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When I run my fingers through the length, I don’t see any other spots, but the growth at my roots is noticeable. Wetting my bottom lip, I think about what I want to happen. I think about the dark roots turning to the same shade of pink that covers the rest of my hair. It takes a second or two, but with my next breath, the dark hues transform into gloss pink…all except the full-length black strip behind my ear.
Focusing harder on that one section, my eyebrows furrow as I try to make my magic transform it, but no matter what I do, it stands dark against my skin. I give up when it’s clearly not going to shift, hanging the towel on the hanger by the vanity before I head back into my room.
“Holy. Fuck.”
I startle as I find Zane sitting at the foot of my bed. His eyes are fixed on my body and it takes me a second to realize I’m completely naked. The clothes I had pulled out for the day are folded beside him on top of the sheets, but I get the feeling that he’s not going to make putting them on very easy.
My skin prickles under his intense gaze as his eyes slowly make their way up my body, burning into mine when I take a step toward him.
“The fact that you don’t shield yourself or hide away is hot as fuck. I’m adding this as a rule in the handbook,” he states, the corner of his mouth tugging up, and I shake my head at him.
“I didn’t think it would be possible to add anything else to such a thick handbook,” I breathe, taking another step toward him, and his gaze drops back down to my bare chest.
Zane clears his throat, swiping a hand over his mouth, and it takes a good few moments before his eyes find mine again. “I came in here to talk, but my brain can’t function with you looking like this,” he admits, and it sends an additional shiver of need down my spine.
Nibbling at my bottom lip, I slowly move toward him, eliminating the remaining distance between us until I’m standing between his open thighs. His hands instantly find my waist, tugging me an inch closer, and my palms settle on his shoulders.
“You’re a fucking tease, Dove,” he says with a groan, his fingers ghosting over my hips as he draws delicate circles. I need to be closer to him.
With my gaze locked on his, I shift to place my knees on the bed on either side of his thighs so that I’m straddling him. His fingers tighten at my waist, pulling me down on top of his cock, making me groan this time.
“I don’t know what you mean,” I mumble, playing innocent, and he scoffs.
“Please,” he rasps, stroking his thumbs to the apex of my thighs, teasing the sensitive flesh as my hips instinctively roll. “My dove wants her cunt stretching with my dick, doesn’t she?”
My core clenches, my nipples pebbling as the air around us thickens with need, and I shiver. I’m a bundle of tension, a ripple of desire, and I want to watch this man play my body to perfection.
He tightens his hold on my left side as he grinds up against me. At the same time, his other hand pinches my nipple, making me gasp. “Tell me what you want, Raven.”
I’m already putty in his hands and we’ve barely even started. I want him as breathless as me, as desperate as I am. Leaning closer, I bring my lips to his ear, swiping my tongue over the lobe first before sinking my teeth into his flesh. When he groans against my skin, I force myself to release my teeth so I can press my lips against his ear and whisper. “I want you to use me, bend me, break me.”
“Fuck, Dove.” His grip on my waist and nipple tighten, bringing me so close to pain, but the butterfly-soft kisses at my throat add the perfect sprinkle of pleasure. “I want your cum dripping down my dick.”
Shit, I want that too. Now.
“What else do you want?” I push, my voice getting raspier as he leans back slightly to use his magic to remove his boots, pants, boxers, and t-shirt so he’s as naked as me. Feeling his skin against my own heightens my senses and I’m ready to grind against his leg to get off, I’m that needy.
“I want you to be a good little dove and sit on my face,” he orders, and before I can truly process his demand, he’s shuffling up the bed with me in his grasp until his head nestles against my pillows.
Before I can place my hands down on either side of his head, he’s grabbing my waist and lifting me around like a rag doll. I fucking love it. The room spins as I’m hoisted into the air before I’m unceremoniously draped over his face.
This motherfucker spun me around so my pussy is a breath away from his lips, but I now have the pleasure of taking in the length of his body. His hands on my thighs make my spine tingle, his glistening cock pleading for me to lean closer.
One sweep of his tongue through my folds and I’m dropping to my elbows, my mouth an inch away from his length. “Taste me, Dove.” His lips drag over my clit as he speaks and my back arches with need.
Desperate to give him what he wants to satisfy us both, I drag my tongue all the way from the base right to the very tip before slowly repeating the action in the opposite direction. As I work my way back from base to tip again, his tongue penetrates my core as his hands palm my ass, kneading my body perfectly as I blindly seek more friction.
“Fuck, Zane,” I bite, pushing up onto my palms before I press the tip of his cock against my tongue and swallow him down.
The air thrums around us as our groans mingle together. “That’s it, Dove. Take my dick. All the way,” he demands, his hips lifting up off the bed to aim further down my throat. His tongue at my core is instantly replaced with his fingers as he nips at my clit with his teeth.
The heavy weight on my tongue and the fullness at the back of my throat combined with the stretch of my pussy has me on the cliff, ready to dive head first in a matter of seconds. Hollowing out my cheeks, I bob my head in time with his thrusts, eager to please. His moans turn to snarls as he thrusts up past my lips, harder and faster, and I start to gag. The second he relents, I slam my hand on his thigh, digging my nails into his skin as I continue to force him deeper into my mouth.
I fucking love it.
“Fuck, Raven. You like that, huh?” Zane asks, a fistful of my hair in his hand as he pries me from his cock, forcing me to glance back at him. “Fuck yeah, you do. Which birdie wants to be a good girl and choke on my cock?” I can’t answer, I’m breathing so hard, but it’s like my panting speaks to him directly. “Do you love the feel of unshed tears filling your eyes as my cock hits the back of your throat, Dove? Is that it?” I manage a nod and his grin spreads wider across his face. “Come for me as you do it.”
His words are barely past his lips as he releases his hold on my hair and I collapse over his length again, eagerly sucking him down without further prompt. The second he’s nudging the back of my throat, he plunges two fingers deep into my pussy as his tongue swirls around my clit. My hips are moving of their own accord, grinding and riding like my life depends on it. Only seconds pass before the telltale sign of an orgasm burns at the base of my spine.
