Out of the corner of my eye I see Hattie hugging that guy and then he leaves, alone. I climb up on stage and check the equipment for tonight’s show. Anything to keep from running over to Hattie and begging her to give me a real chance. I don’t beg. I take what I want.
I fuck around with a few of the guitars and make sure they are tuned. Once I think it has been long enough for her to be gone, I turn back around to see Sienna waving me over to the bar.
“Your girl said to tell you to come by her place later.” She starts making kissy faces at me.
“I used to like you,” I tease her.
“What can I say? I love to annoy you…it’s a gift.”
“You’ve got plenty of those babe,” her old man pipes in from the other end of the bar. I didn’t even see him come in. My head is too caught up in Hattie and that damn kiss. I couldn’t stop myself. Seeing her with him and the hurt on her face, I wanted him to see that Hattie sure as hell is doing just fine without him. Fuck the friend shit. I need her to let me in. I had to kiss her again. Kissing her once was never going to be enough. A thousand kisses won’t satisfy my craving for her.
Her tongue brushing against mine in soft strokes was pure heaven.
I nearly came in my damn jeans from that kiss and that has never happened to me before.
Chapter 18
Hattie Mae
That kiss with Zane was out of this world. When I pulled him into the hall, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to jump him or smack him. It was just too much at the time though. Justin was there, and I had so many emotions swirling in my head.
When I went back to the table, Justin said he had one question for me. He wanted to know if I was happy here and I didn’t have to think about it for even a second, because I am. I love it here and I could never be with Justin again. Not because he did what he did, but because I can’t imagine not seeing Zane and his sexy smirk every day. I’m not sure how it happened or when, but he has wormed his way into my heart.
I am not sure where to go from that kiss, but I know wherever it is, I want to go there with Zane. I can only hope he doesn’t hurt me, but I have this gut instinct feeling telling me that he won’t. I don’t think he would have kissed me like that if he was planning to use me. He could have fucked me the night he drove me home, but he didn’t. He slept on my couch and was a total genuine guy. He was on his best behavior. The Zane I thought I knew would have banged my brains out and never looked back. He would have been gone first thing, but he wasn’t. He didn’t lay a finger on me and he even tried to cook for me.
His brother on the other hand is a shithead. I still haven’t talked to Kiesha about him, but I will set things right. I wish she had told me they had a thing. I feel stupid for letting him use me to hurt her and his brother. I don’t know what the tension is between them, but I will find out.
I told Justin that I forgive him, and I hope that he finds what he is looking for. I didn’t do it for him. I did it for me. I know I have found what I am looking for. I have found where I belong. I have found great friends and a man who makes me weak in the knees. Zane has a fire burning bright for me and I want to act on it before it fizzles out. I told Sienna to tell Zane to come to my place when he gets off work. I have no idea what to even say to him. All I know is I want to be with him.
When I pull up at the security gate, Bob is flagging me down from his shack. “This package came for you today.” He opens my passenger door and secures it in the seat for me.
“Thanks.”
When I get to my trailer, I take the box inside and open it. My cheeks blush instantly. There is a pink leather bag and the words Sensual Romance is embroidered on the outside. I completely forgot about this. Sienna and Kiesha convinced me to become a consultant a few weeks ago when I had a few drinks in me. I need a new job to bring in more money and they convinced me that they would order from me regularly. This is my starter kit for selling women’s sex toys, lotions, and the like.
I can’t believe I agreed to this. I don’t have any personal experience with any of it and now I think I can sell it. I shake my head and sit the bag on the table. It’s staring at me, beckoning me to open it and investigate the products but I can’t bring myself to do it just yet.
Thirty minutes and two beers later, I still can’t do it. I know I am being juvenile. I mean Justin and I had sex, but we didn’t fool around with toys or anything it was always stick it in and get off. Hell, I have watched porn. This shouldn’t be so embarrassing.
A knock on my door has me trying to shove the bag anywhere, out of sight. But it’s too late. Zane can see me through the screen door acting like an idiot. He is standing there chuckling at me.
“Come in,” I tell him, fully dying now. I wish I could melt into the floor. He walks in and the sexual tension radiating between us is smothering. I can’t breathe as his eyes stay locked on mine.
“Come here,” he growls out the words, his tone husky, thick with lust.
Instantly my feet are moving me from the couch and into his arms. I let the bag fall to the floor. “You wanted to see me?” he raises a brow at me.
“Yes,” I breathe out in a shallow breath. I feel engulfed by his gaze right now. I am standing toe to toe with him, chest to chest. His jaw is pressed against mine. If he doesn’t kiss me soon I might die of anticipation.
He takes the shell of my ear between his teeth and sucks tenderly. Whatever was left of my panties, I am sure the scrap of fabric has disappeared.
“I’m going to kiss you, Hattie, and I’m not going to stop kissing you until you beg me to stop.”
I can only nod my head in response, because if I speak right now I will say something stupid and embarrassing. He kisses along my jawline, licking and tasting his way to my lips. Finally, his soft lips meet mine and he owns me completely in this moment. He walks me backwards to the couch. My hands are yanking at his shirt. God, I need this shirt off. I want to feel his heated skin pressed against mine.
We are tangled in one another lying on the couch, still kissing frantically. His hand moves up my shirt and he squeezes my breast gently. “Oh God, yes. Touch me, Zane,” I say between kisses.
He shoves the cup of my bra down, rolling the pad of his thumb over my nipple. My fingers are pawing at his back, digging my nails in his smooth skin, needing to feel him closer to me. I want him on me and inside me.
His breathing hitches as his hands work on getting my shorts off. He slides his palm inside of my barely there panties. “Fuck, you are soaked, Hattie Mae.” He nips at my neck as his fingers trail over my swollen lips and my clit, feeling how badly I need him.
My back arches, pressing my heated core into his hand, urging him to use those fingers.
“Tell me what you want…what you need,” he demands.
I can’t think, I can’t breathe. I am dizzy with need. I feel like I am floating and the only thing I can feel is his mouth and those skillful fingers. Turning my head to the left, I completely forgot about my screen door being open. “Oh my God! He’s watching us,” I shriek out, seeing Lucas walking his dog.
“Let him watch, it’s the only time he will ever see you cum. You are mine, Hattie.” He goes back to sucking my neck.
Guilt of kissing Lucas hits me in the gut.
“Zane, stop. I can’t. He killed it for me.” I regret the words as soon as they come out, but I can’t think about getting naked after Lucas watching and making me feel like a terrible person.
“As you wish,” he says getting up from the couch. He shuts the main door, blocking prying eyes from seeing any further.
I adjust my bra and pull my shirt back down. I pull my shorts and my panties back up.
“I need to tell you something.”
“Well I know it isn’t that you are secretly a dude, right?”
“Be serious.”
“Okay. Shoot.”
“I kissed Lucas, but it didn’t mean anything. I just thought you should know that.”
He nods, sucking in a deep brea
th, and I’m afraid that he’s going to turn away and leave.
Zane’s eyes drop to the floor when his foot gets caught on the strap of my pink bag.
Oh no!
“What you got here, Hattie Mae?” Holding up the bag he grins mischievously.
“Don’t you dare open that, Zane!” I lunge for the bag, but he holds it up over his head, taunting me.
“Don’t be shy now, baby,” he taunts with his darkened eyes warning me to back off.
“Whatever, I don’t care. You wanna look in my bag, look in my bag,” I huff, hoping for him to fall for reverse psychology.
“Good.” He flops down on my couch and begins unzipping the bag slowly as the heat rushes to my cheeks. He glances in the bag and smiles broadly. “You need pleased, sweetheart, all you had to do was ask. I’ll give you the greatest orgasm of your life.”
“It isn’t for me. It’s a side job, asshole. I need the extra money and well, women like this kinda stuff or so I hear.” He isn’t going to let this go. I can tell he is so enjoying my humiliation. I shouldn’t be embarrassed, he was just feeling me up and I was loving every second of it, but I am so inexperienced, and he has had plenty.
He waggles his brows at me. “Wanna try it out, you know test it… make sure it all works? Wouldn’t want you getting angry horny women tearing down your door demanding refunds.”
“You are a pervert.” I shove him away as he starts taking things from my bag and displaying them on my coffee table.
“Let me hear your sales pitch. You said you need the extra money so sell me your product. Make me want it.”
“No,” I whisper out, unable to even look at him as he holds the pink rubber penis out in front of me. I can’t believe he is touching it and waving it around.
“Tell me about this, baby, does it make you cry out in pleasure?” His fingers glide up and down the shaft.
“Stop it!” I smack his hand away.
“Have you ever used one?” I expect his eyes to appear amused, but they look curious and warm. Does he really want to use it on me? There is no way we are using the dildo! I wouldn’t even know where to start. He is going to think I am a moron.
“No,” I answer hoarsely. This is so embarrassing. Why did I tell him he could look in the bag?
“You know, you could let me show you and teach you about these products, Hattie Mae. I’ll buy you new ones for your party.” He can’t be serious. Zane grabs my chin forcing me to look at him. “I don’t ever want you to feel shy or self-conscious with me.”
“It’s not that, honestly. I’m a virgin with this stuff and I have no idea what in the hell I am doing when it comes down to using it. I mean I know how it works and all that. I just don’t want to disappoint you.”
“Stop talking, Hattie and come with me.” He grabs my hands and leads me to my room. I should feel nervous, but I don’t. I trust Zane. I want him to show me things I have never experienced. Things I never knew I desired. He makes me feel so beautiful and wanted. The way he is looking at me makes me feel sexy.
Chapter 19
Zane
Hattie truly has no idea how fucking adorable and sexy she is. The way she blushes is so damned hot. I can’t wait to have her naked body writhing beneath me as I tease and please all her beautiful curves. Taking her by the hands, I lead her into her bedroom. I take one look at her small bed. “This isn’t going to work. I’m taking you to my place.”
“Zane,” she starts to protest.
I place my finger to her lips, silencing her. “Baby, you are killing me. I plan to taste, lick, and suck every inch of your body tonight. Your bed isn’t big enough for me to do all the things I plan on doing to this body of yours.”
She grins with rose tinted cheeks at my declaration.
“What’s it gonna be, sweetheart. You gonna give me what I want. Let me stick my tongue deep in your pussy until you cum? Wrap those thick thighs around me as I pound that sweet pussy?”
“Zane…fuck yes.”
I have her out the door and am practically running to my place with her.
“You know you could have drove and like everyone here is staring at us. I can feel their eyes peering through their curtains.”
“Gonna have to get over that. In about five minutes, they are going to hear you screaming my name. Oh God, Zane, harder faster…” I wink, and she just shakes her head at me.
We get through my door, I pull her flush against me and continue my assault on her mouth. I don’t even give her a chance to look around. I have never been so turned on by just kissing a woman before. Then again, Hattie isn’t just any woman. She’s mine. My tongue is exploring her mouth while my hands roam over her curves.
Fuck, she is so sensual and beautiful. She is tugging on my button and zipper, trying to free my cock.
“So eager darlin’,” I taunt her.
“I want you, I want this.” She runs her finger over my length through the slit in my boxer briefs.
My dick is so hard it is almost painful as it pushes against her hand. We make it to my room minus our shirts. Her breasts are on display for me in a red lace bra. I can’t wait to taste them and suck on her nipples as she unravels under my touch.
“Please tell me you locked the door? People around here don’t seem to know how to knock.”
“Only thing you need to worry about is getting naked and under me.” I pull her onto the bed with me as I push her shorts down. She helps me out of my jeans. The denim gets hung on my ankles and she laughs as I nearly topple over.
Pinning her arms over her head, I get back to work torturing her with my mouth. Her skin tastes so damn sweet, like honey and vanilla. Soft moans escape her throat as she twists beneath me, greedily wanting to feel me all over. Her skin feels silky smooth beneath my rough hard hands. My mouth travels her torso as my fingers part her folds, loving how turned on and ready she is. Her sensitive flesh is wet and swollen. She bucks her hips against me, begging for me to finger fuck her, but I plan to taste her pussy and tongue fuck her until she cums all over my face. Pushing her knees apart, I watch as her eyes roll back in her head. My mouth latches over her clit, sucking and licking as she cries out, loving the sensation. Her hands take hold of my smooth head, digging her nails into my scalp, marking me, but I don’t care. I want everyone to know she is mine and I am hers.
I’ve never wanted to belong to anyone until Hattie. Even with Lanie I wasn’t fully committed. But here with my girl, I’m all in.
Inserting two fingers, I work her pussy and stretch her walls, getting her ready to take my cock. The fact that she is practically a virgin and giving me this piece of her heart is so fucking erotic. Knowing she trusts me enough to share that with me, makes me feel like the luckiest man.
I can tell she is close as her muscles clench around my thick fingers. Pulling my fingers out, I shove them in her mouth, wanting her to taste how sweet her pussy is. Her tongue wraps around my fingers, sucking and licking her juices. My tongue delves inside her slick heat. Her back arches and she tries to pull away, unable to handle the ride I am taking her on.
“Oh, God, Zane, I’m so close!” she cries out my name, her body trembling with need. I still her by grabbing hold of her hips and pulling her so close my nose is buried in her. Plunging my tongue deeper and faster until she lets go and reaches her climax.
Wiping my mouth on my sheets, I snake up her body and place a kiss on her lips, giving her a moment to recover.
“Just wow, Zane. I’ve never felt anything like that.”
“Baby, I’m just getting started.” I take a condom from the nightstand.
“I can’t believe I am saying this…but can we do it without the condom. I swear I am on the pill and not trying to pull anything over on you. It’s just this is our first time and I want to fully feel it. I want to feel you deep inside of me.”
Fuck, I feel torn I have never been with anyone since my ex-wife without one. But the thought of feeling her without any barrier between us has my cock ready to
sprout legs and jump inside of her on his own. Claiming her mouth, I steady myself between her thighs and ease inside of her.
She tenses under me, biting her bottom lip. I am about to lose it, she is so damn tight and sexy.
“Just do it, Zane. I know it’s going to hurt because it has been a while, but we’ve waited long enough, and I am so ready.” Her nails dig in my ass.
Pulling back out, I slide deeper in. A tear trickles from the corner of her eye, but she wipes it away and assures me she is fine. Her legs wrap around me, holding me close. I still inside of her, letting her get used to the fullness. Slowly, I begin pumping my cock in and out, rocking our bodies together.
She bites my shoulder, muffling her cries.
“I want to hear you, Hattie. Don’t hide from me, ever. In fact, I want you riding me.” I roll us over with ease and help guide her onto my length.
My hands are on her hips, controlling the rhythm. Her breasts bounce with each roll of her hips. I watch as she grows more confident. Her slender hands tease at her nipples and it is so fuckin’ sexy to witness. She rises and falls on my dick, sinking further down each time. Her ass is rubbing against my thighs and I smack her derriere playfully as she squeals.
“I want you to take complete control, sweetheart. I want you cumming all over my cock.”
That is the only encouragement she needs. Hattie rides me slow at first, like that first night I saw her riding the mechanical bull. Sexiest fucking ride I’ve ever seen until now. She picks up her pace, her breathing quickening with every thrust. Then she clenches her muscles around my cock. My eyes roll back in head, seeing sparks. Cumming at the same time as her has me feeling drunk off her pussy. I can barely lift my head to look at her, she has me spent. I came so fuckin’ hard. I have never experienced that with anyone.
Chapter 20
Hattie Mae
Zane is so sweet and tender. I would have never guessed he would be such a gentle and caring lover. He has taken such great care of me. The man even got a warm washcloth from the bathroom and cleaned me up after we were through. Then he brought me some Motrin and a water. He said he knew I would feel sore, and he wants to take care of me. I have never had that with any man ever. It’s a good feeling to have. But I wonder, does this mean we are a couple now? I know Zane doesn’t do relationships and I said I didn’t need a man. But the thought of him doing that with anyone else or making them feel the way he just made me feel makes my chest hurt.
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