Chapter Twelve
Zane palmed Ellen’s heavy breast. He had always known she had great tits. Even when they were teens, she had a great body. Although back then, she tried to cover it anyway she could, the outline was always there driving him crazy.
He never let himself act much on that, but that didn’t change anything. All the desire he’d felt for Ellen had burst out. He’d thought he’d buried it, thought he was just helping a friend, but his body screamed the truth: this was about planting himself in a woman he’d wanted for years.
Her pink nipple pebbled under his touch. He rolled it against his palm as she continued moving against his now throbbing dick. He wondered if he’d come just from her touching and rubbing him.
“Fuck,” he grunted.
The pressure of her on his lap was killing him.
A slim hand reached between them and slipped inside the band of his boxers. She gripped him in her palm and stroked him a few times. Her fingers were not quite long enough to grip him fully.
He let out a loud groan, as his dick twitched under her touch.
Ellen trailed a finger over the head, rubbing the few droplets of cum that had seeped out around the sensitive head.
His breath now came out in short bursts. She was drawing him to the edge, and if he didn’t do something, she’d have him coming like a fucking teen before the real fun even started. His avoiding her for five years would be wasted.
Zane leaned forward and placed his mouth over her right nipple. He pinched the left as his mouth moved over the right, sucking, biting, and licking the peak as she continued to stroke him, the pressure building to almost unbearable levels.
Cool air passed over his throbbing cock as she slipped him over the band of his underwear. The sensation didn’t last long before she was pressed up against him again. Her panties pushed to the side as her wet pussy slid over him.
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned.
Zane pulled back from her breast as he tried not to swallow his own tongue.
She was so damn wet. He hadn’t even touched her much, but he could feel her juices dribble over him. It was such a turn on.
He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself under control. No. Not yet.
Zane brought his mouth back down to her chest, this time giving the left breast the same attention.
Ellen bucked hard against him, his need for her only increasing with each move.
He had to have her. To be inside her sweet body. The growing clamor of need pulsed through him.
He brought his hands back to her hips and moved in time with her. The head of his cock bumping against the tender bundle of nerves on her sweet pussy.
“More,” she groaned.
Zane watched as she reached down between them and stilled her hips for a moment before sinking down on him.
His hands gripped her hips as he tried to breathe through the pleasure created by her tight vice wrapping around him. He gritted his teeth, still trying to keep his control, even though he was perched on the edge.
She felt amazing. Better than he could have ever imagined, and it only made him want more. But he waited. He could feel her body settle over him and knew she was stretched to the max inside.
“El?” His voice croaked out as he struggled to maintain some control. He wanted to ask if she was okay, but he couldn’t find the words.
Her beautiful sea green eyes opened and stared directly at him, as if staring right into his soul, and for a moment he felt stripped and bare to her in ways he had never felt before. Why had he resisted this? Why had he run away?
Ellen gave a little nod.
Slowly she moved on top of him. Her sweet pussy slid up nearly all the way off before sliding back down.
Zane hissed with each movement. This was a slow sort of torture that he wasn’t sure he ever wanted to end.
Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she increased her pace, his hands still on her hips to help guide her back again over and over.
His own hips started to rise to meet her. Each time he grew more desperate to keep himself buried deep inside her.
She sped up again. Her tits bounced in front of him. Her nipples puckered into two hard pink buds, and if there was any sense still left in his brain, he might have leaned forward to suck them in his mouth, but instead all he could think about was his need to go faster, to see her come as he thrust inside her.
Zane slipped his hands around to her ass and stood without a word. His dick remained rooted deep inside her.
Ellen moaned as he stood. The new angle only pushed him deeper inside her. She could feel his thick head as it rubbed against her cervix. Her body shuddered around him, and she only wanted to feel more. Every single nerve burned, her body soaked in pleasure.
She moved over him as he remained standing with her in his arms. His hands were firmly on her ass, and his arms supported her weight.
Zane grunted as she continued to move, and she felt his cock swell even more, filling her.
She gave him a little smirk when he stared at her with his dark stormy brown eyes.
“Behave,” he said.
Ellen nibbled her bottom lip. “Make me.”
She was surprised when he was the one to smirk next, and it made her heart race seeing him this way. This playful side of him.
The air whooshed around her as he quickly lowered her back to the couch. Zane slipped out of her, and she frowned at the empty feeling.
No. She was so close. Why was he pulling out? Had she misread his face?
Before she had time to answer that question, he was on his knees between her legs, his thick length stretched out in front of him.
She glanced back to Zane. Smirk still in place, he jerked her hips forward until she was aligned with him.
With one quick thrust, he was back inside her, filling her aching pussy to the brink of what she could handle.
She let out a loud moan, almost a scream, really.
After feeling him before, she wasn’t sure she’d be able to handle him, but the more she had stroked him, the more she wanted to feel him. Having him inside her now was heaven.
Zane reached between them and thumbed her clit. His hips slapped against hers in a steady pace that only added to her excitement.
She huffed as her orgasm started to flutter slightly inside her. It wouldn’t be long before she was coming hard over him.
“That’s it, baby,” he mumbled.
She loved the little pet names he used, and the fact that he was right there with her, pushing to reach the same blissful goal.
Ellen slid her hand down her body and pushed back his for gentle circles of her clit. He watched her hand. His eyes widened as she moved him out of the way.
With two fingers she slid past her clit and spread them over her pussy where his cock was pumping into her. She could feel him slapping into her where they were joined.
Fire lit behind his eyes, and something seemed to snap inside him.
“El,” he moaned loudly.
His hips slapped hard against her. She pulled her hand from between them and placed it on his chest. She could feel the hard muscles at work as he hammered into her.
The low flutter in her stomach intensified. She could feel her own muscles as she gripped him, her need for release burning inside. So close. So damn close.
As if he knew, Zane slammed hard into her. His strokes possessed more force than she thought she could take, but feeling him so deep inside was all she needed.
Ellen arched her back and moaned loudly as her body exploded with her climax.
Zane pumped a few more times before slamming into her once more. She felt the hard jerk of his cock inside her as he came.
They breathed hard for several moments, both still wrapped in the high of their orgasms.
When Zane finally pulled away, she opened her eyes to watch him. A small smile remained on her lips until he sat down on the couch next to her. His body sagged in a way that she didn’t expect after what they had just shared.
“We didn’t use a condom,” he whispered.
Her mind blanked as she processed his words. They hadn’t used protection. Oh fuck.