Chapter 16 ZAYDEN #3
Several pairs of eyes swivel in our direction as I pull her towards the dance floor. She doesn’t resist and when we get to the centre, she loops her arms around my neck and I pull her in. Blood rushes to my groin at the feeling of her body flush against mine.
‘I’ve been going crazy waiting for you to get here,’ I blurt, not ashamed to admit that I’m embarrassingly obsessed with this woman.
Her smile widens. ‘Oh really?’
‘Oh yeah.’
Our closeness is attracting a lot of attention, but I don’t care. Fake or not, all I want right now is to be with this girl. Leaning down, I press my lips to hers. She moans softly, parting her lips, inviting me to kiss her deeper.
The way Nora kisses me is exactly how she is as a person – warm, soft, sensual, sexy, with the ability to command every inch of my focus.
Tangling my fingers in her long hair, our tongues clash against each other, and it’s almost painful, the ache building inside me at the thought of all the things I want to do with her.
When Nora sighs against my lips in contentment and pleasure, I almost come undone.
I can’t think straight. I forget we are in public.
I forget people are staring at us. I forget it all, because she is commanding all of me and I am powerless to resist her.
Kissing her, touching her, feeling her – it’s become an addiction.
I’m not one to do this kind of thing in public.
I may flirt, buy a woman a drink, and be seen chatting away, but this is meant to be private.
These kinds of touches and kisses should be hidden from anyone else’s prying eyes.
Honestly, I don’t have these kinds of thoughts and feelings about girls.
After Leasa, I thought I’d become so detached from everything that it all became numb and meaningless.
Now, I feel like every part of me is on fire.
Breathlessly, I step back from her, running my fingers down the sides of her face. She’s struggling to catch her breath as she gazes adoringly up at me.
‘Sorry Vixen,’ I whisper. ‘I shouldn’t have done that.’
‘I love it,’ she whispers back. ‘Very, very hot, Biker Boy.’
That does it.
Clamping my hand around hers, I pull her again, ignoring the wide eyes from my sister and Cami as I guide Nora past them, not even acknowledging them, which is completely out of character for me. The cool night air washes over us, and it does little to soothe the ache and tension caressing my body.
The Uber arrives quickly, and my hand slips between her thighs on the short drive back to the house. Her, sitting so close to me, in a tight-fitting skirt … I can’t keep my hands to myself.
My finger skates across the fabric of her underwear, and I feel it growing moist under my touch. It’s near impossible not to make a sound in the backseat, but the thought of her wet for me makes me feral.
I’ve never wanted anyone more.
The thought of knowing no one else has gotten to taste her, to experience what she feels like, to have her beneath them … it’s an honour I would gladly wear for the rest of my life, if we get to that point.
As much as I want to go there with her, unless I know this is truly real and we are together, I won’t be letting it get that far.
As tough as I pretend to be, I won’t be able to just walk away from her after having her.
Unless this is the real deal and we’re all in, I cannot lose myself to her, although the self-control I’m desperately trying to hang on to is slipping very quickly.
‘Why were you so late to the party?’ I ask her as we fall through the door in a tangle of hair, limbs and kisses.
‘Got carried away with pre-drinks,’ she says, gesturing to the piles of empty bottles on the dining room table.
‘I missed you,’ I say.
She eyes me, a smirk tilting her lips. ‘You did not.’
‘I definitely did.’
‘You’re crazy.’
‘Crazy for you.’
Guiding her over to the lounge, I press her against it.
‘Stay here,’ I say.
‘Yes sir.’
Goddamn, I love it when she says that.
I take the stairs two at a time, then rummage through my bedside drawer and return just as quickly. She’s where I left her, patiently waiting.
‘Good girl,’ I murmur. ‘I’d like to try something new, if you’re comfortable with it.’
‘I’ll do just about anything you ask of me,’ she whispers.
Desire courses through me almost violently. Brushing my fingers across her cheeks, I sweep her hair back and lean down, kissing her neck. She sighs softly, and it’s my new favourite sound.
Throwing the towel down onto the lounge, I push her back onto it, inching her skirt up her thighs.
‘Eyes on me, Vixen.’
Her eyes snap to mine as I slip a finger around her underwear and pull them down. She lifts her hips, helping them slide down her legs, and I discard them on the floor. Pulling out two vibrators, I place them beside her. My hands skim across her thighs, opening her legs further for me.
My pulse hammers as my finger slides across her entrance, and her breath stutters. Wetness coats my finger and I press her clit firmly, grinding up and down, loving the way her pupils dilate as she leans heavily back onto her elbows.
Her wetness increases and when she hangs her head back, I know she’s becoming more relaxed. I grab the vibrators, placing one against her clit, and the other I nudge inside her. She moans, spurring me to increase the pressure and pace.
In less than a minute, her thighs are trembling and she calls out my name as she squirts all across my hand, soaking the towel underneath her. I’ve never had someone respond to me so quickly and it is so damn sexy.
‘I’ve never felt like this,’ she whimpers, still shaking as her breaths fall hard and fast out of her mouth, her chest almost heaving as she grapples with her post-orgasm high.
‘This is just the beginning of what I’ve got planned for you.’ Swallowing, nerves spike through me as I lean back slightly, meeting her eyes. ‘This is now the new thing I’d like to try with you and I understand completely if you don’t want to.’
‘I want to.’ She scrapes her lower lip between her teeth, her hooded gaze meeting mine. ‘Surprise me.’ Her eyes flutter closed and her breath stills as she waits.
‘You’re driving me crazy,’ I groan.
Covering my finger in lube, I press it against her ass, sliding my finger around her entrance. She immediately tenses, but then relaxes.
‘Do you trust me?’ I ask.
‘Yes,’ she replies, no hesitation.
I push my finger slowly into her and she stiffens, a gasp escaping her, but just like before, she relaxes after a few seconds, and my finger sinks deeper into her.
‘How does it feel?’ I question softly, curiously staring up at her face, unable to decipher what she’s thinking. She looks turned on, but also slightly wary at the same time.
‘Good?’ she answers, but it comes out more like a question. ‘Yeah?’ I ask, assessing her carefully.
‘Yeah,’ she nods. ‘It feels very different, but good.’
‘Are you okay for me to continue?’
‘Absolutely.’
I grin, loving her enthusiasm and braveness. I’m definitely one to explore and I have a high drive. I feel like we match each other’s freak, and I’m so here for it.
‘Roll over.’
Doing as she is told, Nora rolls onto her stomach.
My hands go straight to her cheeks and I cup them, loving the feeling of them in my hands.
Stepping back, I pull her ankles, dragging her closer to the edge.
She lets out a squeak of surprise and another moan when I place the vibrator against her again. She twitches slightly and I pause.
‘Okay?’ I ask, checking in with her, now that I can’t see her face.
‘Yes, just sensitive.’
Reaching for the other vibrator, I press it to her.
‘Ready?’ I murmur.
‘Yes,’ she replies. ‘Hell yeah.’
‘This is so hot,’ I groan.
Pushing the tip of the vibrator in, she sucks in a sharp breath. I pause, and she squirms, pushing back towards me.
‘Keep going,’ she urges.
‘You sure?’
‘Positive.’
I’m fucking loving this. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time, but never had a partner willing to try, and I’ve never felt such a deep connection and level of closeness like I do with Nora.
I trust her, she trusts me, and I know we’re both there for each other.
I’ve never felt so sure about someone like I do with her.
For the first time, I’m receiving the amount I’m putting in, and it’s quickly making me realise I will never settle for less ever again.
‘Good?’ I press, pushing the vibrator in further.
‘Yes!’
Concentrating, I move the other one to enter her, filling both holes at the same time. She moans, and my cock is so hard and full, I feel like I might explode.
She grinds against my hand, placing her own pressure on her clit, the toy vibrating in quick bursts inside her.
‘I feel so full,’ she gasps.
‘In a good way?’ I query, hardly recognising my voice. Deep and raspy, unable to hide the huskiness.
‘In a great way.’
‘Permission to go a little crazy?’ I ask.
‘Oh yeah.’
I begin moving my hand quickly, pushing the vibrator in and out of her.
She grinds on me, gaining momentum, matching my rhythm.
Removing my hand from the toy in her ass, I wipe the excess lube onto the towel and spank her.
Her breath quickens and I know she’s nearing another orgasm, I can tell by the way her legs squeeze together as she bucks her hips desperately.
I slap my hand against her skin again, enjoying how much she is enjoying this.
‘I’m … I’m about to …’ she doesn’t get to finish her sentence as she coats my hand yet again, and I involuntarily thrust a little into her, getting off on her getting off. I want to be inside her so badly.
I’m so focused on what my hands are doing, when she suddenly freezes, I furrow my brows, reeling back.
‘What’s wrong?’ I ask.
‘Um,’ she says slowly, turning to look over her shoulder at me. ‘I think it fell out.’
‘Huh?’ I ask, looking down at her bare skin. ‘What fell out?’
‘The one in my …’ she pauses. ‘Butt.’
Frowning, I look at her, no longer seeing the end of the vibrator, but also not having seen or heard it fall. I scan my eyes quickly around the towel and the floor. She quickly gets to her feet, looking concerned.
‘Where is it?’ she asks, hugging her arms around herself, suddenly not looking as thrilled as she did a moment ago.
‘Umm …’ I trail off, frantically lifting the towel and searching. A sinking sensation fills my stomach as I begin to suspect what has happened. My eyes move to the remote. The toy in her butt was not set to vibration, and I was going to control it with the remote, but I hadn’t needed to.
Reaching for the remote, I press the button, simultaneously turning the other toy off. The vibration sounds and she flinches, a panicked look filling her eyes.
‘It’s inside you, isn’t it?’ I ask, pressing my lips together, trying not to laugh.
‘Oh my God,’ she squeaks. ‘I didn’t know this was possible.’
Covering my mouth with my hand, I stand still, trying to process what’s just happened and how I can fix it.
‘Get it out!’ she panics. She glares at me, eyes narrowing into slits as I try my hardest not to laugh. ‘This is not funny.’
‘I know, sorry,’ I quickly say. ‘Sorry.’
‘Zayden!’ she barks, and guilt floods me when I see tears brimming in her eyes. ‘This seriously isn’t funny. There is no way I’m going to the hospital and having to explain that I have a vibrator stuck in my ass!’
I snort with laughter despite the guilt and slap a hand over my mouth once more. ‘Sorry, sorry. Don’t panic, I’ll get it out.’
‘How are you so calm right now?’ she asks, shooting a glower at me. ‘Has this happened to you before?’
‘I can assure you, nothing like this has ever happened to me before,’ I quickly say. ‘I have no experience with butt stuff.’ I clear my throat and then gesture to her. ‘Clearly …’
‘Oh God,’ she says, squirming. ‘It feels so deep, what if you can’t get it out?’
‘I’ll get it out,’ I assure her. ‘Bend ov—’
We share a look of horror at the unmistakable sound of Mason’s truck pulling into the driveway. Nora throws on her clothes just as the front door opens.
Anya and Mason enter and look at us oddly. Nora has composed herself and now we’re awkwardly standing side by side, next to the lounge, looking like we have definitely been up to no good.
‘Hey!’ Anya greets us, stepping into the room, eyeing us with a confused look on her face.
‘You guys left early,’ Mason says, following closely behind her. ‘Didn’t miss much, it was pretty lame.’
‘Yeah,’ Anya agrees. ‘What have you guys been up to?’
Silence falls, as both Nora and I are unable to form a sentence.
‘What’s that sound?’ Mason asks, looking around the room, and Nora’s face floods with heat as we both realise he’s referring to the vibrations.
‘Oh my God,’ Anya giggles, understanding dawning on her face, her eyes shifting to the lounge where the towel and one of the vibrators are, since the other one is … currently somewhere it should not be. ‘Wow guys, way to do it out in the open for everyone to see.’
‘Kill me now,’ Nora mutters.
‘Huh?’ Mason asks, looking lost, until his eyes fall on us, noticing our flushed cheeks and messy hair. ‘Oh …’ he trails off. ‘Er—we shall leave you to it.’
Anya looks amused as the two disappear up the stairs. The fact that we are literally in the lounge room only just occurred to me. I didn’t even think when we started.
‘Zayden, so help me God, if you don’t get this out of me, I’m going to throttle you,’ Nora says through gritted teeth.
‘Got it,’ I say, glancing up at the stairs and hoping that neither of them decides to come down. I push my fingers inside her and she gasps, tensing, her knuckles bleaching white as she grips the lounge.
‘Deep breaths, Vixen,’ I murmur. ‘Trust me. I won’t hurt you.’
She nods, blowing out a breath, and I slowly feel her relax. Pushing my fingers further inside, I find the end of the vibrator. It’s twisted and turned on an angle, but I manage to secure my fingers on the edge of it.
‘Okay, now push a bit.’
‘Push?’ she squeaks.
‘Yes,’ I say gently. ‘Just a little bit. I need your help to get it out.’
‘Fuck my life,’ she groans, but does as I suggest.
My grip tightens, and I manage to get a good enough hold on the toy to pull it out. She hisses at the sensation and sags with relief once it’s out, collapsing onto the lounge. I turn it off, and when she meets my eyes, we both burst out laughing.