Zandra
Thankfully, Taylor was working that night. And that meant we had the place to ourselves for at least four hours. Probably even more than that, if she went out to eat with the other employees we worked with.
My body already tingled at the thought that I’d get to feel Kane’s hands all over me again. Many times throughout the years I’d ached to feel the man’s touch again. No one had ever even come close to comparing to Kane. Even though he’d been just a seventeen-year-old teen when we’d had our one night of sinful pleasure, he’d known his way around my body. I couldn’t wait to see what he’d learned in the last decade.
Kane held out his hand, palm up. “Give me your keys, and I’ll open the door.”
Placing them in his hand, I purposely let my fingertip graze his palm as I licked my lips. I was sure what I wanted to do to the man was considered criminal in some states, and I was going to do everything that I’d ever dreamed of doing to him. “Here ya go.”
Not moving for a beat, he eyed my finger as it moved over his palm. “Oh, baby, you’re not gonna hold anything back from me, are you?”
All I did was shake my head. Seeing that, he hurried to unlock the door and then grabbed my hand, pulling me inside. I kicked the door closed then he pushed me up against it, forcing a heavy breath out of my lungs. His mouth came to mine, inhaling the breath I’d exhaled.
I felt his hand behind me, locking the door.
Always the responsible adult.
At least he’d had the wherewithal to think about that. I hadn’t thought about anything but him and how badly I wanted to be naked with him ASAP.
Our tongues fought for control as his kiss went deep and sensual. I had no choice but to give in to his demands. Pulling his lips from mine, he whispered, “Take me to your bedroom?”
Taking his hand, I led him through the dark apartment to my bedroom where he promptly closed the door behind us, locking that one too. Waiting for him to tell me what he wanted me to do, I stood there in silence. It took me back to that night when I hadn’t a clue what sex was about, and how he’d taught me so much in the few hours we’d had together.
Pushing me back a bit, he ran his hands over my shoulders then turned me around to unzip my dress, letting it fall in a heap around my feet. Next to go was the pearl necklace, then the matching earrings. He walked away from me, putting them neatly on the dresser, then he stood there in the dim light.
I looked over my shoulder to see what he was looking at, as I could feel his eyes on my body. In only a bra and panties, I felt on display for him, and I liked the way it felt. I ran my hands down my sides, leaving them on my thighs.
“Step out of the shoes and go to the bed, Zandra.” His eyes stayed on my body as I did what he said.
I didn’t take a seat, as he hadn’t told me to. I did remember that Kane liked to be in control. He’d loved orchestrating every little detail and aspect of what we’d done that night so long ago, and I figured he still liked things that way.
It seemed like forever before he began undressing himself. Again, I was taken back to that night. He’d stood in front of me, taking his clothes off slowly. I was so shy back then that I’d ducked my head. That had made him stop, pull my head up by my chin, and tell me to look at him. I’d done as he’d wanted me to back then, and I was ready to do the same now.
Reveling in each inch of his tanned skin that was revealed, my body pulsed with excitement, want, and need. Once he was completely naked, I gasped at his cock, which was somehow even larger than I’d remembered. “Kane!” I yelped, unable to take my eyes away.
With a wink, he moved toward me. “Yeah, I kept growing in a couple places even after high school, baby.” His hands made quick work of my bra before he ripped my panties off me, making me gasp again.
My thighs shook as the material cut into them for only a second before breaking free. I reached out, clutching his muscular biceps to steady myself. His hands finally ran up my body, gliding along both sides before he took me by the waist, lifting me up then laying me back on the bed. Pulling my ass back to the edge of the bed, he grinned at me before going to his knees.
I couldn’t breathe as his lips pressed against my throbbing pussy. He took each leg behind the knee, lifting them both up then placing my heels on the bed. Totally spread and open for him, he went to work.
Grabbing two handfuls of the bedspread underneath me, I held on tightly as Kane kissed, licked, and sucked me into a state of arousal that seemed as close to heaven as I’d ever been.
He’d been good at oral sex back then, but now, he was excellent. I didn’t want to think about who he’d practiced on but had to admit that I was pleased that he’d gotten even better.
One long lick up, then he went back down through the folds with his pointed tongue before pushing it into me. He used it to fuck me into a mindless state that left me screaming as an orgasm moved through me, starting at the top of my head, ending in my toes.
Satisfied with my reaction, Kane got up. He walked back to the pile of his clothing and leaned down, taking something out of one of the pockets. The light from the window, the only light in the room, caught the shiny foil packets.
I leaned up on my elbows, looking at what he had. “I’m on the Pill, Kane. You don’t have to use those. And this time you can trust me. Take a look at the package of birth control pills on my dresser.”
He did take a quick glance at the pills on the dresser, but he kept coming toward me with the strand of condoms still in hand. “Good. I’m glad you’ve decided to take care of the birth control thing.” Pulling one of them open, he slipped it over his hard dick.
“So why are you still putting one on then?” I wanted to feel the real him inside of me. Skin to skin.
“Diseases,” he said nonchalantly, as if that wasn’t insensitive or insulting in the least.
“I don’t have any diseases, Kane.” I moved my body up on the bed then pulled the blanket down so I could get on the sheet underneath it.
I couldn’t believe the lopsided grin he had on his face. “And how do you know if you have any or not? Did you get checked out after your last sexual encounter?”
He’d struck a nerve. I hadn’t gotten checked out in the last six months. I’d only had sex a few times though. And with guys who didn’t seem like they had any diseases.
When I didn’t answer, he climbed onto the bed, giving me that knowing look he had. “So, let me just take precautions this time, baby. I’ll personally give you an exam tomorrow at my office so we can be sure you’re clean.”
I had to be honest with him. “All this talk of diseases has put a bit of damper on things.”
With a kiss to the tip of my nose, his knee moved between my legs, spreading them open again. “Sorry about that, baby. It’s a necessary evil. And you can imagine how much both of our spirits would be dampened if I came up with an STD. Let me take care of things. I’m pretty damn good at it.” He pushed his fat, long, hard-as-a-rock cock into me and everything I’d been thinking vanished in an instant. “Better?”
I moaned, low and slow. “Better.”
Rocking back and forth, his body was tight to mine. The mound of flesh above his cock moved rhythmically over my clit as he moved deep inside of me. Unimaginable desire coursed through my veins as his lips pressed against mine.
My nails dug into his back as he took me higher and higher until a wave of intense pleasure shook me to my core. But he wasn’t about to stop there. Just like before, first came the slow and easy, then came the rough and rowdy.
“On your knees, Zandra.” Kane’s eyes were ablaze with passion as he issued his command.
Squirming to get to that position, I held my breath, waiting for the first slap. A sharp sound pierced the air as he hit my ass, making it sting in the best way ever. Not many men knew just how to deliver a well-placed slap that would make a girl go wet all over.
Barbaric as it may seem, having my ass smacked by Kane sent me into a deep state of arousal that nothing else could. His hand connected with my ass over and over before he thrust his cock back into me.
Fucking me from behind, he stopped slapping my butt to put his pinky into my ass, making me squeal. My body was so overwhelmed by sensation, I could hardly control the sounds that were coming out of my mouth.
“We’re gonna start spreading this out so I can take you here too, baby. I want to take you every way imaginable.”
My inner thighs quivered as I thought about his fat, long cock plunging deep into my asshole. “Yes,” I groaned with a raspy sound.
I felt him switch to a larger finger, which he pumped it into me at the same speed he pumped his cock. “Looks like you like the idea too. Your ass is really pulsing, baby. You want me to fuck your asshole, don’t you?”
“I do,” I growled. I did want that, so badly it wasn’t right.
“Kissing your asshole, licking it, sucking it, biting the soft edges then slamming my hard cock into it, making you scream in the best pain imaginable before pumping it into you until my cum bursts inside of you.”
He groaned then as his cock jerked inside of me. I didn’t get to feel the hot fluid filling me; the condom caught all that. But I could feel the intense jerking and the way he moaned with every pulse sent me into another climax that made my head feel like it was floating.
Slumping over my back, he kissed me between my shoulder blades. “One down, only ten or eleven more to go.” He pulled out of me, and I fell on the bed, face-first.
Panting, I tried to catch my breath before saying, “Fuck, that was good!”
“I need water.” He walked to the bathroom attached to my bedroom, coming back out with a washcloth.
I rolled over to find his cock glistening where he’d wiped it clean, the condom gone. Wiggling my finger at him, I beckoned him to come to me. “There are a few bottles of water in my top drawer. I keep them there so I don’t have to walk all the way to the kitchen if I get thirsty when I’m sleeping. You can drink one while you let me play with your sweet cock.”
He went to get the water then came back to me. Opening the bottle, he said, “Get to it, baby.” Then he held up one finger to stop me. “Wait. First, I want to get things straight between us. You’re mine. I don’t want to share you.”
As if I’d ever want anyone else.
“Is that so?” I moved to the edge of the bed on my hands and knees then sat on my ass, my face level with his cock, which was already growing with arousal at the thought of me sucking him off.
“That’s a fact, Zandra Larkin.” He moved one hand through my hair, pulling out what was left of the pins that had held it up. My hair hung freely around my shoulders. “You’re mine, and I’m yours. If you want me.”
For a brief moment, I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant. So I asked, “Does this mean that you and I are a couple?”
He nodded then took a drink. “It does.”
I needed more clarification than that, though. “Even in front of Fox?”
Now he froze. His eyes went up as if he had to think about that, and I wasn’t a fan of that at all. I started moving back on the bed but was stopped when he tightened the hand he had in my hair, wrapping his fist around the strands and preventing me from retreating from him any further. “Don’t do that. We’ll have to take things slow in front of him. But eventually, we’ll let him know we’re a couple. I just don’t want to get his hopes up too early on.”
“Can we hold hands and kiss each other on the cheek in front of him?” If he said no, then I wasn’t going to go any further.
My body language may have told him that as he smiled at me before answering, “Yeah, we can do those things.”
“Good. Then we can keep doing this thing, Dr. Price.” Moving back into position, I stretched open my mouth, ready to show him what I’d learned during our years apart.
I hoped he would be pleased too.