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I’ve almost gone as far as suggesting to Brayden he give him a part time security job since he’s there every night, broody and glowering, scaring away any patron that stares for a little too long.
I feel him shift beside me and when I try to pull away, his arm tightens around me keeping me in place. “Where do you think you’re running off to?”
“I should go to bed, I don’t want to get you sick.”
Zane smiles, a full ear to ear grin I haven’t seen in ages, as he reaches for me and positions me so I’m now lying on the couch beneath him. He lowers his forehead to rest against mine, my hands impulsively reaching for his broad shoulders. I close my eyes, taken aback by the rush of desire that hits me from the mere scent of his body wash and the way my fingers wrap around his biceps.
Silence floats between us, the hum of the air conditioning unit the only sound in the room. Other than the thundering of my pulse screaming in my ears and vibrating through my pussy.
Zane’s hands rest on either side of me against the cushion, his chest hovering over mine. I can hear his faulty breathing and feel him pressing into me yet holding back his weight to not suffocate me. My fingers move against his skin, trailing up and down, feeling his muscles flex between them over the smooth silky skin under my fingertips.
Hot breath tickles my neck and under my ear. “What’s the point of having me around if I don’t get to care for you when you're sick Baby Girl?”
Now it’s his hands that explore my body, starting at my chest and moving down to my stomach. His fingers graze the small patch of skin peeking out from under the fabric of my cotton tee, calloused fingertips searing me with his touch.
I wriggle beneath him trying to find a more comfortable position but the heaviness of his body keeps me in place. Opening my eyes to look at him, I lay my hands flat on his chest watching his eyes flare with desire as I dig my nails into his skin. His chest rises and falls in sync with his heartbeat and the way he’s staring at me makes mine skip a beat.
God this man is everything to me. A lover, a friend, my lifelong partner. If only I’m so lucky.
Then suddenly he’s off me.
“Why don’t we watch a movie baby?”
I shake my head, unable to speak and he grins wickedly in response. “All we do is talk, Zane.”
“Baby, we haven’t nearly said enough. Not really.” He interrupts me, trying to shift off me but I reach up to hold him down.
“I need you, Zane. I want you to take care of me. I need you to show me how you plan to make me feel better.”
Lowering his mouth to my lips, he kisses me softly, whispering something I can barely make sense of against my lips before kissing me hard. Our mouths move in sync, our tongues tangling wildly together trying to taste every inch of one another. The kiss leaves me breathless yet I rather suffocate than ever let him go.
Sitting up, Zane reaches for me and grabs me by my hips, pulling me onto his lap. His cock strains beneath me the moment I feel him against my pussy. My body aches and it isn’t the fever that’s now run its course, no there’s something else entirely that has me feverish - the need to feel him inside me.
Leaning forward, his lips press gently against the pulse point in my neck. “You want to come all over Daddy’s face, don’t you baby?”
“Yes,” I moan, unable to resist moving in circular motions on his lap, trying to feel him closer. He pushes the thin fabric of my cotton shorts to one side and groans when he finds I’m not wearing any underwear. His rough fingers slip through my arousal making me moan out loud when he presses his thumb against my clit.
“Fuck baby, no panties. You’re killing me.” He groans against my neck, sucking at my sensitive skin, marking me with a pretty maroon mark to claim me as his. The thought of others seeing his mark on me makes me so fucking aroused. “You’re so wet Chloe. All of this is for me, baby?”
My back arches when he applies more pressure to my clit. “Yes Daddy. It’s all yours. Fuck me please, Zane. I need to feel you inside of me more than I need to breathe.”
His response is a guttural moan and two fingers thrusting into me, moving in and out while I grind my hips against them, trying to feel them deeper inside. They curve instantly finding my G-spot, something he’s become an expert at. Not that I have anything else to compare him to but something tells me sex isn’t like this for everyone. Not with anyone who isn’t Zane.
“Yes, Daddy please I need more.”
He nods, still sucking at my skin and licking down my collarbone and in between my chest. “You’ll have more of me, baby, I promise but I’m going to be a little selfish tonight cause I know you’re not feeling so great.”
Zane removes his fingers and grabs my hips moving me off of his lap. I whine at the loss of his fingers on me and he chuckles, finding my desperation funny.
I reach for the waistband of his shorts and try to pull them down but he stops clutching my hands and tying them together with a tie he just manifested out of thin air. I’m eager for his cock, needing to feel him inside me but I’m ready to play.
It’s become a routine for the three of us to role play in bed. Since that night he came back to us, we've tried every and any position. We’ve used toys, been bound, gagged, and even flogged, gently of course. But right now I don’t know if I have the energy for any of it.
“Don’t look frightened Chloe, I’m only doing this because I want to be the one to please you tonight. I need nothing in return and I know your hands will wander and make it impossible for me to focus.”
I roll my eyes knowing damn well he’s right and blushing slightly at how well he knows me.
Zane shifts so now he’s the one lying down on the couch, his head propped up against the armrest. “Put your legs over my shoulders.” I obey and crawl to him, positioning myself over his face, my pussy resting just above his lips.
