Chapter 7
Willow’s own heart jerked at Zane’s words, and she felt his fear for those he cared about and his loneliness straight to her bones.
An unexpected sensation twisted deep in her belly, and she realized it was her feeling the same fear for him—that something might happen to him like what had happened to her cousin. She pushed back those thoughts and concentrated on the man she was with. The man she wanted to soothe and make love to.
Willow moved her hand to his powerful shoulder and felt the ripple of muscle beneath her palm as he let her slowly push him onto his back. She eased herself up and onto him so that she was straddling his trim hips, her short dress hiked up her thighs. She wasn’t wearing panties and his jeans felt rough between her thighs and she could feel the bulge of his erection pressed against her.
They looked at each other for a long moment before she brought her lips to his. The kiss was slow and more erotic and sensual than any of their rough and demanding kisses. This one held no demands, only the gentleness of two people learning about each other.
Zane ran his fingers up and down her bare arms, making her nerve endings feel alive, on fire, and she wanted to feel those incredible hands all over her body. She grew almost dizzy from his touch, his kiss. His rugged scent filled her, his taste drugged her, the warmth of his body wrapped around her.
Willow drew away and smiled before she reached behind for her zipper and eased it down. The dress was silky on her skin as she pulled it over her head, the material soft yet causing her nerve endings to tingle even more. The dress slid from the white sheets like a dark waterfall that shimmered to land on the floor.
He looked up at her with an expression that might be something like wonder.
“How many times can I say how beautiful you are?” He reached up and cupped her breasts in his palms. “Everything about you.”
“Shhh.” Willow eased down his body so that he had to release her, and she was low enough to unfasten his jeans. She brought his zipper down. Good, he didn’t have on any boxers or briefs. She hadn’t noticed in the restaurant’s bathroom. All she’d been able to concentrate on then was the feel of him inside her.
She released him from his jeans and he almost seemed to sigh with relief that the tough cotton wasn’t strangling him anymore.
Willow shimmied just a little bit further down and Zane groaned. Then he sucked in his breath when she licked his erection like she’d been licking the ice cream cone when they first met.
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“Damn.”Zane reached for Willow and ran his fingers through the strands of her hair before catching his breath as she sucked.
He looked at Willow as she knelt between his thighs and groaned as her lips slowly went along his length and back up again. Watching her go down on him was so erotic he had a hard time breathing much less holding back one hell of an orgasm.
“I don’t want you to stop, honey,” he said in a voice that sounded rough and raspy. “But I want to be naked and feel your soft skin.”
Willow smiled around him and he groaned again as she rose and let his erection slide from her mouth. She licked her lips. “You’re asking an awful lot by making me stop,” she said with a teasing glint in her eyes.
Zane let out a low rumble as he reached down, grabbed her by her upper arms, and dragged her to him at the same time he sat up. Yeah, had to lose the jeans. In a hurry.
He kissed her first before maneuvering her so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed. Then he stripped out of his socks, jeans, and T-shirt. Before he had a chance to do a damned thing, Willow knelt on the throw rug by the bed, her fingers wrapped around his erection.
“Now where were we …” She smiled as her eyes met his. “Oh, yeah,” she said before she took him into her mouth. His knees threatened to give out as she licked and sucked.
He’d never experienced anything like this before. It wasn’t just sex.
What the hell was it then?
Zane slipped his hands into her silky hair. “I’m about to come in your mouth unless you stop.” He watched her face, and she stayed in the moment and only increased the friction of her mouth and hand.
“Open your eyes.” His voice sounded so damn rough. “Look at me.”
Willow did, her gaze meeting his.
That was all it took to slam him over the edge.
Zane shouted the intense sensations of pleasure that were so good they were almost painful. Willow continued sucking until he couldn’t take any more.
Warmth flowedthrough Willow as she looked up and into Zane’s green eyes and by the expression on his features, she saw how much pleasure she had given him.
“Come here.” He reached for her upper arms, drew her up, and wrapped her in his embrace so that they were skin to skin, her head resting on his shoulder. “Thank you,” he said in the same raspy voice. “Now I’m going to return the favor.”
Willow looked into his eyes and saw a dangerous glint in them. Excitement swirled in her belly like a windstorm. With a growl, he grasped her in his arms and moved so fast her head whirled. The next thing she knew she was on her back on the cool white sheet, her head resting on a pillow, and Zane’s head between her thighs.
A gasp escaped her as he ran his tongue along her center, catching her by surprise. He slid his hands under her and raised her legs so that they were over his shoulders. She felt the powerful play of the muscles in his back and shoulders beneath her thighs and calves. The roughness of his callused hands beneath her sensitized her skin even more.
But it was his tongue and mouth that had most of her attention. The way he licked her could easily drive her out of her mind.
Willow barely realized she was gripping the sheets so tight with her fingers that her knuckles ached. Her cries grew louder the harder he worked her with his tongue. She almost screamed when he plunged two fingers into her core. They were such a tight fit—like he was—and it felt so incredibly good.
She squirmed from pleasure that tingled everywhere possible on her body, and she knew that when she came there was no telling what would happen. She might explode for all she knew.
Willow gripped the sheet tighter in her fists and her thighs trembled as her orgasm rushed forward. “I’m so close, Zane. So close.” Her words were almost cries as she said them. She could swear he was teasing her until she shouted, “Please.”
Zane thrust his fingers in fast and hard then sucked her.
She lost it.
The scream that had wanted to escape her when he’d taken her in the restaurant tore loose this time. Her body vibrated and trembled and she felt sparks in her mind and body. Thought wasn’t even possible. Only feeling.
Willow gradually came down to earth, back to the room, and looked at Zane, the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.
“Damn, you do scream loud, honey.” He glanced over his shoulder like looking around the neighborhood before he brought his gaze back to hers. “Just wait until they hear you when I fuck you.”