“It’s really hard. I promise you. I’ve wanted to get you alone since you came back. I thought I’d never get to see you again. It really messed with my head.”
“Me too,” she said.
The good thing about my parents’ house was it wasn’t far from my own. “We’re home,” I said, turning into my drive. It was a long path to the house still, and she undid her belt and moved closer.
“See?” I asked. “Already trying to take advantage of me. Can’t even wait until we get inside to jump my bones.”
“Jump your bones?” she said with a laugh. “You sounded like Karen.”
I chuckled. “Oh no.” I parked and turned the truck off. “I bet Karen doesn’t do this.” I leaned over and kissed her.
“Nope, can’t say she does.” She giggled. “Would probably turn you on if she did, though.”
I moved back to look in her eyes as I shook my head. “No, it wouldn’t. I don’t share. Not even for kink. I’m very greedy like that.”
“I like that,” she said. “You can be greedy with me.”
I kissed her again, taking exactly what I wanted. “Careful. I might just have to show you how greedy I can be.”
“Do your worst,” she said, rubbing my thigh. Her hand moved up and rubbed my cock through my jeans. It bulged against the fabric, pinching against the seams. The sense of longing grew worse as I craved her.
“Let’s go inside. I want to show you my bedroom.” I was glad Heather hadn’t destroyed my bed. If she’d had an inkling I was with another woman, she would have.
When we got out of the truck, I met Tara at the front and kissed her again, then patted her ass as we walked to the door. I unlocked it and flipped on the lights as we went inside.
I locked it behind us, all the while her hands still roaming my body, and I turned and scooped her up in my arms to carry her.
She put her arms around my neck to hold on and kissed me as I made my way down the hall. When I got to my room where the door was ajar, I kicked it open with my foot and brought her to the bed where I sat her on the end.
“I’ve missed you,” she said, reaching to undo my pants.
“I’ve missed you too, baby.” I ran my hand through her hair as she licked her lips, taking out my cock.
Before I could make a move, she had me in her mouth, and it felt so warm and good that I felt my head spinning. I rocked my hips a little, and she relaxed her throat to take me deeper.
“Fuck, baby, that’s good. You’ve got the sexiest mouth.” I pulled away and leaned down to kiss her.
“I love to pleasure you.”
“But there’s only one problem,” I said, meeting her eyes. She got a look of concern until I smiled. “You’re not naked, and I really want to see you naked.”
She grinned as I reached for her top and pulled it up over her head.
“Lay back and slip your skirt off for me.”
She did as I asked, and I had to love that she was willing to entertain me in that way. She lay back, then slipped off the skirt, kicking it aside. “Do you want me to take off my panties too?”
“No, those are mine, but you can take off your bra for me.” I liked to see her topless in her panties, and there was something about it that had always turned me on.
As she undid her bra and tossed it aside, I cupped her breast and kissed her nipple, sucking and nibbling as I teased it with my tongue. Then I stood up, pushed my pants that were still slung low on my hips, and dropped them to the floor.
I gripped my cock, giving it a tug, and ran my other hand up her thigh. “You look so beautiful,” I said, dropping to my knees. I kissed her mound through her panties, where she had a freshly trimmed little peach just waiting to be tasted.
I moved her panties to the side and slipped a finger beneath the elastic, parting her lips to find a warm wet spot that was waiting for me.
I pushed my finger in deep, caressing her walls, and inserted another one, working her little clit with my thumb until she moaned and bucked.
“I’ve missed this,” she said. “I never knew it was possible to miss this feeling. I want more Zane. I need you inside me.” She closed her eyes, and I could see the blush in her cheeks. She was embarrassed by her words.
“I’ll give you anything you want,” I said. “But can I taste you first? I’ve missed the taste of you.”
She nodded, her face flushed as her chest rose and quickly fell. I hooked my fingers in her panties and pulled them down and off, tossing them aside with the rest of the discarded clothing.
She was so fucking gorgeous like that, her body taut, her nipples peaked as she lusted for me. And strangely enough, I wanted nothing but to please her. I gave a hungry growl and moaned as I tasted her sex. She had a sweet taste that exploded in my mouth and made me ravenous.
I devoured her, fingering her hard as I lapped at her clit and teased it with my tongue.
I wanted to make her come, and it didn’t take long until her first orgasm consumed her, and she writhed so much I had to grip her ass to hold her still against my mouth.
“Zane! Oh my. Oh yes.” She was coming apart, unable to string together a complete sentence. “It’s—that’s—” She panted, giving another moan. “Amazing.”
“Yes, it is,” I whispered. I rose up, smiling at her. She had my cock so hard, I couldn’t wait to come in her.
“You’re laughing at me,” she said with a giggle, putting her hand over her face.
“No, I’m not. I like it when you let loose. It’s hot, baby. I want to make you lose all inhibitions and just let it consume you. I’d never laugh at you.”
She gave me a sweet smile. “I feel safe with you,” she said, and I knew I couldn’t ever let that fail as her smile turned to concern. She was afraid I’d hurt her. I didn’t want her to be afraid of anything with me.
“You are safe with me.” I’d never want her to feel otherwise. I had to make sure I didn’t ever do anything to ruin that.
Chapter 38
Tara
The look in his eyes said so much to me, and I knew in my heart that I was irrevocably in love. That was the scariest part of it all. And while he seemed sincere about me being safe with him, I wasn’t sure if he understood the level of my feelings.
He rubbed my clit, and I was still feeling the aftershocks of pleasure from my first orgasm.
“Don’t stop,” I said.
He smiled. “Oh, don’t worry, baby. I’m only getting started.”
He inserted his fingers again, and after a few seconds, he pulled out and stroked himself. “Touch it and feel how wet you are.”
I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks but did as he asked. I hadn’t ever touched myself in front of anyone, and I hoped it turned him on.
His eyes seemed to darken with a look of lust as he watched me, and he took over, moving between my legs and rubbing his cock up my middle. “Don’t stop,” he said. “Tease that little clit for me.”
I did as he instructed, and he leaned forward, kissing me hard on the mouth. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead on mine. “You’re safe, and you can do anything and turn me on. Do you understand? I’m so turned on by everything you do.”
I realized he was only trying to make me comfortable, and I relaxed and let the pleasure I was giving myself be enjoyed. While I had my eyes closed, my fingers slipping across my clit, teasing and flicking until I could feel another orgasm on the horizon of my pleasure, his cock parted my folds, and his wide head spread me open as it pushed inside of me.
I opened my eyes as he nudged his way in. “Does that hurt?” he asked.
“No, it feels so good.”
He pumped his hips and fucked me, working my depths with a steady rhythm, and he lifted my legs up, my ankles landing on his shoulders as he thrust harder.
Zane stared into my eyes as if he was lost in them, and he closed his as the pleasure overtook him. I felt a certain sense of pride, knowing I was good for him, and it made me want to try new things and
be everything I could for him.
He moved my legs, pushing them back towards my head, and just when I didn’t think it could feel any better, the pleasure intensified as he hit a much more sensitive spot inside me.
My head swam, and I felt so far away all of a sudden, as if I had disconnected from my body and was floating above it, consumed with nothing but euphoric pleasure.
We were no longer two people but energy in motion and extreme sensation.
I didn’t even realize I was being so loud until he spoke. “Come for me.”
I did just as soon as he said it, as if his body had commanded it from my own. And the pleasure was so intense, my toes curled as my eyes rolled back in my head. And Zane didn’t stop.
As I moved to sit up, he reached for me, and in a blink, I was in his arms, his strong arms holding me on his cock. He turned around and sat down, sitting me on his cock. “Ride me,” he whispered in my ear. “Fucking own my cock, baby. Take all you want of it. It’s yours.”
He cupped my ass as I rode him, milking his cock with each bounce, grinding hard on the rebound. I didn’t even let the extra girth of his base stop me.
I put my palm against his chest and pushed him back, planting hands against his shoulders as I moved up and down, rolling my ass as I rode him.
“I’m going to come,” he said, meeting my eyes as if it were a warning, but I wasn’t about to move away from him. I wanted him, all of him. And I knew my bases were covered.
“Come for me, Zane,” I whispered against his mouth before taking his lips with mine. And he brought his arms up around me, holding me down hard on him as he stilled. His cock was so big, taking over every part of me, that I could feel him twitch inside me as his cock erupted.
“You’re fucking amazing, baby.” He licked his lips and kissed me, still pumping his hips.
“You are,” I said breathlessly. “I don’t think I’m done.”
“Good, because this is only the beginning.” He slapped my ass, and I moved off of him, laying back on the bed.
“Come on,” he said. “Let’s take this party to the shower.”
I felt a little self-conscious, even though I’d just been taught a lesson, but I was eager to be with him in the shower.
I offered him my hand, and we stood and went to the bathroom. He was still hard and ready, and my body was primed and ready.
But when we got in the shower, he surprised me. Instead of finding myself pinned against the shower wall with his sex driving into me, he held me in the shower spray and wet my hair, pushing it from my face. The he kissed me, holding me close.
As my chin quivered, he rubbed my arms and kissed my shoulder. “Touch it,” he whispered.
I slipped my hand down and felt his cock was so hard, I could imagine it in me. “I want it,” I said. “Warm me up.”
“Are you ready?”
“Yes. Did you mean it when you said we could do anything?”
He smiled. “Yes, anything you want.”
“Will you put me against the wall?”
He nodded, giving a small chuckle. “That’s what I had planned.” As if he had a new burst of energy, he pulled me close and walked me back to the wall. His shower was big, and there was even a bench in it, but that was of no use at the moment.
Zane moved on me so fast and took me in his arms. Before I knew it, my back and his hips were the only things keeping me off the floor. As we defied gravity, he put my arms up over my head and rocked his hips as he pinned them to the tile.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “If it’s too rough, I’ll stop.”
“No, don’t you dare.” I got an arm free and held on to his shoulders. I wasn’t going to let him go, not then and probably not ever. I didn’t care if he broke me. I just wanted the pleasure to continue.
He worked me through the motions, and it was so good it was as if we were doing it for the first time again. And when I came at the moment of his second release, I felt as if we were one.
“That was intense,” I said with a giggle.
Zane put me on the tile, and even though I found my feet, my legs were limp as noodles. He caught me. “Whoa, you might want to sit until you find your land legs.”
“I don’t have any strength,” I said, feeling a little silly that I had no control over my own body.
Zane held me. “We can stand here as long as we need to.” He reached for the soap. “I’ll even make use of the time.” He caressed my body, lathering me. He slipped his hand between my legs and cupped my ass as he kissed me.
I did the same for him, and in a way, it was so much more intimate than the sex. I felt connected to him on a whole new level and cared for in a way I never had before.
I loved him.
I felt the sting in my chest, knowing that too soon, I’d have to go back to my old life and my old responsibilities. “I don’t want to leave,” I said.
“Stay the night,” he said, not understanding what I meant.
I didn’t want to go home, and I wanted there to be a way I could stay in North Dakota, but instead of correcting him, I nodded. “I’d like that.”
I was going to miss him so much. I hated that we had to say goodbye, but for the night, I was just going to enjoy being in his arms.
As we lay in bed, Zane holding me close until his breathing leveled off and he fell asleep, I looked around the room and wondered what it would be like to live with him and Mila. I imagined myself waking up on a Sunday morning to cook them a big breakfast and having a family gathering with his parents and fishing in the stream whenever we wanted.
I’d have a studio out back where all I did was paint, and I’d build a darkroom in it so I could take my own photographs. Maybe I’d figure out which one I wanted to do more and make a career out of it.
Those fantasies were nice, but I knew it wasn’t going to happen. Zane liked having me around, but he had just come out of a very unhealthy relationship, and while he was probably content to stay long distance, I doubted he wanted more.
What was I going to do, be Mila’s mother? Was I going to watch her while he went out in the fields and worked away from home? I’d miss him so much if he were gone too long. But then, maybe we could make it work somehow.
I kept the fantasy going until I fell asleep, and when I woke the next morning, I rolled over to find him awake and staring at the ceiling. “What are you thinking?” I asked.
“Just that you’re going home today.” He turned his head, and I nodded.
“Yeah, I really should get back. I know Ben is probably losing his mind without me there to hold down the fort.”
He nodded. “Yeah, I guess he needs you.” He seemed depressed but didn’t say anything about me staying.
“I know Karen is going to be happy. She probably misses her extra income back home. Something tells me the men here aren’t the kind to play games.”
Zane shook his head. “Yeah, we’re a special breed. We don’t like games for sure. And I know I’ve had enough of that for one lifetime.” He rolled away from me and got out of bed.
It felt so cold there without him. My heart ached, and I wasn’t even gone yet.
“I should take you back to the hotel, I guess. I have to get Mila, and you have to pack.”
“Oh, yeah, of course.” I wondered if he’d come to see me off. “I’ll call you on my way to the airport.”
He nodded. “You do that, okay?” He turned, and I could tell that something in him had changed. He seemed colder, like he was angry.
All the way back to the hotel, he kept his head down and was quiet, and I couldn’t tell if he was mulling over something or if he had just come back to his senses.
Maybe the night before wasn’t all he had wanted it to be.
Before I got out, he gave me a kiss. “I had a good time last night. I’m glad you stayed.”
“Me too. I’ll call you later.”
He nodded. “Later.”
I got out and walked away, not knowing if I’d ever see him again
. It was the hardest thing I’d ever have to do. But I knew I really had nothing to offer him. He had everything he needed. A loving family, a nice home, money, and a daughter who was everything to him. His love for her was probably all he’d ever need.
If not, he would have spoken up.
Chapter 39
Zane
I let her walk away.
That haunted me as I went to pick up Mila from my parents’ house. What the hell had been wrong with me? I couldn’t just let her go, could I?
But who was I to ask her to stay? To give up her life to live in North Dakota with me and my daughter and my family? She would have been giving it all up for my life, and while I knew she hated Vegas, was that really fair?
The night before had been so special, and I realized just how much she meant to me. I was in love with her, and all I could hope for now was that somehow, we’d find a way back into each other’s arms.
I got to my parents’ house, and when I walked in, my father was lying on the floor, and Mila was walking on his back.
“You shouldn’t let her walk all over you that way, Dad.”
“Your father threw his back out, throwing her in the air,” said my mother. “He forgets he’s no spring chicken.”
“I’m still the rooster around this house,” he said, looking up to give my mother a wink.
“How was your night?” asked my father when Mila got down from his back and walked over to hug my legs.
“It’s was fine.” I looked down at my little girl, who was smiling up at me.
“Where’s Tara?” she asked.
“She’s at the hotel. She’s packing her things.”
“Why?” she said.
“She’s going back home today, Noodle.”
Mila frowned, and my parents went quiet.
“Am I missing something?” I asked them.
My father looked at my mother. “Honey, why don’t you help her gather her things?”
Mom took Mila’s hand and went to my old room, where she’d stayed the night before.
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