“Like what you see?” Zane asked. There was a hint of amusement in that low, gravelly tone of his, and I nodded enthusiastically as my hands roamed over him once more.
“Are you real?” I said softly. Teasingly.
A deep, low chuckle made those muscles I was admiring flex. “Yeah, I’m real.” He bent down, cutting off my view of his body as his fingers tucked into the hair at the base of my head—using that gentle hold to position my face so it tipped back to meet his. “Real crazy about you.”
Warmth spread throughout my chest as his words reverberated throughout my body, and I trembled a little.
“Can I keep kissing you now?”
I may have nodded or I may have just curled my palms around to the base of his neck and pulled him to me, but either way we were kissing again, and my heart began pounding harder and harder with every bold stroke of his tongue against mine.
Slowly, he lowered us back onto the bed, and when my spine flattened against his comforter, only then did he move his mouth away from mine. His lips found my jaw and my neck while his hand…oh God…his hand skated along the outer contours of my body before stalling at my hip and playing with the lace laying against my skin.
“Don’t tease me,” I whined as another tremor fueled by nerves and adrenaline shook my body. “Please don’t tease me, Zane; I can’t take it.”
I felt him grin against my skin. “What do you want first, princess? My fingers or my mouth?”
“F-fingers,” I stuttered. I liked the way he was touching me in his truck, and I wanted more of that.
In response, his fingers flexed into my flesh as his mouth worked along my neck and to my breast, licking and suckingbefore he hooked his fingers under the lace and slowly traced the delicate fabric to where?—
There. God, right there.
My back bowed off the bed as his fingers sought out and found entrance to my opening. One and then two, and while the initial stretch pinched a little and drew a gasp from my lips, the pleasurable sensation that followed erased any discomfort. My stomach muscles flinched as his mouth teased my breast and his fingers moved inside of me, and something buzzy and warm started to swirl around low in my belly. It almost felt like the aftermath of taking a shot of whiskey. The burn. The warmth. The low buzz. I didn’t really like whiskey, but this? This I liked.
“Talk to me, princess,” he murmured, nuzzling my skin. “Tell me what you like and what you want.” His teeth nipped at the underside of my breast. “Do you want to come like this? With my fingers buried deep inside you.” My body bowed again as he curled his fingers inside of me, making this come-hither motion that sent little lightning bolts of electricity shooting through my limbs.
I loved his confidence—adored it—but I’d never achieved a climax…ever.Heath was not generous, and all of my past sexual endeavors with him had been a one-sided thing. I never really put much thought into it, but looking back now, after all I’ve been through and was currently experiencing with Zane…I’d been nothing more than a warm body for Heath to get off in. Used and abused and tossed aside when he grew tired of me. And I’d been too embarrassed to discover that sort of thing on my own so…yes, I would love to achieve that sort of mind-blowing bliss from just Zane’sverytalented fingers. But the real question was, could I?
“Don’t go shuttin’ down on me,” he said, scattering open-mouthed kisses over my breast and chest.
“I don’t know if I can.” The words fell from my mouth before I could stop them. “I’ve never?—”
“There’s a lot of ‘I’ve nevers’ coming out of your mouth tonight,” he said, pushing up to claim my mouth as his thumb swiped against that highly sensitive spot between my legs. I gasped as my hips jerked. “We’re gonna fix that.”
And then he was gone.
All at once his mouth was no longer on mine and his fingers were no longer inside of me. The absence of it all was…devastating.
But before I could question why he’d pulled away so suddenly, the mattress moved as he stood up from the bed and moved between my legs. Never taking his eyes off of mine, Zane leaned forward and hooked his hands under my thighs, fingers digging into my soft skin as he drew my body to the edge of the bed. Another one of those adrenaline-fueled tremors rocked my body as he slowly rid me of my lace underwear before kneeling on the floor between my legs. My knees wanted to fall together on instinct and partly out of embarrassment because I’d never been so exposed before, but Zane was already there…pressing a kiss to the inner part of my knee and then moving up along my thigh.
“You good?” he asked, nuzzling my thigh and pressing a wet kiss to my sensitive flesh.
I nodded like he could see me.
“Use your words, princess.” He nipped at my skin, then soothed the sting with a sucking kiss.
“I’m good.” I somehow managed to get the words out around the tight ball of nerves lodged in my throat. I couldn’t think straight, and everything really got jumbled up inside my head when Zane leaned in and made one long, languid lick up my center. I bucked off the mattress with a gasping moan because…holy shitthat felt good. Strange, new, andsooofucking good.
Zane’s fingers dug into the tops of my thighs, bringing me back down to the edge of the mattress where he taunted me again with another one of those lazy strokes. My hips jerked again, but he held me in place this time as his tongue began to explore—each lick and stroke driving my body into a riot of sensations I honestly had no clue how to navigate. It was too much, and I was so overwhelmed, and I needed to do something with my hands other than grip the comforter for dear life as my body soared to a place it had never been. Without even thinking, my body just…sort of…took over, and I clasped a hand over my breast—trying to mimic the way Zane’s mouth felt against it earlier.
“Goddamn, Andi,” Zane mumbled, and I looked down the length of my body to meet his heated gaze. “I want you to keep touching yourself like that when you come.” He pressed a kiss to my clit, and I moaned while rolling my head back and cupping my breast harder. My hips rolled of their own accord against his mouth as his lips closed over that bundle of nerves, sucking deeply as he sank a finger into me.
I want to say I moaned his name as my other hand flew to my unattended breast, cupping it just as hard as I was cupping the other, but the sound that came out of my mouth was foreign to my ears. The sensation building within me was just as foreign, a tingling buzz that started out kinda slow at the base of my spine but then raced throughout my body.
“Zane,” I panted, unsure of what to do here because…I didn’t want to lose this feeling.
Another finger sank into me, curling in time with the other as Zane’s mouth latched onto my clit and suckedhard.
