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ZANDER
I stare at my beautiful girl, her eyes closed as she lies next to me. Her soft breathing rhythmically causes her chest to rise and fall, and she has a hand tucked under her face. Covered in her baby-blue comforter, which I pulled over her once she fell asleep in my arms, she looks like an angel fallen from heaven and too good for this world.
Being a businessman and CEO of a leading pharmaceutical company, my path has crossed with several attractive women, but no one has ever had this effect on me. One look at her gorgeous face and my body fucking revs up like a teenager’s. She has a hypnotizing power over my mind and body, and the craziest thing is, she has no clue.
I run my fingers through her soft hair and tug on the flower petal hidden in the silky strands. Bringing it close to my face, I stare at the crimson leaf and wait for the familiar darkness to grip me.
I’m back in the dark, wet, and cold night. My back, legs, and arms are marked with bruises, my tears mixing with the rain. The pain in my limbs deepens, and my eyes blur as the rain falls harder.
Something red floats from somewhere, fluttering in the wind before me. I raise my aching hands and hold it between my fingers. The rose petal feels weird, and then everything changes. I’m no longer the weak boy, but I’m Zander Teager. I look down to the flower trapped in my fist. A gentle hand lies over mine, opening my grip, and there it is. The rose-shaped diamond I’m giving to the love of my life. I look up to the woman holding my hand, my loving Rose.
Something brushes against my lips, forcing me to open my eyes, and I come face-to-face with Rose. For a second, my groggy brain thinks this is part of my dream, but then I notice the pink walls behind her, the faint morning light filtering through the silk curtains.
Her eyes are closed as she kisses me softly, caressing my lips with hers. I stay motionless, doing nothing but basking in her love. When she opens her eyes, we stare at each other. Her lips are mere inches from mine. She tries to pull away, but I flip her under me. Her eyes widen in surprise.
“Happy birthday, beautiful. I like waking up beside you.”
“Thank you. Me too,” she says, running her hands over my face, grazing my stubble.
“You were kissing me.” My voice comes out hoarse.
“I always do before leaving the bed.” Her cheeks turn pink at the admission.
“I didn’t know that.” I nuzzle her neck, plastering wet kisses on her skin. Then I wait for her to squirm and moan. It’ll take only two seconds. One, two…
“Zander.”
My heart bursts with fucking joy watching how responsive she is. I know it’s sickening to say, but I dig the fact that I was her first kiss, her first lover, her first orgasm, and all other future firsts.
With my face buried in her neck, my weight adjusted on my arms, I move one of my hands to her breast.
“So soft.” I gently bite her neck, making sure I don’t leave a mark. I’m not afraid of anyone seeing it, as my girl is usually clad in buttoned-up flannel shirts, but she has enough marks for a lifetime from her past.
She coos as I pinch her hard nipple through her thin cotton T-shirt.
“Stop squirming,” I chastise as she moves her legs up and down in a futile attempt to get some relief.
“Please.” She tries to free herself from my hold.
“What, baby?” I move from one nipple, which is now a stiff peak, to the other.
“Just…please.”
“Say it and I’ll give it to you.” I look her in the eye. I know she’s still shy with sex-talk, but God, what I wouldn’t give to hear something dirty from her sweet-ass mouth.
“Please,” she begs me.
“Say it, couch girl, and I’ll do whatever you want.”
I give her a long lick from the hollow of her neck to her chin, causing her to tremble in my arms.
Jesus. She looks so fucking hot when she peels my hand from her chest and places it over her sex, rubbing my fingers once over her cotton shorts.
“I’d love to hear from your sexy lips that you want me to rub your pussy and get you off.”
Her breath hitches at my brazen words and then goes away as I rub her briskly.
She’s like a wet dream come true when she twists in my arms, moaning and cooing.
