He’s never done anything sobrashand intense before, but there’s something insanely dominant about a man flipping over a curvy girl like me without a second thought. I feel like I’m weightless as I desperately try to prop myself up on my forearms. Zeb is too fixated on my ass to notice that I almost lose my balance. He draws one hand over my ass cheeks and grabs onto as much of my flesh as he can hold in one hand.
Let’s just say I havea lotmore than any man can hold in one or two hands with just one cheek. Zeb likes it.
“Fuck, this ass is perfect,” he murmurs.
His cock pokes into my ass cheek, missing its way to the split part between my legs. Zeb chuckles and then jiggles my ass cheeks together again.
“I would die for this ass,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss my ass cheek. I shiver, expecting even more butt play. But Zeb has waited a long time for this. I feel his hands grasping around my waist and then his dick poking again at my entrance. The large, bulging cock head spreads my wetness again and Zeb moves his hips to bury every inch of his dick inside me at once.
From this angle, his dick hits my inner walls even deeper.Oh fuck.I cry out with pleasure and Zeb chuckles with wicked passion.
“That’s right baby, take this dick…”
The wet slapping noises get louder again as Zeb pumps into me from behind. It feels like his dick is getting bigger inside me with each deep thrust. My hips instinctively move back to meet his thrusting and my ass starts clapping around with the wet slapping noises from Zeb hitting it from the back. I never knew he had those crazy animal urges in him, but it feels good to allow Zeb to act on his desires.
The build up of pleasure between my legs feels incredible. I don’t want him to stop thrusting, hitting all my sweet spots from behind, but I have to slow down just enough so I can breathe. I shudder and try to move my hips away for a moment of relief from the onslaught of intense pleasure. Zeb’s urges instantly shift, becoming dark. Possessive. His hands grip my ass cheeks firmly and he pulls me all the way back onto his cock.
I’m too weak to withstand it. Unbidden waves hit me and when I squeeze my thighs together in a desperate attempt at relief, I only end up cumming harder.Oh fuck. Oh fuck.I moan and try to steady myself on my forearms but Zeb keeps slamming into me from behind. I scream in pleasure as he hits me seemingly even deeper with each stroke.
I should have known he was crazy in bed from the minute I saw him punch a guy for entertainment in the bar. The way he climbed into the shower with me. He wasn’t holding back because of me… but because of this…
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum…” he moans, sounding almost breathless and just as bound up by the intense feelings as I am. I push my hips back against his dick, teasing him with the same unexpected movements that he teased me with. Zeb groans and I feel his dick jerk inside of me. He desperately thrusts his hips forward, nestling his hips against my ass as he empties his cock inside me from his position behind me.
I shudder from the strange gush of pleasure that ensues as ropes of Zeb’s hot cum spill from his cock and coat my innerwalls. I can feelhimall over me. His seed inside me. How thick and hot it feels makes me feel a pulse of pleasure that tightens my pussy around Zeb’s dick, forcing another desperate groan out of him.
“I’m leaving every drop inside you, Angel,” he murmurs, making me slick, desperate, and strangely still aroused by his closeness. I feel his cock jerking a few more times and he slowly removes himself from me. A pang of emptiness settles in my chest. I still want to be close to him. Zeb might have cuddled with mebefore sex, but given the brutish way we just made love, I’m not sure he will crave closeness.
A soft kiss on my lower back forces me to question my assumptions. Zeb kisses his way up the length of my spine, gently fondling my soft flesh until his hands get to my breasts and he’s in a position where he could press me into the bed like a pancake. Instead, Zeb rolls off of me, taking my body along with him as he rolls into the sheets.
“I love you, Janelle,” he whispers, kissing me on the cheek. “I need you right here tonight…”
I look up into Zeb’s eyes, wondering how I could be so sure about him. Could I be wrong? Could this be too risky?No.I can see the difference. I can feel it. He’s not like any man I’ve ever been with. I didn’t need Zeb to even tell me that he loves me, because he shows it in his actions. Of course, I love hearing the words, but they mean more backed up by his actions.
The way he’ll kill for me.
The way he would die for me.
The way he would cross the country and fight a war for me.
My ex-boyfriend cheating on me was supposed to break me, and it feels weird that instead I ended up… here. In the right place. With the right man. I want to say the words to Zeb, but I don’tknow if my body will allow me to say something so deep to a man again. My lips move up towards Zeb’s, silently pleading for a kiss. I hope it will help.
Zeb kisses me.
And the words spill out of my mouth. “I love you too.”
He holds me close and I know… I made the right choice.
“Don’t leave me, Janelle,” he says. “I couldn’t take it.”
“I won’t.”
“Good,” Zeb murmurs. “I never knew it was missing ‘til I found you but… I think you must be my other half…”
Chapter Thirty-Five
Isaac
13 Days After Zebulon’s Wedding
