CHAPTER SEVEN
ZAYNE
I MOVE BACK TO HER SIDE. She’s slowly killing me in her dress; it outlines her curvy figure and allows me to see her hard nipples. Not only have I taken notice, but so has my cock. I don’t know what it is about this woman beside me, but I’ve been standing at attention since I first saw her. Who would have thought a green-eyed vixen would solve my boner problem? I’ve never been this hard for anybody, but once I walked through the door and my eyes landed on her sitting there alone at the bar, I was a goner. I watch her nervously pick at her seat belt. Her gold mask does nothing to hide her nerves.
“May, are you sure you want to do this? I can bring you back to the park ‘n’ ride if that’s what you want,” I softly tell her, but deep down, I’m praying she wants this as much as I do.
She turns her attention to me. “No, I do…I mean…jeez, I sound way too eager.” I chuckle at her stumbling over her words. On an impulse, I lean over and feather my lips to hers. Her lips are warm, and I get a small sample of her taste. I pull back to see her emerald eyes lighted with surprise, and then they fill with lust that I’m sure matches mine. She leans into my space and catches my lips with hers. I groan as she licks my bottom lip then moves to the top one. She nips it, and I gasp at the surprise. She takes advantage of the moment and slides her tongue in, rolling hers over mine and licking the roof of my mouth. Shocked at her boldness, I stay stock-still while she explores. All too soon, she pulls away. Her pink tongue laps her lips, and her shyness takes hold again as she starts to pick at her seat belt.
“I…I don’t know what came over me. You kissed me and something clicked, and I had to have more. I’m sorry for being so—” I don’t give her a chance to finish. My lips and tongue shut her up. I’ll be damned if I give her time to regret the hottest kiss I’ve ever received. Her hot little tongue started a fire storm in me, and the way to put it out is to bury my cock deep inside her.
This time, I take charge. My hand lifts toward her hair, aching to feel if it’s as soft as it appears, but she halts my pursuit and laces her fingers with mine. I grab her neck, angling her for a deeper kiss. Tugging her close, my other hand bunches up her dress when she crawls over and straddles me. Her hot center cradles my cock through my pants while she slowly starts to ride me. I break away and trail hot kisses along her chin line, down her neck, and across her collar bone. My hand tugs down the top of dress enough that her breast pops out and into my awaiting mouth. May gasps as my tongue feasts on the pearled nipple, her moans spurring me on.
“Oh, God, Z, that feels so good.” Her hands fly to my shoulders, curling in. My hand travels down her neck to her shoulder and pulls down the strap of her gown. May urgently yanks it down, allowing her other breast to pop out, and I attack that with the same enthusiasm I gave the other. The more I suck on her breasts, the faster she rubs her center up and down my cock. I’m sure I’ll have an imprint of the zipper on it.
“I’m so close, I need…I need…”
“Tell me, do you want my fingers so deep inside you that you cream all over them?”
“Yes, yes, I need them.” I take her mouth again in a ferocious kiss as I bunch her gown even further up her hips. My hand slips between the two of us, and I nearly come when I feel a barely there thong that’s soaked with her juices. I smirk against her lips while I draw on her thong, letting the fabric run against her clit. She jerks in my arms, letting out a strangled yelp. After a few tugs, I push it off to the side and pinch her distended clit.
“Do that again, please,” she begs. I circle my finger until she is thrusting her hips in rhythm with my ministrations. Her legs start to quake next to my thighs. I pull away from the kiss, dying to watch her shatter on my fingers. Swiftly, I lift her up and add a curled finger inside her pussy. May throws her head back and screams out when I shove another one in. Her pussy convulses around my fingers, tightening, then releasing. Her cream drenches my fingers and the front of my pants. I stare, enraptured, as her chest, neck, and face flush and stare at her breasts bouncing with each breath and thrust of her hips. My pants match hers. I close my eyes tightly, willing my own orgasm to hold off, so I don’t jizz in my pants like some randy sixteen-year-old.
May limply falls against my chest, her head resting on my shoulder. The scent of sex and something familiar…a flower—lilacs—mix in the air. A quick image of Marnie pops up, but fades away. I allow several minutes for May to recover, then she lifts her head and lazily smiles at me. “Wow, that was amazing.” She places a peck on my check.
I smirk at her. “Honey it’s only the beginning. I just hope you can keep up with me.”
She rights herself on my thighs and gazes straight down with mirth in her green eyes. “I ate my Wheaties this morning. I think I’m good.”
I full-body laugh, shaking her and myself. I pull her down, crushing my mouth to hers. “You ready for the rest of the night?” She nods vigorously.
Frank drops us off at the hotel that also houses my penthouse. I nod to the staff, and May clings to me while we walk to the elevator. I jab my finger on the up button several times, impatiently waiting for the doors to slide open. The doors ping open, and I swing May inside. After pressing the button for my floor, I’m on her as soon as the doors close. I pin her body against the wall, holding her up with my weight and wedging a thigh between her legs. She hooks her legs around my waist as I plunder her mouth, moving my tongue in and out, mimicking what I want my cock to do to her. She moans against my ear when I move down her neck to her collar bone.
The elevator pings again, alerting me we have reached my floor. I gently place her on her feet, holding her up so she can steady herself. “God, you’re a fantastic kisser. You set all my nerves on fire with your tongue,” she breathlessly murmurs again my chest.
“Just wait ‘til I get you into bed. We’ll be setting the room on fire.” I tug her arm, leading her into my penthouse. I whirl around and crash my mouth against hers. Her hands are all over me, and my jacket falls to the ground. I quickly unbutton my shirt and throw it across the room. She rests her palms on my pecs and squeezes.
“You’re hard everywhere.” Her gaze blazes as she takes in my chest and arms. With a smirk, I grind my throbbing cock into her belly.
“Yes, I am hard all over.” Excitement flows through my veins as I wind my arms around her lithe body to find the zipper of her dress. Ever so slowly, I drag the zipper down, and the straps of her dress fall down her arms. Helping it along, I tug on the dress, allowing her breasts to bounce out. Now I can see them in the light, and they are perfect. Just over a handful, they bead to a tight dusky pink that’s just begging for my mouth. I latch on and suck with fervor. She gasps then moans, dragging her fingers up onto my face, almost dislodging my mask. I let go of her breast and peer up. “No, leave our masks on, I like it this way.” She nods, and I lift her up in my arms. Again, she wraps her legs tightly around my waist.
She whispers, “Take me to bed.” I’m not one to question orders, especially since I’m dying to get into her heaven.
“Yes ma’am.” She giggles against my lips as I walk us down the hall. She continues to explore my mouth with nips, licks, and sucks. I barely make it to my bedroom without taking her against the wall. I heave open the door, enter, and with a quick kick, slam the door shut. I shuffle us to the bed and stop when I hit the mattress. With a groan, I tear her away from my body and toss her onto the bed. She lands with an “umph,” and a giggle.
“I love it, when it’s rough,” she breathlessly confirms. I smile lopsidedly at her and unbutton my pants. Her breath hitches when I thumb them and my boxers and slowly lower them. My thick cock pops free, and the red bulbous head aims right for her.
May gathers up to her knees, with her eyes watching my cock. Her dress falls completely down, revealing the smallest pair of black lace panties ever. I zero in on her pussy, and I can see her thatch of hair and wetness from earlier. She raises her hand, and with a smirk on her face, curls her fingers in a “come hither” motion.
I leap onto the bed, and she falls backward. Laughter fills the room. I immediately latch to her mouth, drinking in her spicy taste, memorizing her lips. She matches my zealous action with her own; her tongue caresses mine. Her hands frantically move up and down my back and arms, pulling me into her, pressing us to become one.
“We need to lose this dress,” I mumble against her lips, and I pull up to my knees. I run my hands up and down her silky thighs, making sure my thumbs barely touch her lips. Her hips arch up with anticipation when I hook her thong and slowly lower it, grabbing the dress along the way, and flicking them off. I turn back to see the glorious body laid out in front of me.
Without warning, I smash against her clit, sucking it into my mouth, and the sweetest nectar explodes in my mouth. I inhale her scent, ingraining it in my mind as I lick and suck her. May’s whimpers and pleas echo in the room as she begs me to finish her, but I don’t think I’ll ever be finished, not when I’m hooked like a druggie.
I add two fingers into her already tightening pussy and thrust at a grinding pace.
“Yes, yes, I’m so close.” She quivers around my fingers, and I viciously jerk them out. “What the…Why did you do that?” she hollers at me.
“Because the next time you come, it will be on my cock,” I explain as I reach over to the bedside table and grab the foil package. I rip open the condom and spit the piece out of my mouth to the floor. I take my painfully hard cock in my hand and roll the condom on.
With my cock still in hand, I glance up to her and see unease in her eyes. “Don’t worry, I made sure I’ll fit.” I line myself up and slowly press inside.
May sucks in air and arches her back, pulling me further inside. God, I was right; she’s tight, hot, and Heaven. I pull out, leaving only the tip, and surge back in as May lets out a scream. I muffle her cries with my lips and set a steady pace of thrusting and swirling my hips, making sure I hit all her hot spots at once. She yanks away from me panting; her movements sync with mine. Her nails score my back and dig in. The pain eggs me on faster, deeper. Suddenly, her legs shake, and her pussy starts to quiver. “Fuck, yessssss!” she yells as she clamps on my cock, dragging me into my own powerful, soul-shattering release. I pulse and pulse, filling the condom to the brim, until I have nothing left but mind-numbing happiness.
I collapse against her; her breasts push into my chest with the rise and fall of her breaths. Soon, her breathing evens outs, and her hands fall limply at her sides. I pull out; small bursts of pleasure tingle along my sensitive cock, and I roll out of bed. I pad to the bathroom, dispose of the used condom, freshen up, and walk back to the bed. I climb inside, pull the covers over us, and tug May to me as I tightly as I possibly can. Her lilac scent lulls me to sleep.