by RB Hilliard
“You okay in there?” Zane called out from the living room.
Shit! “Be right out!” I shouted through my laughter. I raced over to my closet and slipped on a pair of heels. At the last second I stripped off my panties. When I got to my bedroom door, I slowed down my pace and quickly shoved my boobs back in. Like a professional model walking the catwalk, I strutted my ugly ass Muumuu down my hallway and out to Zane.
He took one look at me and burst into howls of laughter. I’d seen him smile, and even laugh, but I had never seen him like this. His laughter was infectious and pretty soon he had me going. Once our hysterical outburst died down, Zane crooked his finger at me. Placing my hands on my hips, I stood my ground and gave him a scathing look.
“You told her I like cats.”
“I did,” he said through his laughter.
“Look at this thing,” I hissed.
“Oh, I’m looking,” he said, and burst into another fit of hysteria.
I glanced down at my right boob creeping out and sighed. “She could at least have purchased the correct size.”
“Come here,” Zane said. Lifting the Muumuu so I wouldn’t trip, I shuffled over and stood in front of him. “I want to see what’s under that awful thing.” His sexy tone made my entire body light up.
I pretended to look at my watch. “I don’t know, it’s awfully late for a booty call.”
He placed his fingers on his chin, as if pretending to think it over. “Well, if this is just a booty call, then we’d better make it quick so I can get home.” Something in his statement hit me wrong and my stomach dropped. Was I just a booty call to him? My face must have given me away because he sat up and reached for me. Once he had me settled in his lap he kissed the side of my head and whispered in my ear, “I’m sorry. I was just playing, babe.” Instead of addressing what was really on my mind, I decided I wasn’t ready to push the issue. I wasn’t ready to let him go yet, so I took the chicken shit way out and kissed him. The next thing I knew he was pulling off the Muumuu and I was reaching between us to unbutton the fly of his pants. He gasped in surprise when I took hold of his hard cock, lined it up to my entrance and sank down on top of him.
“Condom,” he moaned against my lips.
Shit! I completely forgot. I pulled back and stared into his eyes. He was the one being responsible. He was the one being careful. There was so much more to this man than I ever thought possible and, call me stupid, I wanted to know it all. “If you’re clean, I’m on the pill,” I told him. His body tensed for a second and I began to panic. What had I done?
Before I could take it back he rocked his hips. It felt so good that we both moaned. “I’m clean but this is a bad idea,” he said, and rocked his hips again. I’d never had a guy without a condom. Had I any idea how damn good it would feel I might have tried it before now.
“I’ve never taken a woman bare, either,” he confessed. He thrust up and we both groaned again.
Embarrassed as hell, I dropped my head to his shoulder to hide my flaming face, and said, “I can’t believe I said that out loud.”
His chuckle reverberated through my chest. He thrust again and we both moaned. I heard him sigh and raised my head to see what was wrong. His blue eyes sucked me in. “Babe, if you don’t move, I’m going to flip you over and take charge,” he warned.
Staring deep into his eyes, I rose up onto my knees and slowly slid back down. I liked being in control. Something told me he didn’t allow it very often. Up and down I slowly rode him. The whole time he just stared at me and I wanted to know what he was thinking. I wanted to know I wasn’t alone in my feelings. I wanted to peel back his protective layers and find the heart of him. For right now, though, I was happy to settle for whatever this was.
“Cathryn,” he warned.
“Okay, okay,” I muttered and, with a smile on my face, I picked up the pace. When he closed his eyes and dropped his head to the back of the sofa, I knew exactly what he was feeling because I was feeling it too.
“Faster,” he rasped, and I picked up my pace even more.
Finally, not able to stand it any longer, he dropped his hands to my hips and began jacking me up and down his cock. I gasped as my orgasm surfaced and threatened to swallow me whole. He lifted his head from the back of the sofa and the heat in his eyes burned me to the quick.
“Never felt anything like this,” he panted.
My heart stuttered in my chest and then my orgasm ripped through me.
I am crazy about this man.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Zane
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Blake knows something is up.
Cathryn muttered something that sounded like octopus in her sleep and I pulled her to my side and wrapped an arm around her. Work tonight was all kinds of fucked up. Blake wasn’t supposed to be there, so when he appeared out of the blue and ordered a drink, it took me by surprise. Outside of work, we hadn’t spent a lot of time together lately. Apparently it was bothering him more than I realized. He wasn’t the only one. The guilt was starting to get to me, too. I was planning to tell Blake about Cathryn, but needed a little more time to figure out the best way to break it to him. Right after Blake sat down, Hunter told me I had a call. Like a pussy, I jumped at the opportunity to escape to my office. The call was from my attorney, George, who informed me that Ellerman finally caved and the hotel was officially mine. The first thing I thought of was Cathryn and how I couldn’t wait to share the news with her. Before I got the chance to do that, though, Lydia strutted into my office.
“Blake said I could find you back here. I’m happy to see you’re alone,” she purred.
On the outside Lydia Mann was gorgeous to look at. She owned three boutiques, one of which was in Charlotte. She was a savvy businesswoman but an absolute head case where men were concerned. As usual, she was wearing a sexy little designer dress and heels. A month ago, had she strutted into my office, I would have bent her over my chair and fucked the psycho out of her but not now. Now I just wanted her to leave.
Fucking Blake. It looked as if we were going to be having that talk sooner than I’d planned. “That was nice of Blake to send you my way but I’m really busy right now, babe.”
Like a she cat on the hunt, she prowled over to my desk. Tracing a perfectly manicured nail across my tie, she said, “You’re always busy, Zane. I bet I can make you feel better.”
“You could if I wanted you to but I don’t. Look, I told you I would call.”
“But you didn’t and I got tired of waiting,” she pouted.
“Well, that’s too bad. I’m busy now and I would appreciate it if you left.”
Her eyes bugged. “You are not seriously turning me down?”
“As a matter of fact, I am.”
“C’mon, baby,” she cooed.
“Now, Lydia,” I pointed to the door.
“I do not believe you!” she hissed. “I come running every time you call, and you can’t even bother to give me five minutes of your time? That’s bullshit and you know it.” She was right. It was bullshit. Still, it didn’t mean I was going to do anything about it. When she realized I wasn’t going to budge, she turned on her heel and stormed out of my office.
I spent the next few minutes gathering myself. Then I called Blake’s cell.
“Yo,” he answered.
“You still here?” I asked.
“Yeah, I’m up bugging Hunter, why?”
“My office, now.”
“Aye-aye, boss,” he replied, and hung up on me. A few minutes later he walked through the door.
Before he could get a word out I lit into him. “Never send a woman back to my office unless I tell you to,” I warned him.
An expression of guilt followed by anger appeared on his face. “What the fuck? I thought you and Lydia were together?”
“Did I tell you we were together?”
“You didn’t tell me you weren’t. What is up with you lately, man? I never see you anymore and you are always pissed
off when I do.”
“Nothing is up. I just want my privacy respected, especially when it comes to this office and my job. Is that too much to ask?”
When he saw how serious I was, he muttered, “Fine, I’m sorry. I thought you would welcome the distraction.”
“Great, then it’s settled. Do you want a beer?”
His eyebrow shot up in surprise. “You planning on having one with me?”
“I’m planning on having more than one,” I told him.
He took one look at the smile on my face and called it. “You got the hotel.”
“I got the hotel,” I confirmed.
“Hell yes,” he cheered, and then pulled me into a hug. This was the exact reason why I hesitated to tell him about Cathryn…
Cathryn muttered in her sleep and I kissed the side of her head. This woman was turning me inside out. I thought back on tonight’s scene with the muumuu and shook my head. I don’t remember the last time I’d laughed so hard. I stared at her sleeping form and thought about what Blake’s reaction would be when he found out I’d slept with his sister. I tried to do the right thing by her, I really did. The night we had dinner at her place and she kissed me after, I knew I was in deep shit. Walking away that night was the hardest thing I’d ever done but it was the right thing to do. Too bad I couldn’t stay away. From that moment forward, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I wanted her like I’d never wanted anything in my life. Once I finally got a taste, I knew what I’d been missing and I never wanted to give it up. I’d never felt this way about anyone before and wasn’t quite sure how to handle it. When I looked at Blake tonight and realized that the thought of losing Cathryn scared me more than telling him I was in love with his sister, I knew I was fucked. Needing to shut it down and get some sleep, I turned onto my side and pulled Cathryn in. She muttered the word eyeball and I tried not to laugh. Like last night, I pressed my hard cock against her and, with a smile on my face, eventually drifted to sleep.
The next morning I woke first. Cathryn was sprawled on her back with an arm over her eyes. The covers were at the foot of the bed, so I had a bird’s eye view of her gorgeous body. My dick and I both needed her, but first I had to taste her. Careful not to wake her, I slid in close and slowly tilted her leg to the side. My new favorite thing in the whole world was Cathryn’s naked body, especially her bare pussy. I pressed my mouth to her and she moaned but didn’t wake. She did, however, open her legs for me. With a satisfied smile, I slid between them and dove in. In no time at all Cathryn was wide awake, bucking against my mouth and gasping for air.
“Zane,” she moaned. I could tell she was close, so I crawled up her body and thrust deep inside. She shouted my name as she rode out her orgasm. Not in the mood to mess around, I fucked her hard and fast. When she came the second time, I was right there with her.
As we resurfaced, I repeated her exact words from yesterday, “Morning.” Her laughter flowed over me and I knew everything was going to be okay.
The next two nights I had to work late. Each night when I got home, I ended up in Cathryn’s bed. I kept waiting for the sex to get old but it never did. If anything, it just got better.
Our fourth night together, I took off work and ordered Chinese food. After spending the week at her place, I wanted Cathryn back in my apartment and my bed. We had yet to christen the downstairs or the pool and tonight I was planning on doing both.
Right as I finished dishing out the food, I heard a knock at the door. I knew it wasn’t Cathryn because Cathryn never knocked. I thought about ignoring it but quickly changed my mind. It could be a tenant.
“Come in!” I shouted.
The door opened and in walked Blake. On his heels were two regulars at Whisky’s, Tonya and Rosie.
Shit!
My heart raced in my chest but I had to stay cool or Blake would know something was up. “Hey man, why aren’t you at work?” I casually asked. I winked at Tonya and Rosie and they both giggled. Cathryn was going to walk through that door at any moment and I was going to be permanently fucked.
“You ran out the door the other night before we really got a chance to celebrate. I want to party with my best friend!” Blake responded. When he saw my displeased expression, he added, “Don’t worry, Sally and Hunter are handling the bar.” He walked over to where I was standing and, under his breath, said, “Tonya is officially single now, and wants a ride on your stallion.”
Tonya was this hot Asian number with a tiny body and giant tits. I’d been trying to get in her pants for months but she had a boyfriend. Looks like my time had finally come, except I didn’t want it. I only wanted one woman and she was going to walk through that door any second now and flip the fuck out.
“Look, I miss you, too, man but can’t we schedule a guy’s night out or something?” I asked.
Blake stepped back and looked around the room. Of course he zeroed in on the plates full of food.
His eyes widened in surprise when understanding hit. “Shit, sorry,” he mouthed. He turned to the girls, who were gawking at the collection of artwork in the living room, and said, “Zane has plans tonight, ladies. How about we go back to my place and continue this party?” Tonya looked disappointed but I didn’t give a damn. I needed them gone.
With a forced smile, I walked over and held the door open. “Sorry to disappoint tonight but thanks for stopping by. We’ll do it again soon,” I told them. Blake apologized, again, and I felt like shit.
They’d just stepped out the front door of the building, when Cathryn came barreling down the stairs.
She rose up to her tip toes to kiss me. “Sorry I’m late, my dad called.”
“No problem. I just placed dinner on the table.”
She pulled back and scanned my face. “Are you okay?”
“Never been better,” I lied, and ushered her into my apartment.
After dinner I mentioned taking a swim in the pool.
“That sounds good. I’ll go grab my suit,” she said.
“No suits,” I told her.
“I don’t know, Zane.” Her hesitant expression spoke volumes.
I knew what was holding her back and it bothered me. That night with Sally meant nothing to me. We were just blowing off steam. I wanted, no, needed for Cathryn to get past this. Taking her hand, I pulled her in and wrapped my arms around her. Then I whispered in her ear.
“I want you naked in my pool, Cathryn.”
She rested her head against my chest and sweetly sighed, “Okay.” The fact that she was giving me this, even though it clearly bothered her, made me feel like a million bucks.
“Okay?” I asked.
“Yes, okay,” she confirmed.
“Great, I’ll go get towels.” I swatted her on the ass and headed for the office bathroom, and the towels. When I stepped back out Cathryn was standing in the middle of my office floor completely nude. Her hair was a wild mane around her face and shoulders and I had never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life. “Fuck,” I whispered.
“I’m not too sure about this,” she stated.
I toed off my shoes and unbuttoned my pants. “Please, give it a chance?” I asked.
“Fine, but you better make it worth it,” she retorted, and I couldn’t help but smile. Before she could say anything else, I had my clothes off and was dragging her out the door. “Zane,” she said, but I didn’t want to hear it. If I gave her the opportunity, she would talk it to death. I didn’t want her words. I wanted her body in my pool. I wanted to give her something besides Sally to think about when she looked out her window. We reached the edge of the pool and I picked her up and tossed her in. When she surfaced she let me have it. I laughed at her colorful choice of words and then jumped in beside her. When I surfaced she splashed me in the face. I grabbed her and pulled her to me and she wrapped her legs around my waist. When she felt how hard I was for her, she gave me a cocky grin. “I think he likes me.”
As I leaned in and kissed her, I grabbed her ass and ground her
against my hard cock. “He really, really likes you,” I agreed. She snorted, and we both laughed.
“I think you’re just saying that so you can get in my panties.”
I ran my fingers over her clit and her breath hitched. “You aren’t wearing any panties.”
“Semantics,” she gasped.
“I want inside you.”
“Right here?” She pulled back and gave me a wary look.
I kissed her again. “It doesn’t have to be here but it needs to be somewhere and soon.”
She glanced around the pool and pointed to the steps at the shallow end, “How about over there?”
As I walked her in that direction my mind spun different sexual scenarios. There were so many ways I could take her. I sat her on the top step and asked if she had anything in mind. When she flipped around and presented her ass to me I grinned. Yes, this would definitely do. “Knees up on the top step,” I told her, and waited for her to get situated. Once I had her settled where I wanted her, I dropped to my knees on the step right below her and placed my hands on her hips. I gently kissed the side of her neck and she shivered. Pressing myself against her back, I ran my hands from her thighs to her breasts, where I paused to play with her nipples. Moaning loudly, she dropped the back of her head to my shoulder. As I slid my hands from her breasts down her stomach and dipped two fingers in her pussy, she gasped my name and bucked against my hand. “Bend over,” I whispered in her ear. Her ass brushed against my cock as she leaned over and placed her hands flat on the pool decking.
Her head turned and her blue eyes locked with mine. “Like this?” she asked.
“Flat against the pavement,” I instructed, and rubbed my hand up and down her spine. With a huff, she lowered her tits to the pavement. Her legs shifted restlessly on the step, and I could tell my girl was getting impatient for me. I rubbed my hand one more time down her spine, only this time instead of rubbing back up to her neck I continued my descent over her pretty little ass and into the depths of her warm, tight pussy. After a minute or so, I felt her relax into it, and I knew she was ready for me. Slowly I entered her from behind. She clinched around my cock and I groaned. I’d never felt anything so perfect in my whole fucking life. Something told me I never would again. Watching every inch of me taking her was so damn hot. Her pretty little ass hole peered up at me and, not able to help myself, I dipped my finger in her juices and circled it around and around the bullseye. Her whole body tensed and she growled my name in warning. “Shhhh, trust me,” I told her. For a second I thought she was going to buck me off. When I felt her relax, I gave myself a mental high five. Slowly I worked her back up. The second time I visited her ass, she groaned in pleasure. She even let me dip the tip of my finger in. I would have tested her further, except I was too far gone. The second she began to orgasm, I dropped my hands to her hips and began hammering in and out of her. I couldn’t get enough. I never wanted it to end. The second time Cathryn came I was right there with her.