“Zane! Oh, fuck!”
He loved when she screamed like that. He wanted her to get loud enough to raise the roof, to inform the world exactly who owned her pleasure.
Switching, he lapped at her clit with relentless flicks of his tongue while plunging two fingers inside her, letting her muscles tighten as her orgasm erupted, her thighs clamping down around his head and holding him in place.
As she began to relax, he eased up, savoring the taste of her, but trying not to torment her – or himself – any longer.
“Now it’s my turn,” he said, pushing to his full height as he gripped his t-shirt behind his head and pulled it up and off before quickly shedding his jeans.
V looked almost peaceful as she stared up at him, a satisfied smile on her beautiful lips. Yep, he loved this damned pool table. Considering he couldn’t beat her at pool, he damn sure had to find his satisfaction somehow, and this certainly was one of the best ways to do that.
Lining his cock up against her entrance, Zane gripped his shaft and eased into her slowly, watching as her eyes closed, her mouth fell open. If the sensation was even remotely as intense for her as it was for him, he couldn’t blame her for trying to block everything else out. It was all he could do to maintain his grip on his sanity when he plunged deep inside her body, becoming one with this incredible woman. The woman he loved. The one who owned him – heart and soul.
“Tight,” he groaned through gritted teeth. “And wet.”
V opened her eyes and smiled, gifting him with the most magnificent gift a man could ever ask for. “I love you,” she whispered.
Pulling her hips closer to the edge of the table, he cushioned her butt on his hands to keep the edge from digging into her skin as he slowly penetrated her, then pulled out.
“I love you more,” he whispered, his eyes threatening to close as her fiery heat engulfed him, milking him while her muscles held him firmly in place. “God, baby, you feel so good.”
“I was thinking the same thing,” she giggled.
Her muscles tensed with her laughter, making him snap his teeth together as he fought the impending climax that had been patiently sitting dormant all damn day.
“I’ve got to fuck you now,” he warned her as he slid out, ensuring the engorged head remained nestled within her warm depths before he slammed into her again.
Luckily his hands were big because he had to latch his thumbs over her hips to hold her in place and still cushion her ass as he lifted her slightly. The angle was more than perfect, her tight sheath stroking him as he hurried his pace, thrusting forward hard and then slowly retreating. He didn’t know which was more erotic, watching his cock slide deep inside of her body, or watching her gorgeous tits as they swayed, that red and black bra barely containing them and doing little to keep them from sensually shifting back and forth with each thrust.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, V,” he said, his release building, his balls tightening and that telltale tingle starting at the base of his spine. “Fuck,” he groaned as he slammed into her hard, holding her in place.
As sweat broke out on his forehead, Zane concentrated all of his efforts on sending her into hyperspace, worried that he was going to freefall before he ever sent her over. “Come for me, V. Come all over my fucking cock.”
V’s pussy gripped him, threatening his resolve, but Zane refused to…
“Fuck yes! Zane!”
Now that was more like it.
Without conscious thought, Zane came with a vicious rush, holding V’s hips still, his body jerking, spasming as he spent himself inside of her.
As he came down from that intensely satisfying sexual high, he grinned down at his woman and smiled. “Have I mentioned how much I love you?”
V flashed him another sexy grin. “You have. But you’re more than welcome to tell me as often as you like.”
Chapter Four
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Gage
Saturday after Thanksgiving
Gage was beyond exhausted, and the holiday season had just begun. He actually wanted to be enjoying his Saturday at home, except, somehow Kylie had managed to convince him and Travis to go hunting for a Christmas tree on the same day everyone else was out looking for one. Did she come along to supervise? Of course not. Something about needing to get some work done. What he figured she was really trying to say was that she wanted to get the two of them out of the house for a little while.
So that meant they were snapping pictures and sending them to her, in hopes that she would approve of at least one of the trees that they managed to find at a little roadside stand just outside of Coyote Ridge.
Since she hadn’t been thrilled with any of them so far, Travis had informed him that they had one more place to try. And if she didn’t like one of those, he was going to Walmart and grabbing a fake one that she’d just have to deal with. Travis’ exact words.