by Liv Bennett
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ZANE
Pleasure Extraordinaire: Part 1
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LIV BENNETT
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ZANE (Pleasure Extraordinaire: Part 1)
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Copyright © 2015 by Liv Bennett
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ZANE (Pleasure Extraordinaire: Part 1)
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Zane Hawkins, the new CEO and the owner of Hawkins Media Group, is officially dating to marry. After two years of on-again-off-again romance with the actress Penelope Davis, Zane Hawkins is now ready to settle down. Multiple sources confirm that it’s the recent death of his father causing him to re-think his bachelor lifestyle and consider starting a family of his own.
Who will be the lucky bride to tie down California’s most eligible bachelor? A wildly famous Hollywood actress? An activist and visionary lawyer? A humble and media-shy nurse?
If the persisting rumors are true, there’s a secret list of the most suitable candidates drawn up singlehandedly by Zane’s very capable assistant, Julie Connor. Even so, Zane Hawkins has never been one to follow rules and directions.
Whoever is going to be the lucky winner, she deserves special kudos, as the road to Zane Hawkins’ heart is known to go through several hoops and hurdles.
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ZANE is a spinoff of the Pleasure Extraordinaire series and follows Zane Hawkins’ sometimes humorous, other times heartbreaking, but always passionate encounters with women until he finds the one.
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Pleasure Extraordinaire 1 (Lindsay) is free!
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What the readers are saying about the Pleasure Extraordinaire (Lindsay) Series;
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“This series is AMAZING!!! I couldn't put it down. It contains all my favorite genres (erotica, romance, & mystery/suspense) all rolled up in 1 smoking hot bundle. Did I mention that it's H O T, hot?!?!”
“I'm a 61 y/o woman & I love sex, both with my boyfriend and with myself and that first book got me going. That’s for damn sure.”
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“I read several books a week and it takes a lot to impress me out for me to remember but this series did both. Not what I was expecting but Lindsey was one tough chick and what happens with Michael, Zane and Ace is full of ups and downs, twists and turns.”
“Loved! Loved! Loved! it! The characters were totally twisted, lovable and the story was so riveting, a fantastic love story for anyone who wants to be romanced as well as titillated!”
“I absolutely loved this series! The characters are put together so perfectly and detailed. At one point you are aroused, crying and laughing all within a few moments but Liv Bennett blends the emotions in so seamlessly that it all just works!”
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Table of Contents
CH 1 - On The Road
CH 2 - On The Market
CH 3 - On the Edge
CH 4 - The Wrong Boobs
CH 5 - The Old Flame
CH 6 - The Distraction
CH 7 - The Church Girl
CH 8 - The Reminder
CH 9 - The Breakfast
CH 10 - The Goodbye
CH 11 - The Lawyer
CH 12 - The Unreachable
CH 13 - Dirty Love
CH 14 - The Makeover
CH 15 - The Shock
CH 16 - The Winner
CH 1 - On the Road
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“I can’t be with you, Zane. I’m in love with your brother.”
Her hair dark and wild, her lips red and swollen, she wipes the tears away. Not hers, but mine. My fucking tears for wasting the opportunity to be with the one and only woman who could make me want to give up everything.
“No!” I scream as the silhouette of the woman who ripped my heart fades away into darkness, and suddenly my eyes snap open. The nightmare quickly vanishes, and I feel sweat breaking out on my forehead.
How could I have been so stupid as to not realize she was the one, before my bastard brother and nemesis, Ace, snatched her from me?
I saw her first. I flirted with her first and she returned my advances. I fucked her first. But I didn’t treat her like she deserved right from the beginning. That’s where I lost the game. And that’s why the nightmares about her declaring her love for my bastard brother wake me up in a sweat more often than I can handle.
I need a scotch. An entire bottle of the Glenlivet single malt pure goodness to numb my brain. It has been 158 goddamn days since I realized she’s gone for good—158 days of torturous life that I’ve had to endure.
I scan the interior of the car I’ve been dozing off in and realize the car isn’t moving. Pushing the button to lower the separator between me and my chauffeur, Daney, I ask him what the problem is.
“There seems to be a car accident at the Santa Monica and Wilshire crossing, sir,” he replies, looking apologetic as if he caused the accident.
I exhale a long breath of frustration and glance down at my watch. Half an hour before my first appointment of the week. I’d better call Julie, my assistant, to reschedule it since the traffic doesn’t seem to be moving anytime soon. A jolt of headache runs from my head down to my neck, making me wince with pain. The longer I sit here doing nothing, the more painful the headache will get. Restless and angry, I climb out of the car and text Julie to inform her of my impending tardiness.
As soon as I step out on the sidewalk, two young blonde girls giggle loudl
y and rush toward me. “Zane Hawkins!” they cheer in chorus, making a few heads turn with their high-pitched voices.
“Hi.” I smile and glance down at my phone. I may not be a rock star or an A-list actor, but I get as much, or maybe even more attention from ladies as any big-name celebrity.
I’m the fucking owner and the chief executive of Hawkins Media Group that earned half a billion dollars in annual revenues just last year. I’m also the creator, producer, and occasional director of the top-rated and highly popular TV show, Frat House. My resume alone would get me laid on a daily basis even if I were a ninety-year-old dude with a breathing tube, saggy tits, and a wrinkly penis.
The two girls stand before me, too close for strangers to be, but I’ve never minded female attention, and today is no different. Both have long blonde hair down to their elbows, one curly and the other one straight as corn husk. The curly-haired one is wearing a short, pink summer dress which displays her long legs rather deliciously. The other girl has obviously skipped wearing a bra, and her nipples form beautiful buds beneath her low-cut blouse.
“I’m Beverly,” the curly haired girl says eagerly. “And this is Teresa. We’re big fans of Frat House. We know every line, every scene.”
“Well, lucky you. I happen to have tickets for the shooting of the next episode.” Putting my phone into the pocket of my dress pants, I grab my wallet from my other pocket and slip out the tickets.
Their eyes widen, and they start jumping up and down on the street, clapping their hands and screaming, “Oh, my God!” over and over again.
I smile as I hand them their tickets. “Don’t forget to follow our Twitter and Facebook pages.”
“We’re already on both.” Beverly snatches the tickets from my hand and throws herself at me, I assume, to show her gratitude.
I neither hug her back nor pull myself away from her enthusiastic embrace and just focus on the press of her ample boobs against my chest, as I let my eyes wonder over Teresa’s breasts. Her nipples harden visibly, and as I move my gaze over her face and smile, I realize she’s blushing, obviously aware of my intense study of her beautiful body.
They both look so young, I doubt they’re legally adults. Their pussies must be used very little and tight as a glove. As delicious as they look and as much as I’d love to sink into their eager cunts, I’d rather not spend the rest of my life in prison as a sex offender for screwing underage kids.
I move away out of Beverly’s hold slowly and nod my head at them. “I guess it’s time for me to go.” I glance down at my car and realize it hasn’t moved an inch.
“No, don’t go yet,” Beverly calls out and grabs my hand. “The traffic will take a while.”
“Yeah, it will. Why don’t you get us a room at the Nouvelle Suites and chill with us rather than wasting your time in your car?” Teresa asks and motions with her chin toward the Nouvelle Suites hotel right behind us.
“Yeah, we’ll make it worth your time. I promise,” Beverly adds eagerly.
“Well, I’m not sure.” I scratch the back of my head, studying the luscious bodies of both girls.
They’re both fair-skinned and slim, except for their perky breasts and relatively toned hips. Teresa’s stomach is flat beneath her blouse and makes me want to lick all over her smooth skin until I dip my tongue into her pussy.
My cock stirs with the thoughts of enjoying two innocent-looking girls. A sweaty fucking session is definitely a better way to start the day than a glass of scotch, but there’s still the problem with their ages. “How old are you?”
“Oh, don’t worry about that. We’re both nineteen.” Teresa quickly produces her driver’s license and hands it to me. Beverly follows suit. Their ages check out, which means there’s no obstacle between my cock and their pussies.
A sane man would worry about the potential dangers of picking up random girls off the street to have sex with, a possible kidnapping and blackmail scenario among the first and perhaps the deadliest, but who said I was a sane man? “All right, then. You, go ahead and wait for me in the lobby. I’ll be a minute.”
They nod their heads in response and start running down the street, which gives me a chance to check out their asses. Both nice and firm. This is going to be fun.
After ordering Daney to drive to the parking lot of the hotel, I head for the reception desk and hand my credit card to the middle-aged, brunette receptionist. She smiles at me in recognition and quickly reserves a suite for me, and all the while I wonder if I should add her to my little morning play.
She makes sure our hands touch as she gives me my card back, and I wink at her along with a playful smile, but dismiss the idea of having her in order to spare myself the trouble of having to explain to her about Teresa and Beverly.
“Have a great day,” the receptionist wishes me as I turn toward the elevators and spot my giggling girls.
“He’s so hot.” I hear Teresa whisper, and Beverly nods her head several times, her chest moving up and down way too quickly.
I place my hands at the small of their backs and guide them toward the elevator under the curious eyes of the other hotel guests. As soon as the elevator doors close on us, Teresa wraps her arms around me and pushes her lips against mine. While exploring her mouth, I feel Beverly rubbing her body against the side of my body, her hands immediately landing on my growing erection.
These girls are nothing but innocent, and I have no complaints whatsoever about it.
We practically run to my suite, and while I slide the keycard to open the door, Teresa starts unbuttoning her blouse, her eyes locked on my face, her bottom lip between her teeth. My phone buzzes as I open the door. The girls walk into the bedroom, and I glance down at the screen of my phone to see Julie’s calling.
Declining the call and turning off the phone, I slide out of my jacket and watch as the girls slowly undress before me. Teresa’s blouse lands on the floor first. Her breasts are big and firm, better than I’d imagined, her nipples are hard and require my immediate attention.
Beverly quickly makes up for lost time and pulls her dress over her head, standing in a light-pink bra and a tiny triangle of a thong before me.
I go for Teresa, nonetheless, and unbutton and unzip her jeans and quickly slip my hand beneath her panties to feel her soaking pussy. She moans while I slide my finger between her pussy lips.
Beverly mirrors my behavior and works on the zipper of my pants, pushing them down along with my boxer briefs. My cock springs free in full size, ready to fuck the brains out of these two girls.
While Teresa rides my hand to her first orgasm in loud moans, Beverly kneels in front of me and parts her plump red lips, looking impatient to prove her oral skills.
Teresa’s pussy vibrates around my fingers, and Beverly quickly mouths my cock to its base, gagging as my cock hits the depths of her throat.
Teresa might have the bigger breasts and better body, but it’s Beverly that now has my full focus thanks to her eager sucking. I drop Teresa and run my hands through Beverly’s thick curls to hold her in place while I pump hard into her mouth. She’s unquestionably an expert at cocksucking and reminds me of the only other excellent cocksucker I know of—Lindsay.
Fuck! I shouldn’t go there. Not now. Not ever.
Angry at myself for letting thoughts of Lindsay get into my head, I push Beverly’s head back and release myself from her mouth. She falls on her butt and looks up at me in shock and hesitation.
“Get on your feet and bend down in front of the bed. Both of you,” I order.
Both girls get out of the last pieces of clothing, walk fully naked toward the bed, and, as ordered, line up at the end of it and bend down, displaying their firm asses and swollen, pink pussies to me. Their breasts hang down, their skin and hair glowing under the dim light flowing through the curtains.
Grabbing two condoms out of my wallet, I sheath my cock with one and position myself behind Teresa. My eyes trail the crevice between her asscheeks down to the pulsating folds of he
r pussy and her glistening juices. I land my hands on each cheek and spread them apart, watching the muscles around her back opening clench in response.
“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” I ask.
“No,” Teresa replies.
“I have.” Beverly interferes with my interaction with Teresa, looking at me over her shoulder. “I love anal.”
I give her an appreciative smile and push the head of my cock into Teresa’s pussy. She’s as tight as I’ve imagined, and the evidence of her arousal lubes my condom-clad cock generously. Her hands fall on the edge of the bed as I pump into her, harder with each second. Even Beverly’s jealous glare can’t stop her from moaning in pleasure, and soon her pussy starts pulsating with wild quivers.
Smiling in satisfaction, I push myself out of Teresa and slip the used condom off and roll on a new one for Beverly. She lets out a squeak of excitement and pulls her legs together, pushing her hips higher in the air, ready to catch my cock.
“I don’t carry lube with me,” I say.
“That’s okay. I’m wet enough in my pussy,” Beverly explains between her ragged breaths.
I run a finger between the lips of her pussy to check, although her glistening juices can be detected a mile away.
Pushing the lips of her sex aside with my fingers, I ease into her opening and listen to her exaggerated moans as I inch deeper inside her. She’s tighter than Teresa, which makes me curious as to how much tighter she’ll be in the ass. After two strokes, I slip out and push the head of my cock against her ass opening, glancing at Teresa briefly while she’s now lying on her back on the bed, her hands playing with her breasts. She’s clearly aware of the beauty of those firm globes and uses it to her advantage to steal my attention from her friend.
Girls and the competition between them…makes for an incredible sexual adventure.
As much as I enjoy watching Teresa, my eyes land back on Beverly’s ass so I won’t hurt her butt in the process. True to her words, Beverly opens up for me, and I ease into her with only a slight protest of her tight muscles. I’m a goner for anal, and her eagerness to have me inside her ass, puts her ahead of the game.