Chapter 21
Zane
This woman shouldn’t be legal. I watch as she bobs her head up and down, taking every big, fat inch of me. And I can’t get enough. She’s driving me wild.
I can’t be expected to watch this and not combust. A man can only take so much.
“Manhattan,” I mutter, but she only squeezes me harder. I don’t mean to grip her hair, really I don’t, but my hand gravitates that little bit harder and when she moans, I have to close my eyes because if I don’t this will all be over too soon.
I just ate her pussy like I was devouring my favorite dessert, and I can safely say she’s better than any crème br?lée I’ve eaten.
She works me over as I try hard not to combust. It’s just so good. I hold her hair back off her face with my fist.
“So good,” I mutter. If I pump my hips, it’ll be game over. I meant what I said when I told her I wasn’t gonna come anywhere except her sweet pussy. I wasn’t kidding.
Her little whimpers and moans make my balls tighten, and I’m so ready to be inside her. I pull back, and she looks up at me and fucking pouts. Pouts.
I pinch her chin. “Any more of that and I’m gonna come down that pretty little throat.”
“Spoil sport.”
I had no clue she could be this sassy, and I’m here for every single second of it.
I pull her to her feet. “You look like a goddamn angel.”
She smirks. “I don’t think either of us are going to Heaven after what we’re about to do.”
Touché.
I kiss her chastely then lean down toward my pants, pulling my wallet out as I tip a condom into my palm. “We’re really doin’ this?”
Her eyes trickle down my body, the heat I find in her gaze is unmistakable. “Yes.”
I grin, rip the foil packet with my teeth and make light work of the rubber. Her eyes dip to watch me roll it on with fascination, but something else lingers there — worry? “You’re gonna be fine,” I reassure her.
“You’re so big, Z.”
“It’ll only hurt for a second.”
She rolls her eyes but yelps when I pick her up savagely, my lips crashing against hers, and she wraps her legs around me.
“Let’s set this barn on fire,” she whispers, then adds, “Not literally, just figuratively.”
“Do you ever stop talkin’?” I don’t wait for her to answer as we get lost in each other. I guide her back to the barn wall, needing the stability to do what I need to do.
My tongue finds hers and I grip my cock, sliding the tip through her wet heat as she shudders under my touch. I tap my throbbing head against her clit, and she grips me harder. Biting down on her bottom lip, she groans. “Give me one more, then you can have my dick,” I tell her.
“Zane, I-I can’t…”
“Yes, you can, I see that color rise in your cheeks. You’ve been thinking about this for a while, haven’t you, Manhattan?”
“What if I have? What are you gonna do about it, Lawless?”
I spank her bare ass and she yelps. “You think you can take this?”
“Y-yes.”
“You don’t sound so sure.”
“I’m sure.” She presses her ass back against me, trying to impale me.
I laugh, nipping her neck lightly. “You’re a very impatient girl, you know that? Maybe I should put you over my knee first.”
“Don’t you dare,” she scolds. “Hurry, Z, I need it.”
I breathe in the intoxicating scent of her cotton candy smelling hair, and then I rub my cock against her clit until she’s withering against my body, her nails gripping my ass as she comes all over my tip.
I don’t wait, moving to her entrance, and even though I want to slide right into her hot, slick pussy, I know I can’t be the brute I want to be.
I’m big, and that’s not even me being a jerk.
“You’re so…” she trails off with a moan as I slide another inch. “My god, that feels so perfect.”
“You can take it, Princess.” I slide in and out, only halfway inside her, my eyes rolling back into my head at how perfect she feels around me.
“Zane!”
Her words are my undoing, and on my next hip press, I thrust all the way in.
She cries out, her fingernails digging in as I stop, hip to hip. I’m so deep.
“Feel how well we fit?” I pinch her chin as she opens her eyes. “Are you oka—”
“Don’t stop,” she whispers. “Zane, don’t you dare stop.”
I pull out, then slowly thrust back in. I grunt, my head swimming as she grips me like a vice. “That’s it, takin’ me so well, baby, we fit like a fuckin’ glove.”
“I-I, oh god, fuck, I’m coming, Z—” She throws her head back and I ride it home. Sadie’s hair is a mess, her cheeks red, her skin clammy, and she’s never looked so goddamn perfect. I adore her. I’d love her even more if she were in my bed, but I can’t leave Zeus all alone, not tonight.
I need more, so much more. My tongue finds hers as we cling to one another, my hips pistoning faster as she wraps her arms around my neck. We’re one. Completely and utterly. Mind, body and soul.
“Fuck,” I mutter. “Sadie.”
“Not so grumpy now, are we?” she muses.
When I open my eyes, she’s grinning, and I can’t get enough of her smiling at me like that. I make her pay with her orgasm drowning out my dirty words as she comes again.
“Gonna be fast,” I say. “Second time will be longer. It’s been… well, a while.”
“Me too,” she breathes. “A long, long, long time.”
It’s like music to my ears. I walk us over to the hay bale nearby, sitting down, I turn the tables so she’s now on top. Here I was thinking we weren’t gonna need the hay. “Ride me,” I command. “Ride it home, city girl. Show this country hick what he’s been missin’.”
She rises up onto her knees, then slams back down, gripping my shoulders as she steadies herself. “Oh, that’s big.”
I bite down on my bottom lip as I hold her hips, guiding her up and down. I’m so ready to combust, but seeing her like this? It’s nothing short of a dream come true.
Sure, I may have had my eye on Sadie since the beginning, but I never thought she’d end up in my bed, or in this case, my barn. She’s so warm. So soft. So goddamn perfect.
“You’re doin’ so well. Fuck that feels so good.”
“Z,” she whispers. “Oh, yes, I need more.”
I squeeze her ass with one hand, cupping her breast with the other. “Greedy girl.”
I lean in and suckle her nipple as she digs those nails in harder. I’m gonna have scrapes all over me tomorrow, but I don’t give a shit. It’s worth it. Plus, Sadie has a nice pink hickey showing up already on her neck. Oops.
I move my hands back to her hips and bounce her down on my cock harder. I love how her perfect tits jostle in my face, but this is too much. I’m gonna come.
I grunt. “I’m close,” I tell her. “Fuck.”
She grinds down on me harder, my impending orgasm seeming to spur her on. Then she’s spiraling again, shattering around me as I let go and follow suit, shouting her name across the empty space. I murmur against her neck as I hold her close, still pulsing inside her sweet pussy.
“Holy shit,” she whispers.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve never orgasmed that many times before.”
“Glad to hear it.” I kiss her nose, then I add with a wolfish grin. “Welcome home.”
She lays in my arms, sharing a sleeping bag with two other blankets thrown over the top. I helped her redress, not that I don’t want her naked again, but I also don’t want her to freeze. We moved back into Zeus’s stable. I checked his vitals before turning in.
Sadie was adamant that we both stay, even when I suggested she go back to the cabin. She didn’t want to leave, and she assured me Mindy would be okay in the house.
It feels right her being in my arms, and I’ve never felt this kind of rightness before. Even with Hilary, we never cuddled. We never did a lot of things.
“You must have loved it growing up here,” she says with a yawn.
“I’ll never leave Alpine Falls, it’s my home. But I guess it would be cool to see other places.”
She shifts, looking up at me. “You mean like… New York?”
I shrug. “My sister is always telling me not to judge a book by its cover.”
Sadie laughs, settling back down on my chest. “Your family is amazing.”
“In small doses,” I say. “What about your parents? Any siblings?”
“My parents are awesome, I have no other siblings. Dad retired a few years ago because he has a heart condition. They moved back to Colorado to have a quieter life. I miss them a lot. I thought being in New York was the bee all of life.” She laughs without humor. “Now I’m not so sure.”
“Alpine Falls growin’ on you?” I certainly hope so.
She sighs. “Yes. And I have a confession.”
“Uh-oh.”
She slaps my chest playfully. “I may have extended the truth about moving here.”
My mood plummets, even though I knew there was probably that chance she was just here for the holidays. “Oh.”
“Yes. I really needed a job and to get away from New York for a while. I had every intention of going back.”
Had. There’s hope for me yet.
“If I’m bein’ honest, I already knew this wouldn’t be a long-term gig for you. I might be a lumberjack, but I do have half a brain in my skull,” I say.
“Only half?” she teases playfully.
I bump her with my hips. “Hilarious.”
“But I don’t know. I could maybe see myself here. What would I go back to New York for? Aside from my friends, I’d miss them, of course, but what I thought was glittering and dazzling doesn’t seem that exciting anymore.”
Hope blooms in my chest. “I told you. Give it a minute, small towns grow on you.”
“So do grumpy lumberjacks.”
“I’m not that grumpy. Just set in my ways.”
“Okay, the entire town of Alpine Falls is wrong.”
I frown. “The entire town?”
“Well, the majority, though I’ve heard that you do have a heart buried under all that brawn.”
“An ice pick for Christmas then? You could slowly chisel away at it.”
“You’re not half as bad as they say. Of course, we’re forgetting what’s really important. I’d have to shop online if I stayed here,” she sighs. “The fashion in town doesn’t scream haute couture, but that could be a good thing because I’ve barely spent any money, except for food—”
“Lettuce leaves are pretty cheap.”
“Wow, Zane Clarence Lawless, was that a joke?”
“How do you know my middle name?”
She giggles. “Your mom.”
I shake my head. “Great. It’s my great grandfather’s name before you go pokin’ fun.”
She cuddles up to me once more. “I’d never do such a thing… Clarry.”
I chuckle, kissing her forehead. “Don’t think this means I’m gonna be Mr. Nice Guy at work now.”
“Oh, I didn’t think that was even possible.”
“You ever thought about stand up comedy?”
“Actually, I’ve considered it,” she laughs. “But alas, Mindy wouldn’t like it if I were out too much at night, so I would probably prefer to stay at the Lawless Christmas Tree Farm. If you’ll have me. I know we’ve had sex once, and that doesn’t mean anything—”
“Actually, it means a lot. I can’t say I’ve been a saint, but I haven’t given much away, definitely not my heart since… well, her. So it does mean something. And if I’m being honest, it’s more than just sex.” I clear my throat, uneasy with being so candid. “Mindy missed you when you were gone.”
I feel her laughter as she shakes. “Just Mindy?”
“Fine, you got me. I missed you, too.”
“Zane Lawless, are you turnin’ into a gooey gummy bear instead of a grizzly?”
“I’ll show you how grizzly I can be if you keep this up.”
“Promises, promises.”