Nicole Edwards - Zane

And here they were finding solace in one another while at the same time avoiding those crucial conversations that should be had between two people who care about one another. There was no doubt in her mind that she cared about Zane, but V was terrified to admit it to herself. But this she could do. Mind numbing bliss at the hands of the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on.

When Zane put his hand on her shoulders, easing her down to her knees, V didn’t question him or herself. She knew what he wanted, but more importantly, she knew what they both needed. A break from reality. This was their chance.

Easing to her knees before him, V unhooked the button on his jeans, lowered the zipper and then pulled the denim down his thick thighs. She glanced up at his eyes before letting her gaze drift down his impressive chest, his washboard abs and that sexy as hell “V” that dipped in below his waist. The man was yummy.

“Put your mouth on me,” Zane urged, one of his hands looping into her hair, a sharp, intriguing tingle shooting from her scalp straight down her spine. She liked when he took charge, showing her exactly what he wanted.

Gripping his thighs, V allowed Zane to control her movements and to her delight, he did not disappoint in the control department. Just like everything about Zane, he was fluidly graceful and powerful, exuding that alpha persona with ease. There was no doubt he was the lead now, just like every other time and V gave herself over to him.

“That’s it, V,” Zane groaned as he continued to thrust slow and easy against her tongue, holding her head immobile. The delicious way he owned every move she made and the tingle that bolted from her scalp to deep down in her core had V moaning around his erection.

She never would’ve imagined being the type to enjoy giving a man a blow job, but with Zane, V was learning so much about herself. With him, it was different. Everything was different. Hell, she was different. She wanted him, pure and simple, any way she could have him.

Zane’s hand gripped her hair more firmly as he pulled his cock from her mouth, holding the firm, thick shaft against her lips. “Lick me,” he instructed and V stuck out her tongue, gliding over the smooth underside as she looked up at him.

“Just like that,” he crooned, moving his hips so that his cock slid back and forth over her tongue. “Open your mouth.”

V slowly opened wider, and when Zane moved closer, she knew what he wanted. She eased her tongue farther down his shaft as he pulled his cock higher, giving her access to his scrotum. V began licking tentatively, teasing him more than anything, but never took him fully into her mouth. That was what he wanted, and based on his groans, she knew he wasn’t going to tolerate her teasing much longer.

“All the way,” he demanded, his voice sterner than ever before. “Suck my balls into your mouth.”

She did as he instructed, sucking him fully into her mouth, using her tongue to glide back and forth over the sumptuous, hairless skin.

“Oh, yeah,” Zane groaned again, pulling her hair as he slid from her mouth. “It’s too good, baby.”

Well, she begged to differ. V was pretty sure that nothing with this man was too good. She knew that no matter how high he took her, there was always so much more in store and she found herself aching for him.

“On the bed,” Zane instructed as he removed his jeans and boxers, dropping them to the floor in his haste.

V crawled onto the bed, turned over onto her back, but apparently Zane had other ideas because he deftly flipped her onto her stomach, his hands groping her ass and holding her still.

When his warm body came down on top of her, the evidence of his desire pressing intimately between her thighs, V wished like hell he would move things along. She wanted to feel him inside of her. His mouth came down to her ear, his heated breath teasing the hair at her nape.

“Do you know how bad I want to fuck your ass, V?”

His words sent sparks of pure unobstructed heat straight to her core, making her body tense in anticipation.

“I can’t stop thinking about the night when Beau had the pleasure of burying his dick in your sweet pussy while I fucked your tight ass. Do you remember that night?”

He knew she did. There were times when V relived the most erotic experience she had ever known, and she ended up with chills. It was the most sensual moment of her entire life, and despite her original reluctance, V had given in to both men, and when they both entered her at the same time, she realized she would never know anything quite as omnipotent as that. She even secretly wished for it to happen again, but she had never requested it, nor would she now.

“I remember,” she whispered.

Zane snaked his arm beneath her neck, cupping her head and turning it so that she was practically looking up at him while her body was flat against the bed. He was so damn hot, his heartbeat pounding a steady rhythm that she could feel against her back.

“Did you enjoy it?”

V wouldn’t lie to him. “Yes.”

“Tell me how much you enjoyed it,” he urged, sliding his cock between her thighs and aligning with the wet, aching entrance to her pussy.

“I loved it,” she moaned as he teased her, slipping the very tip of his cock inside of her, but never giving her exactly what she wanted.

“I want to do it again, V.” Zane placed light, fluttering kisses against the side of her mouth. “I want to watch Beau lick your sweet pussy. Hear the way you moan when he reams your ass with his tongue. Watch while you fly apart with us both buried inside of you again.”

His dark tone turned her to mush. She tried to spread her legs, attempting to get him deeper because she needed for him to fuck her. It wasn’t just the threesome that turned her on, but the way Zane controlled it. He directed every movement, ensuring her pleasure more so than his own. She knew that the Walker brothers shared women. That wasn’t a secret. And V was pretty damn sure Zane and Beau had done it on more than one occasion, but the way they treated her as though she were the only one that mattered... That had been explosive.

“You’re so wet, baby,” Zane whispered against her ear, using his teeth to nip at her earlobe as he continued to tease her, slipping a little more into her body with each passing second. He was heavy against her, and he limited her movements with his muscular body on top of hers. It felt so damn good. He was pressed perfectly against her, the hard planes of his chest against her shoulder blades, the sculpted muscle of his abs against her lower back.

“More,” she begged, trying to wiggle beneath him.

“My pleasure,” Zane growled before slamming into her, ripping her orgasm straight out of her with the brunt force of his penetration.

V never expected to come like that, never even knew it was possible, but here she was, her body spasming out of control as Zane hefted himself off of her, raising her hips until she was on her knees before he began pounding into her once more.

When he slapped her ass, V screamed, another orgasm exploding within her depths. She could barely hold her body up, and the impact of his hips ramming into her, continued to push her farther and farther up on the bed, but Zane didn’t slow his thrusts, hurtling her into the abyss again.

Finally, Zane gripped her shoulders with both hands, holding her still as he pistoned his hips over and over against her backside, his cock buried deeper than she thought possible.

“Fuck!” Zane growled, and V was overcome once more with another release so powerful, she feared she might lose consciousness.

With one final, soul wrenching thrust, Zane groaned his release, falling forward on top of her, kissing her lightly on her temple as V allowed the darkness to consume her.

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The following morning, Zane awoke with the sun shining through the plate glass window that peered out over the creek bubbling gently just a few yards away. He’d always loved waking up to the peace that he’d found in his home, but this morning was exceptionally gratifying. There beside him, snuggled against his side was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.

She was naked and warm and more tempting than he thought possible. Except, he wasn’t about to wake her again, even if his desires were insatiable. After all, he had woken her in the middle of the night, sliding into the warmth of her body as she wrapped herself around him tightly. Zane wasn’t sure he’d ever tire of being with her, especially like this.

Pulling her closer, he spooned against her back, sliding his legs against hers and holding her in his arms. Her hair teased his nose while the scent of her relaxed him, her supple, smooth skin felt so delicate beneath his palms. This woman did something to him that Zane hadn’t thought possible. When it came to V, he knew it wasn’t just sex he wanted, although they certainly caused sparks, there was no doubt about that. He loved the way she handed the control over to him without question.

But watching her sleep could comfortably become one of his favorite pastimes. He’d never had the luxury of waking up beside her until now and Zane was pretty sure he’d never forget this moment.

V stirred slowly, snuggling closer as she ground her ass against his groin. He was hard pressed not to slide between her thighs once more.

“Good morning,” he greeted her tenderly, his lips against her ear.

Pushing the long strands of her hair away from her face, Zane studied her profile and his heart nearly jolted out of his chest when she smiled. Honestly, he had expected V to freak out after having spent the entire night curled up against him so seeing a smile was a pleasant surprise.