Hearts on Fire (The Hunter Family) (17 page)

“Why not?”

“Because I won’t be able to control myself if I come inside.”

I gently touched his arm.  “Maybe I don’t want you to control yourself.”

He groaned as he leaned down to kiss me on the cheek.  “Don’t do this to me.  Tonight was our first date in a long time, let’s wait until the time is right.  I promise we won’t wait long.”

I tried not to pout but I couldn’t help it.  I wanted to be with him but he had made up his mind:  we were going to wait.  I reached up to give him a big hug and he pressed me against my door and gently held my face in his hands.  His lips slowly came down to mine, his body pressed into me, as his tongue slid over mine.  I literally felt weak in my knees as I struggled to remain standing.  The kiss was so good, a small whimper escaped my lips when he pulled away.  His eyes sparkled as they searched mine.

“You should go inside, I’ll see you Wednesday.”

“Okay, goodnight Zane.”

“Goodnight, beautiful.”

Of course I just about floated into my condo, I was so happy.  I really wished I could tell Claire what had happened.  She was the only one who knew the heartache I went through when Zane broke up with me, and she was the only one who would understand how happy I was.

I climbed into bed a few minutes later and let all of the happy feelings wash over me.  Zane was back.

I went into overdrive with my practice schedule.  Zane’s words telling me he knew I could get the lead played over and over in my head and I was more focused than ever.  On Tuesday afternoon I was alone in a small room at the studio when Claire came in.  I instantly tensed up as she breezed in, walked over to me, and put her hands on her hips as she studied my moves.  She totally threw me off.  To say I was irritated was an understatement, so I stopped and turned to look at her, my eyes filled with anger.

“
What?
”  My voice echoed in the small room.

She narrowed her eyes at me and the look on her face was all business.

“You should point your toe before you turn, it makes the move look more fluid.”

I was so caught off guard by her words I just stood there speechless.  Was she trying to help me?

I didn’t say anything but I did what she said and she was right.  As I watched myself in the mirror my moves seemed to flow more easily when I consciously pointed my toes.  It was little things like that that made a world of difference in my movements.  I was grateful for the tip, but before I could thank her she was gone.  After I completed my routine I stood there, breathing heavily, and smiled at myself in the mirror.  It felt good to know that even though we weren’t speaking, my sister cared about me.  I practiced for a few more hours and went home and basically collapsed in my bed.

Wednesday I was up bright and early, with butterflies going crazy, and I couldn’t wait to see Zane later that night.  I was at the studio by 7:30 and I pushed myself until lunchtime.  I took a brief break, ate a light lunch, and practiced for a few more hours.  I went home around 6:30 so I could take my time getting ready and make a delicious meal.  I made glazed salmon, mashed potatoes from scratch and a vegetable medley.  At 8:50 everything was ready and I double-checked my makeup in the mirror one last time.  I was caught off guard by the look on my face because I was literally beaming.  I was so excited to see Zane and I hoped that he liked what I was wearing.  My red, one shouldered dress skimmed my body perfectly and defined all of my curves in a very tasteful way.  I had flat-ironed my long dark hair so it had a lot of movement and I spritzed it with perfume so that Zane would smell me every time I moved.

My doorman called up exactly at 9:00 and my heart was thumping as I waited for Zane to come upstairs.  He knocked on my door a few minutes later and he just about took my breath away when I opened the door.  He looked so rugged and handsome as he stood there, his dark hair lying casually in place.  He was so beautiful.

“Hi, beautiful.”

I felt warm all over.  “Hi.”

He closed the door behind him and pulled me close for a hug and a kiss and then looked down at me, his arms still around me.  “It’s good to see you, you look gorgeous.”

“Thank you, it’s good to see you too.”

He looked around and raised his eyebrows.

“Nice place.  Can I have a tour?”

“Sure.”

When we got to my bedroom he walked inside and pulled me with him, wrapping his arms around me, his eyes devouring me.

“I think this is my favorite room.”

Before I could say anything Zane’s lips locked with mine, and our tongues devoured each other, unable to get enough of each other.  I wanted Zane, I never stopped wanting him, and I wanted to give him all of me.  In that moment, I felt like nothing else existed in the world.  We were on our own little island of paradise and I never wanted the feeling to end.

His hands slid down over my hips and around to my ass, stopping to give it a soft squeeze, a light groan escaping his lips as I pressed my body closer to his.  His lips trailed down to my neck and I rolled my head to the side, giving him better access.  His tongue created a trail of lightning as it made its way up to my ear, his teeth gently nipping my earlobe
. 

I raked my fingers through his hair and his hands slid up over my breasts and then down around my waist, holding me close before sliding down over my ass, down to the hem of my dress.  His hands then slid under my dress, the back of his nails gliding against my skin until they reached my panties.  My body shivered as the tips of his fingers stroked my inner thighs and my hands went to his chest, bracing myself against the pleasure.  I pulled at his t-shirt and his arms instinctively flew up and he pulled off his shirt, tossing it on the floor.

I sucked in my breath when I saw his ripped chest and taut stomach muscles and I reached out and slid my hands over his perfect physique.  He slid the shoulder strap of my dress down my arm and his hands dipped inside the front of my dress and cupped my breasts, teasing my nipples with his thumbs.  He reached down and kissed my chest and then lifted my dress off over my head, leaving me standing there in nothing but a red lace thong and black stilettos.  I could see the hunger in his eyes as they roamed slowly over my exposed body and before I could even breathe, Zane picked me up and carried me to my bed.

I lay on the bed looking up at him, my knees bent, and he unzipped his jeans allowing them to fall to the floor.  In one quick move he was on top of me, spreading my legs so that he could lie in between them.  His lips covered mine as his hands caressed my breasts, twirling my nipple between his fingers.  I wrapped my legs around Zane, and I could feel his erect manhood pressed into my throbbing core and I wanted to feel him inside of me.

He moved down between my legs.

“Open your legs for me.”  He ground the words out, his voice barely a whisper.

I did what he asked as I felt his soft kisses make their way up my inner thigh and I closed my eyes and let it happen.  His tongue teased its way to the edge of my panties and he pulled them off with one swift movement.  He had dropped to his knees and he pulled me down to the edge of the bed for better access.

His tongue tasted me softly and he took his time exploring me.  As he flicked over my most sensitive nub I grabbed his head and held him in place, opening my legs wider, completely lost in the bliss.  His tongue delved and tasted me with the pace and pressure of an expert lover and I wanted more.  I lifted my hips off of the bed and ground myself into him, his tongue going even deeper.

He quickened his pace, alternating between flicking his tongue against my sensitive bud and using long strokes to delve deep.  I felt the crest inside of me building and I continued to rake my fingers through his hair, opening my legs even wider, trying to get closer.  He reached up and grabbed my nipples between his fingers squeezing and twisting them, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy.

He flicked my nub one more time and the crest that was building inside of me crashed over and soon my body was shuddering and I closed my eyes and let the waves of pure ecstasy wash over me.  Zane’s tongue didn’t stop as I rode the waves, and once they subsided my legs fell away and I pushed myself further up on the bed because the feeling was too sensitive.

Zane gave me a sexy grin as he climbed on top of me, lowered his lips to my nipples, swirling his tongue around one and then the other, and he reached down and grabbed a condom from his jeans pocket.  I watched him pull his shorts down, and his thick member was fully erect, waiting to be loved.  My core was now aching and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me.

After he rolled on the condom I held out my arms to him, and he groaned as his eyes slowly glided over my body taking in my full breasts, swollen nipples and throbbing core.  He leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“You look so sexy right now.”

 I could feel his hard member press against my opening and I gasped as he slid into me.  His lips locked with mine and as our tongues slid over each other I wrapped my legs around him, lifting my hips to take him deeper and I kissed him with more passion than I had ever felt before.
 
I grabbed onto his biceps, the rock hard muscles moving beneath his smooth skin, digging my fingers into him, holding on as he thrust into me.  He filled me with his throbbing member and then pulled out, flipping me on my stomach and pulling me to my knees so that I was on all fours.

He kneaded the flesh of my backside, and then grabbed my hips as he lowered himself into me.   I heard him suck in a sharp breath behind me and then he began to move against me, thrusting deep inside causing my body to shiver.  One of his hands moved to my hair, grabbing a handful as his other hand held onto my shoulder for leverage and his movements became more passionate, his thrusts faster and deeper.  He was in complete control and I liked it.  He pulled out of me and turned me over, putting my legs over his shoulders, holding onto my ankles, and he slid into me effortlessly.   

I looked at Zane, passion brimming in my eyes and began undulating my hips, moving in perfect harmony with him, our bodies truly becoming one.  A deep groan escaped his lips, he pulled out again, rolled on his back, and he motioned for to me, with just one finger, to climb on top of him.

I grinned at him as I lowered myself down onto him, flipped my hair over my shoulder and leaned down to touch my lips to his.  His hands went to either side of my face, holding me there, not allowing the kiss to end.  His tongue slid over mine and as he began to move his hips I started to writhe on top of him.  His hands slid down over my ass cheeks, kneading the soft flesh, and I slowly pulled away from the kiss and ran my hands over his perfect, chiseled chest.  His eyes hungrily roamed my body and his hands came up to cup my breasts, tweaking my nipples between his thumbs and fingers.  I threw my head back and undulated my hips as a loud moan escaped my lips.  Zane then grabbed my hips and began thrusting faster, like a steel jackhammer, and my moans became more frantic as I leaned against his chest, bracing myself for the pleasure that was building inside me.

Sweat rolled down my back as Zane’s thrusts went deeper and faster, my body ready to burst.  There was a look of animal lust in his eyes as he pounded into me, completely taking control.  With one more thrust he hit my sensitive spot and it was all I needed for the release my body was craving.  I dug my fingers into his chest and I literally saw stars as pleasure burst throughout my body leaving me in total bliss.  A second later I felt his body tense up as he thrust even deeper into me, and a he let out a loud grunt as his orgasm rocked his body. 

We collapsed onto the bed, both panting for air, and he quickly pulled off the condom and tossed it into the trash next to my bed.  Zane rolled on his side, pulled me to him, spooning me, and he kissed my shoulder as he held me close.

“You are so amazing, Abby.  That was incredible.”

I rolled over facing him, still cradled in his arms and I gently touched his face.