scale measurements, cerebrospinal fluid levels, baseball scores flitted through his mind. Anything to help him not embarrass himself before he even got his pants off.
When her fingers traveled lightly across the hills and valleys of his abdomen and started lower, he locked his hand around her wrist to stop her. “Jesus, baby, that’s all I can take for now.”
She gave him an almost shy smile as she drew her hand away to push a stray lock of hair behind her ear but then he saw her eyes were almost black with desire. She rested her arms around his neck and climbed off the bed to stand in front of him, the pink dress dropping to the floor at their feet. Even in her heeled sandals, she still only came up to his chin. He bent to capture her mouth in a searing kiss, sliding a strong arm under her knees, lifting her like a bride and placing her almost reverently against the pink satin pillows that took up most of the space on the bed.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” Zane said gruffly, quickly undoing his button fly as he looked at her. He pulled the small foil packets out of his pocket and threw them on the side table before he removed his jeans and black boxer briefs in one smooth motion. He was so aroused his shaft stood almost flat against his belly, the head red and engorged.
“See what you do to me, baby?” He saw her bite her lip and her eyes widen, taking him in. Her rosebud skin started to redden across her chest and up the smooth column of her neck until her cheeks were pink. When she smiled at him, he reached forward and slid the final scrap of lace down her legs removing the final barrier between them. He stood there awestruck for a long beat. Her airy voice brought him back.
“Zane? I need you.” There were so many things he wanted to do to her but everything else but sheathing himself in her warmth would have to wait. Without breaking his gaze from hers, he quickly tore open a condom and rolled it down his length before covering her with his body. His mouth took hers demandingly as his hand grazed down her body. He found her core and was relieved that she felt more than ready for him. His fingers played with her clit until she was squirming beneath him, giving him those little mewls that drove him so fucking crazy.
She ripped her mouth from his panting, a plea on her lips. “Please, please, now.”
Zane pushed up on his hands and rocked into her slowly. “Is this what you need, baby? Me inside you?”
“God, yes,” she exclaimed. “Don’t stop.”
Zane followed her direction and continued with deeper, faster strokes. He felt her legs lock around his waist, her whole body going taunt before she cried out his name and lost herself to her pleasure. The pulsing around his cock and the heat erupting between them consumed him and he came in wave after wave. He thought he might die from the pleasure of it. He couldn’t remember ever coming so hard and long before. Finally, he rested his forehead against Maggie’s shoulder keeping his weight on his elbows so as not to crush her. They were both panting hard and slick with sweat. When he felt her lightly trail a hand down his back and come to rest on his ass, he knew he’d never been happier.
