Oh, hell.
“Zane!” V screamed his name as her orgasm tore through her, altogether throwing her off balance with its intensity.
Zane was on his feet, holding her in his arms, pulling her against his chest as her body trembled from the aftershocks. How did he do that? He barely touched her, and she came apart like this was her first time and she didn’t know what to expect.
When her heart rate finally returned to normal, V looked up at him, noting the adorable smirk on his handsome face. The man was truly beautiful: dark hair, square, rugged jaw, smoldering smoke-blue eyes, and a wicked, mischievous smile that could light up the darkest corners of her soul.
V knew she was falling for him, knew she would do herself a favor by staying as far away from him as she could, but she couldn’t bring herself to do so. The three months he was in the hospital was torture. Even if she asked Zoey about him all the time, V had refused to go see him.
She didn’t want to feel anything for him, yet here she was, overcome with emotions that were better left alone. This was supposed to be about pleasure, about extreme sexual gratification. There should be no room for emotions and feelings and all of that lovey dovey crap that she didn’t want any part of. She just needed to feel safe for a little while. Needed to know that they were tucked away where no one could hurt either of them and as long as Zane took control, she didn’t have to think anymore.
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.
Chapter Eight
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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.
“Did you sleep well?” He knew she had, or at least he knew he had. V wasn’t the only one who didn’t like spending the night with someone. Zane definitely didn’t do it often, and not at all since he’d starting seeing V.
“Mmmm hmmm,” she mumbled, pulling the covers up over her head.
Zane slid beneath them and pressed his lips against her smooth, warm back. Cuddling had never been his thing, but he found that he liked the idea when it came to V. He found a lot of things he enjoyed when V was around.
“Your cell phone rang a little while ago,” Zane told her as he continued trailing kisses down her spine.
Apparently that was the wrong thing to say because V flew out of bed, stealing the sheet as she went and leaving him lying there totally naked, staring after her as she traipsed across the room to the phone she had left on the counter in the kitchen.
“Shit!” V exclaimed, thumbing something into her phone as she stared intently at it. “Shit! Shit! Shit!”
“Something wrong?” He rolled onto his back, sliding his hands beneath his head, his body stirring to life at the sight of her in his house, with his sheet wrapped around her. It wasn’t covering nearly as much as she probably wanted it to.
“I’m supposed to be at work!” V bit out, glaring at him from across the room.
He grinned.
“What are you smiling at?” she asked as she marched over to the side of the bed, leaning down to pick up her clothes.
Before she managed to retrieve them, Zane had her flat on her back on the bed once more, hovering over her. He was still smiling while she looked none too happy. Little did she know, but he had already talked to Zoey that morning. As a matter of fact, Zoey had called his phone a few seconds after she had called V’s.
“What are you doing?” V exclaimed, trying to push him away, but he saw the hint of a smile on her perfect, heart shaped lips.
“Seducing you?” he questioned noncommittally, pressing his lips against her chest before cupping one of her breasts in his free hand. His other hand was busy holding him above her. To his surprise, V pressed up against his lips, one of her legs sliding between his while she used her thigh to caress his erection.
“No, seducing,” V breathed, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his mouth closer to her breast.
“No?” Why did it sound like she was suddenly interested in being beneath him.
He thought it was a brilliant idea.
“I have... to... work,” she sighed heavily when he sucked her nipple into his mouth, using his teeth to make it harden even more.
“Not today, you don’t,” he mumbled, moving to her other breast and laving the hardened point with his tongue.
“I do,” she groaned and halfheartedly tried to push him away again.
Zane moved quickly, pulling V up off of the bed and lifting her into his arms with ease while she clung to his neck and laughed. “I’m thinking we need a shower.”
“Seriously?” V was no longer trying to convince him that she needed to go anywhere. Instead, she had buried her face in his neck and was brushing her soft lips over his collar bone.
“Seriously.” Zane smiled, placing her back on her feet. “Shower first, then breakfast, then we’ll both go talk to Travis.”
“Travis?” V jerked back from him like he’d just whipped her.
“Yes, Travis,” Zane stated calmly, flipping the shower knob on. “You had a business venture to discuss with him, right?”
With his back to V, Zane couldn’t see her reaction, but he could tell by the silence that she wasn’t all that thrilled with the idea of talking to Zane’s oldest brother today. He knew Trav was a busy man and Zane figured there wouldn’t be a better time than right now to discuss the upcoming resort. Hell, he didn’t know how long his brother actually would be in town. It seemed like the man was in Dallas more than he was in Austin these days.
Turning around, Zane faced V and held out his hand to her. When she placed her palm in his, he pulled her close, then backed them both into the oversized shower. She didn’t look too happy with him, but he had a couple of ideas on how to make her smile.
♀♂
Two hours later, V was sitting in front of Travis Walker in the small office of Walker Demolition, feeling like a recalcitrant child who had been sent to the principal’s office. His dark glare didn’t go a long way toward making her feel any better either. Part of her wished she hadn’t opted for breakfast because her stomach was now churning from her nerves.
“You want to manage the club?” Travis asked Zane.
V listened while the two men discussed the club and what Travis’ vision was, along with what Zane was hoping to get out of it.
Travis Walker was a hard man to figure out. If she based his mood solely on the tone of his voice, she’d assume he was pissed. However, when she looked into his eyes, she could see a sensitive side of him as he spoke to his younger brother. It was true, no one truly knew Travis or the hell that he’d been through. But it was common knowledge, he was a different man than the one everyone knew growing up. V was a few years younger th
an him, so she didn’t know the least bit about Travis, other than the bits and pieces she’d gathered over the years.
She could see Travis wasn’t against the idea of Zane managing one of the clubs, but she also knew he wasn’t going to make this easy on his younger brother either. Travis was not known for his loving, propitious persona. The man was hard, and it didn’t seem to matter who he was dealing with, unless, of course, you looked into those eyes. Something she was trying hard not to do.
When they finally finished their discussion, V was barely aware that both men had turned their attention to her. She’d been too busy fidgeting in her chair, twirling her thumbs in her lap and praying that she could find a way to sneak out without being seen. Of course, that wasn’t an option now.
“And what about you?” Travis directed his glare on her.
Interesting. Travis still sounded like he was angry, but the compassion that still remained on his face told a different story. It didn’t help her to find the words though.
“I –” V didn’t know how to come out with it. When she had discussed her idea with Zoey, it seemed like a good plan, but now that she was talking to Travis, she had second thoughts.
She could feel Zane’s eyes on her, but she didn’t turn to look at him. She was too busy trying to bolster her nerves in order to out and out request to be allowed to manage the spa. Not that she had any experience whatsoever, but she was strong willed and V knew she’d put all of her energy into making it a success.
“My brothers mentioned you want to manage the spa,” Travis said when it was finally clear she couldn’t choke out the words.
“Yes.” There, at least that was a start.
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