Sneaking into the bathroom, V took a few minutes to wash her makeup off, brush her teeth and then comb her hair before changing into a tank top and boxer shorts that she brought along to sleep in. Once she was finished, she made her way back to the bed where Zane was propped up against the headboard, watching television.

Without a shirt on.

Heaven help her.

Had she seriously been thinking about sleep just a few minutes ago? There was no way she was thinking about it now. Not with Zane spread out before her like a feast.

“Hmmm...” Zane’s mumble had V’s eyes darting to his, a blush infusing her face. He’d caught her admiring him, and she couldn’t hide the fleeting embarrassment that overcame her.

“I like when you look at me like that,” Zane stated as their eyes met. “It’s like you want to feast on me. Is that what you want?”

V knew he was teasing her, but what Zane didn’t know was that he’d nailed it accurately. No longer were her eyelids heavy with the need to go to sleep, they were now heavy with something entirely different.

“Answer me, V,” Zane stated with a bark of demand in his tone.

His demeanor belied the hungry animal just beneath the surface, and V loved that about him. He looked like the average, laidback country boy, but deep down, he was an alpha male with serious control issues.

She stood rooted to the floor, watching as Zane slowly unbuttoned his jeans, then lowered the zipper, his eyes watching her as he did. When the denim eased open, revealing his impressive erection, V fought the urge to gasp. She wanted him to think he didn’t affect her, but she knew she wasn’t fooling anyone but herself. She was mesmerized by the sight of all that muscle, toned and rippled, beckoning her to touch him. Zane Walker was by far the hottest man she had ever met. Even though she was inclined to agree that all of the Walker brothers were exorbitantly gifted in the looks department, not a one of them held a candle to Zane’s perfection.

He didn’t beckon her over, but somehow, her feet carried her closer to the bed until her knees bumped the edge of the mattress. Directly in front of her, sprawled out like a god that needed to be worshipped, Zane stared up at her, his cock firmly in his grasp. She watched as he slowly stroked from the root to the tip and then back down, never increasing his rhythm and looking all the more relaxed. Here she was, heat pooling between her thighs, her mouth watering, and her nipples acting as a homing beacon with Zane as the intended target.

Climbing up onto the bed with him, V stayed between his spread legs as she moved in closer on her hands and knees. The seductive, sly grin he shot her was like an arrow straight to her clit, making her body zing with awareness. She loved when he turned all that charm on her. Thankfully, V had never witnessed another woman being the recipient of all that country boy charm, and she was grateful for that. At least she could think for a little while that it’d all been saved up for her.

Lowering her head, she kept her eyes trained on his before sticking out her tongue and licking him like a lollipop, applying just a tad more pressure against the vein running along the underside of his shaft. When he growled, dropping his head back and closing his eyes, V mentally patted herself on the back.

Without using her hands, she continued to play with him, lavishing his cock with her tongue and sucking him into her mouth, but only briefly. She glimpsed the contraction of his stomach muscles, felt the way his thigh muscles knotted against her arms, and each reaction spurred her on.

He hadn’t said a word and V was surprised. She’d come to expect a play by play with him, and honestly, she was anticipating it. She knew at some point he would break, she just hoped she could outlast him.

When Zane pressed one thigh up between her legs, she couldn’t resist the urge to grind down against him, applying just enough friction on her clit to have chills running up and down her spine. She knew she probably could get off this way, but she didn’t mention it to Zane. If she were lucky, which after the night they had at the club she was pretty sure she would be, there was going to be a lot more in store for her than just some dry humping and a little oral stimulation. Although, she was greatly looking forward to some oral stimulation – both his and hers.

Zane’s hips began to move slightly, his cock pressing firmly against her tongue as she continued to lick him, trying to avoid taking him into her mouth as much as possible. The temptation to suck him hard and deep was intense, but V wanted this to last. She owed him a little teasing after all of the sexual torment he usually put her through.

Turning her head slightly, V opened her mouth and then used her teeth to lightly scrape the underside of his cock, starting at the crest and then sliding ever so slowly down to the base before she teased his balls with her tongue. That earned her a grunt and a growl from Zane as well as his fingers sliding into her hair and holding her to him firmly.

“Ahhh, fuck, V.”

She smiled as she continued to bathe him with her tongue, ensuring she went slowly although he was beginning to drive his hips upward to meet her mouth.

“All the way. Suck my balls into your hot fucking mouth, V.”

Her body hummed with desire as he instructed her, the rough, gravel pitch of his voice proof that she was succeeding at driving him wild. She did as he instructed, opening her mouth wide and sucking his balls fully inside before moaning her acquiescence, knowing that the vibration likely would have him moaning.

“Son of a bitch!”

Bingo.

Zane’s fingers fisted in her hair, lifting her head and effectively dislodging his cock from her mouth. Before she knew what happened, she was on her back, Zane kneeling between her thighs with a smile on his face that promised some heated retribution.

She wasn’t sure she was going to make it through the night.


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The woman drove him absolutely wild with a smile, and when she turned her attention on him in other ways, Zane barely managed to control himself. He hadn’t been this quick on the trigger since high school, but somehow V managed to pull him right to the edge where he had to hang on by his fingernails just to keep from coming.

This was why she was now beneath him.

He didn’t have any problem going from point A to point C, but he damn sure wasn’t going to avoid point B just to get there.

“Lift up your shirt,” he instructed, doing his part to pull the tiny pink boxers down her legs.

She teased him by lifting the shirt enough to bare her flat, tan belly, but little else. Zane cocked his eyebrow at her which was all it took to have her laughing beneath him. In one expeditious movement, Zane had her almost folded in half, the tops of her knees almost touching the mattress and her pretty pink pussy suggestively displayed for him.

“Mmmm.” Zane licked his lips, glancing between her legs and then up at her face. The laughter died instantly, and now V was panting as she watched him.

Using the same techniques she had used on him, Zane lowered his head, trailing his tongue from the top of her slit, careful not to graze her clit, then all the way down to her opening. He repeated this over and over, licking her like an ice cream cone until she was moaning his name and begging for more.

“Lift up your shirt,” he repeated his instruction from earlier, wondering how long it would take for her to realize this was her punishment for disobeying him the first time. There was no way Zane was going to let her come until he was satisfied that she was doing what he asked.

He watched as she lifted the thin tank top up and over her full, firm breasts, her fingers grazing her nipples in the process.

“Play with them,” he told her, not lowering his mouth back to where she wanted him until she did. When she began pinching and twisting her nipples lightly, he licked her again. He kept watching her and every time she applied more pressure to her nipples, he applied equal amount of pressure with his tongue until he was flicking her clit with fervor, listening to her moan and plead once more.

“Zane!” He sensed her warning, she was close, but he wasn’t quite ready for her to come just yet, so he pulled back. That earned him a death glare and a huff of frustration which only made him smile.

“You like that?”

“God, yes.”

“Well, I’ll keep going, but you have to do something for me.”

“Anything,” she stated firmly, and for once, Zane believed she was serious.

“Tell me what you liked most about the club. About what you saw other people doing at the club tonight,” he ordered her and then lowered his head once more, running his tongue lightly over her slit once again as though starting over from the beginning. This time he teased her anus with his tongue while he was at it, and V cried out.

“Tell me, or I’ll stop.”

“The second floor,” she whispered, sounding both nervous and highly aroused.

Zane licked her, teasing her clit one time. He paused and waited. He could do this all night.

“The one room...” she began, her breath catching as he moved his tongue against her again. “The one with the two girls and one guy.”

Zane knew exactly what room she was talking about. That had been pretty fucking intense, he had to admit. It wasn’t anything that he couldn’t see in any typical porn video, but seeing it live had been enough to make his dick hard.

He paused again, waiting for her to continue.

“I liked how one girl was fucking the other girl’s mouth.”