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I was moaning, kind of panting into his mouth as I neared orgasm. He felt it. I knew he felt it as I bore down on his fingers. He groaned and rolled me over, pinning me again as his fingers dug in and his thumb pressed my clit. It almost hurt, and I wanted it to. I just kissed him harder, pulling him down tome.
He withdrew his fingers and climbed on top of me and I braced for the thrust of his cock. Just once more. Once more and then we’d go back to our lives. He’d go back to screwing everything with a pussy—except me—and I’d go back to screwing the odd random hot guy who crossed my path, up to and perhaps including the occasional rock star… so long as it wasn’t the one currently on top of me, seizing my wrists and pulling my hands up above my head, claiming me, again, with his mouth, his possessivekisses.
Shit, but that was a depressing thought. Way more depressing than it should’vebeen.
He nudged my knees apart and settled between my legs, and as I opened for him, he rammed into me with an urgency that startled me, just like that first time. I gasped in pleasure-pain as my body stretched to take him. All of him. Zane did not hold back in this, or in anything he did. This was pure Zane, and it was beautiful and it was messy and it wasperfect.
His blue eyes found mine and I just nodded, breathless, for him to keepgoing.
He fucked me hard and slow, pinning me there against the bed, churning into me with his hips the way I’d fantasized about him doing a hundred thousand times as I wrapped my legs around him and tookhim.
I felt tears prick at the corners of myeyes.
It was all sooverwhelming.
Suddenly he stopped and withdrew, letting my wrists go as he crawled down my body. Then his tongue found my pussy and it was all over—any over-thinking, any kind of thought at all… rational orotherwise.
He lapped the flat of his tongue over my sensitive flesh once, twice, three times, and I relaxed into the bed. Then he focused on my clit, flicking the tip of his tongue lightly over it, then swirling around, and I shuddered, gasping for breath. After the rough treatment of his hand, the warm, gentle caresses of his tongue, soft and slick, were almost toomuch.
“Ah… Zane…” I gasped out, my voice all raw from last night, “… Ican’t…”
I didn’t know why I said it. I justdid.
“Maggie.” He fluttered his tongue against me and practically growled. “Gonna make you come so hard…” And then he did. With one long, slow lick that set me off like arocket.
I arched and cried out, my voice raw andrasping.
“Fuck, I love your voice,” he murmured against my flesh as I camedown.
Then he was at it again, teasing me to climax, taking his time, taunting and exploring, experimenting as he assaulted my clit with what felt like a thousand different types of licks, nibbles, kisses and strokes from every direction. I went off again and again, until he finally rose above me on his knees,panting.
He braced his hands on either side of me and lowered his hips, stroking the long, hard shaft of his cock against my pussy… and I exploded again, coming so hard as he ground against my clit that I bit mytongue.
“Oh my God,” I panted. “Shit. I bit mytongue.”
“You bleeding?” His brow creased with concern as he slowed his teasing thrusts and I shuddered, still coming down off that lastorgasm.
“No.” I poked my tongue around my mouth. “Just…ow.”
He smiled and leaned down to kiss me softly. Then he lifted my limp legs by my thighs, spreading me wide, and thrust into me. I was so sopping wet by now that even as big as he was, his cock filled me in one smooth motion. No friction this time, no pain. Just slippery wet and heat. He shoved himself in to the root, then started rocking his hips, pumping himself slowly in and out. I met his thrusts, lifting my hips off the bed as he picked up speed, making him lose his rhythm in raggedbreaths.
Then I was on top of him again, riding him with abandon, and then we were tumbling onto the floor. Zane managed to shove a blanket from the bed underneath me, more or less, and then he was pounding into me, hard. Unlike the bed, the floor had no give, and his pounding thrusts felt like punishment. It was a punishment I could take. I wanted it. I wanted him. I wanted him to tear meapart.
His whole body tensed as his breathing got rougher. His dazed blue eyes met mine as he started to come. “Zane…” I rasped his name as his cock jerked insideme.
He growled, low and strained in his throat. “Maggie,” he gasped as he erupted. “Fuck…Maggie…” He pounded into me a few more times, sloppily, completely losinghimself.
I came then, suddenly, his messy, desperate thrusts sending me over the edge again… writhing under him as he buried his face in myneck.
“Jesus… shit,” he panted when it wasover.
It wasn’t eloquent, but yeah, that kinda summed itup.
We were both soaking wet. My whole body throbbed with my heartbeat, every nerve humming andalive.
We lay there a long time, entangled, until the sweat on my body cooled and I started to get cold. He felt me shiver and got up, tugging me to myfeet.
