“Are you sure about this?” Zane mutters, allowing his breath to tickle over my throat.
“Oh, I’m sure.” I know for sure, there isn’t one scrap of doubt in my mind. “I’m really sure.”
With that, Zane tantalizingly pushes one finger inside of me before he pulls back and leans up onto his knees. I run my eyes up and down his muscular body, drinking in every delicious inch of him. He’s utterly amazing, the best looking guy on the entire planet. I’m gripped with the powerful sensation that I want to make him mine. I want to wrap my body around him, cling to him, and hold onto him forever more. I don’t know if I can leave this at just a one night stand anymore, I want it to be something real. It’s dumb, but I can’t help myself.
Zane pulls a condom out of his pocket and he peels it from the packet. With his eyes fixed on mine, I shudder under the power of his look. Then he slowly moves his hand down his body and he rolls it down over his cock. My eyes widen in shock as I look at his erection, it’s much bigger than I imagined in my mind. I don’t know what I’m going to do with it… or more, what it’s going to do to me… It’s a thought that’s almost overwhelming.
“Can I touch you?” I find myself asking in a small and shy voice. “Can I feel you?”
Zane pauses. His whole body freezes. I can tell that this question has caused him pause for thought. “Is this your first time?” he asks me cautiously, almost nervously. “Have you never… been with someone before?”
I bite down on my bottom lip, avert my eyes, and shake my head. I wonder if this will kill the mood. Maybe Zane doesn’t want to be with a virgin, maybe it’s unattractive to even think about going near someone who hasn’t had sex before. Maybe he’s about to put an end to this magical moment, and we’ll be forced to go our separate ways. I can’t drag my eyes up, I can feel a humiliation burning right through my entire body.
“Okay.” Zane eventually leans down and he kisses me gently. “I better be careful then.”
Oh wow. I feel him teasing my entrance, unexpectedly begging to come inside. All I want to do is have that, I’m just shocked for a moment that he’s still here, he still wants to be with me. He must care about me, he must want more from me, this might be the start of something truly wonderful.
I automatically wrap my legs around Zane’s back, forgetting my desire to touch his cock with my hands now. He’s so deliciously close, I just want to feel him everywhere. I just want him inside of me.
“I want you,” I whisper to him in a way that I hope is sexy. “I want this.”
Zane groans as if my words have caused him physical pain and he rests his forehead against mine. We stare into each other’s eyes for a few minutes, sharing what feels like a loving look, all the while my breaths start to fall out of my mouth in a more desperate and ragged manner. Zane is teasing me, he’s making me wait, and the sensation is killing me. I try to push my hips towards him, inviting him in, but he has complete control over my body. Zane Morris is controlling me, and my God I’m happy to give him every scrap of the power, especially when it feels this damn good. Zane is everything, he’s so much more than I thought he would be.
And then… it happens, he fills me up in one amazing and shocking moment, and my entire world changes.
Chapter Eight – Zane
I thrust slowly into Leah at first, not wanting to cause her any physical pain. This is a brand new experience for me, I haven’t ever been with a virgin before. Even when I lost my own virginity, it was to an older woman who had a lot more experience. A cougar, she would probably be referred to as these days. After that one experience, all the girls I’ve been with have been fast and lose, willing to dive into bed with anyone.
But Leah… Leah is special. I should be turning my back on her, not just because this is the first time for her, but because of all the reasons that I’ve given myself before. Those reasons are in the back of my mind the entire time, I’m acutely aware of each and every one of them, but my lust is too intense. It overshadows everything.
“That feels okay,” Leah reassures me as her eyes close with desire. To be honest, I much prefer it when she’s looking at me but she’s got such a peaceful expression on her face that it’s just as nice. “It feels good.”
She begins to buck her hips towards me, encouraging me in deeper. The further I slide into her, the louder the groan that flies out of my mouth is. She’s so tight, so wet, she feels so fucking good. I didn’t know that it was possible for sex to feel this way. It’s more of a spiritual connection than purely a physical one.
“Are you okay?” I pant desperately as I rise myself up onto my arms. “Does this feel alright?”
I’m so concerned about her, so worried about how it feels for Leah. I don’t think I’ve ever been like that before. Usually it’s all about me. I get my pleasure, and then I’m gone. With Leah, I actually care. I don’t want to spend much time wondering what that means. The answer might scare the living hell out of me.
“Oh, Zane,” she moans in the sexiest fucking sound that I’ve ever heard. “It feels wonderful.”
I start to lose my head the more I thrust, Leah absolutely consumes me. I can’t take my eyes off her the entire time. Even when there’s a slight urge for me to close my eyes, I don’t. I want to watch Leah going through all the emotions that she’s experiencing, and it’s written all over her. She’s in sheer heaven.
Finally, I feel Leah’s entire body tense up. She grips tightly onto me, clinging to me as if she isn’t quite sure what this feeling is. I can’t keep the pleased smile from my face as I move. I focus entirely on her body, ignoring everything that I’m feeling. When she moans, I respond accordingly, when she winces, I slow things down, and it isn’t long before a deep and powerful shudder runs right through her entire body.
“Oh fuck,” she yells, maybe a little too loudly. The whole house can probably hear! “Oh, fucking hell, Zane.”
I hold her tightly as the orgasm shudders through her, I cling to her and let her thrash and writhe against me. Leah feels everything wholly, I can tell that her body is racing through a whole bunch of sensations, I just hope that all of them feel good for her. I hope that she likes it. I want Leah to really enjoy this experience.
As her walls clamp around me, I can’t keep the orgasm in any longer. It bursts free from me, like an explosion, and seemingly sensing what was going on with me, Leah crashes her mouth into mine and she kisses me hard to swallow up my yells. That builds our bond even deeper, I can feel things wrapping and holding us together. It’s deeper than anything that’s come before, and it scares me… but it scares me in a good way.
“Oh God,” I moan into Leah’s chest as we cling to one another, panting desperately while we explore the post coital bliss. It’s warm and inviting, I love it. “That was something else. Amazing. How was it for you?”
She doesn’t answer me for a few moments, which freaks me out. I snap my head up to look at her, but I instantly spot her glazed over eyes. She looks like she barely even knows where she is. It’s a gorgeous expression, I wish I could grab my cell phone and snap a picture of her, but there’s no guarantee that Brandon wouldn’t see it. I really can’t let Brandon know that this happened or he will absolutely wring my neck.
“Much as this feels amazing,” I say while an ice cold snake of doubt starts to creep through my veins. “I think we better get dressed and get back to the party before anyone gets suspicious. Don’t you think?”
“Oh, right.” Leah blinks a few times. “Yeah, I suppose your right. We don’t want to get caught.” But before she makes a move, she grabs me and kisses me hard on the mouth. “And that was amazing, thank you.”