Real Men Last All Night (5 page)

She wasn't wearing panties and his jeans felt rough between her thighs. She could feel the bulge of his erection pressed against her folds.

They looked at each other for a long moment before she brought her lips to his. The kiss was slow and more erotic and sensual than any of their rough and demanding kisses. This one held no demands, only the gentleness of two people learning about each other.

Zane ran his fingers up and down her bare arms, making her nerve endings feel alive, on fire, and she wanted to feel those incredible hands all over her body. She grew almost dizzy from his touch, his kiss. His rugged scent filled her, his taste drugged her, the warmth of his body wrapped around her.

Willow drew away and smiled before she reached behind for her zipper and eased it down. The dress was silky on her skin as she pulled it over her head, the material soft yet causing her nerve endings to tingle even more. The dress slid from the sheets like a dark waterfall that shimmered to land on the floor.

He looked up at her with an expression that might have been something like wonder.

"How many times can I say how beautiful you are?" He reached up and cupped her breasts in his palms. "Everything about you."

"Shhh." Willow eased down his body so that he had to release her and she was low enough to unfasten his jeans. She brought his zipper all the way down. Good, he didn't have on any boxers or briefs. She hadn't noticed in the restaurant's bathroom. All she'd been able to concentrate on then was the feel of his thick, long erection inside her.

She released his cock and balls from his jeans and he almost seemed to sigh with relief that the rough cotton wasn't strangling him anymore. But then he groaned when she ran her fingers up and down his erection before cupping his sac and lightly squeezing.

Willow shimmied just a little bit farther down and Zane groaned again. Then he sucked in his breath when she licked his erection like she'd been licking the ice cream cone when they first met.

"Christ." Zane reached for Willow and ran his fingers through the strands of her hair before catching his breath as she sucked the head of his erection.

He looked at Willow as she knelt between his thighs and he groaned as her lips slowly went down his length and back up again. Watching her go down on him was so erotic he had a hard time breathing, much less holding back one hell of an orgasm.

"I don't want you to stop, honey," he said in a voice that sounded rough and raspy. "But I want to be naked and feel your soft skin."

Willow smiled around his cock and he groaned again as she rose and let his erection slide from her mouth. She licked her lips. "You're asking an awful lot by making me stop," she said with a teasing glint in her eyes.

Zane let out a low rumble as he grabbed her by her upper arms and dragged her to him at the same time he sat up. He had to lose the jeans. In a hurry.

He kissed her first before maneuvering her so that she was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Then he was stripping out of his socks, jeans, and T-shirt. Before he had a chance to do a damned thing, Willow knelt on the throw rug by the bed, her fingers wrapped around his erection.

"Now where were we . . ." She smiled as her eyes met his. "Oh, yeah," she said before she took his cock into her mouth.

His knees threatened to give out as she licked and sucked his cock. He'd never experienced anything like this before. It wasn't just sex.

What the fuck was it then?

Zane concentrated on Willow as she wrapped her slim fingers around the base of his erection and took him as far as she could.

The feel of his cock in her wet, warm mouth was one of the most incredible experiences he could think of. Plenty of women had given him head, so what was the difference?

They weren't Willow.

Zane slipped his hands into her silky sun-streaked hair and caressed it as he watched his cock slide in and out of her mouth. Her breasts jiggled as she moved her head up and down his erection, her nipples and areolas dark pink. He wanted to be sucking those hard nipples, but at the same time he didn't want her to stop what she was doing.

Because what she was doing was going to blow his fucking mind.

Willow made soft sounds of pleasure when she was the one giving
him
pleasure. She closed her eyes, and even as sensation gathered in his groin he could see her enjoyment in going down on him.

"I'm about to come in your mouth unless you stop." He watched her face and she stayed in the moment and only increased the friction of her mouth and hand. "Open your eyes."

His voice sounded so damn rough. "Look at me."

Willow did, her sea-blue gaze meeting his.

That was all it took to slam him over the edge.

Zane gave a shout from the intense sensations of pleasure that were so good they were almost painful. Willow continued sucking his cock until she'd swallowed every drop of his semen and he couldn't take any more.

Warmth flowed through Willow as she looked up and into Zane's green eyes. By the expression on his features, she saw how much pleasure she had given him.

"Come here." He reached for her upper arms, drew her up, and wrapped her in his embrace so that they were skin to skin, her head resting on his shoulder. "Thank you," he said in the same raspy voice. "Now I'm going to return the favor."

Willow looked into his eyes and saw a dangerous glint in them. Excitement swirled in her belly like a windstorm. With a growl, lie grasped her in his arms and moved so fast her head whirled. The next thing she knew she was on her back on the cool sheet, her head resting on a pillow, and Zane's head was between her thighs.

A gasp escaped her as he ran his tongue up her folds to her clit, catching her by surprise.

He slid his hands under her and raised her legs so that they were over his shoulders. She felt the powerful play of the muscles in his back and shoulders beneath her thighs and calves. The roughness of his callused hands beneath her sensitized her skin even more.

But it was his tongue and mouth that had most of her attention. The way he licked her folds and teased her clit with his tongue could easily drive her out of her mind.

Willow barely realized she was gripping the sheets so tight with her fingers that her knuckles ached. Her cries grew louder the harder he worked her with his tongue. She almost screamed when he plunged two fingers into her channel and then again when he added a third. They were such a tight fit—like he was—and it fell: so incredibly good.

She squirmed from pleasure that tingled everywhere possible on her body and she knew that when she came there was no telling what would happen. She might explode for all she knew.

Willow gripped the sheet tighter in her fists and her thighs trembled as her orgasm started rushing toward her. "I'm so close, Zane. So close." Her words were almost cries as she said them. She could swear he was teasing her until she shouted, "Please!"

Zane thrust his fingers in fast and hard then sucked her clit.

She lost it.

The scream that had wanted to escape her when he'd taken her at the restaurant tore loose this time. Her body vibrated and trembled, and she felt sparks in her mind and body.

Thought wasn't even possible. Only feeling.

Willow gradually came down to earth, back to the room, and looked at Zane, his head still between her thighs and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.

"Damn, you do scream loud, honey." He glanced over his shoulder as if looking around the neighborhood before he brought his gaze back to hers. "Just wait until they hear you when I fuck you."

"I love the way you say that." A thrill tingled within Willow that went beyond her orgasm as she watched Zane slip her legs off his shoulders.

"Makes you hot?" His hard sculpted lips curved in a dangerous way as he moved up her body and braced his hands to either side of her. "When I say I want to fuck you?"

"Yes." She looped her arms around his neck and looked into his green eyes. His thick black hair was ruffled and his muscles shifted beneath his golden skin from his shoulders down to the hard slab of his torso. "Just hearing your voice does funny things to me."

He cocked one of his black eyebrows. "I'm not so sure I like the idea of being funny when it comes to sex." Willow grinned. "You know what I mean."

Zane's answer was to lower his head and capture her mouth with his firm lips. He took possession and kissed her with hunger and need. Since the moment she met him, his masculine scent never failed to seep into her pores and capture her. Now her musk was mixed with his scent and his taste. Breathing wasn't easy when he drew away. Everything about him stole her breath.

"You are addictive." Willow lowered her eyelashes and moved one hand to his shoulder and trailed her fingers over the power of his biceps that flexed beneath her touch before she slid her hand back to his shoulder. She met his gaze again. "I think it would be hard to get enough of you."

She'd wondered if he might back off, if her words scared him, as if she was demanding some kind of commitment.

"You say exactly what you think, don't you, honey?" He teased her lips with his, letting his stubble brush against her chin. When she didn't answer, he added, "I like that in a woman. Opinionated and decisive—-just be sure you remember to be careful."

His expression remained dark and predatory as he kissed her again.

Willow savored his warm masculine taste then pulled back enough to say, "I'm careful.

Usually." Zane gave her a yeah-sure look, and she smacked her palm against his arm. "I am careful."

"You lead with your heart, not your head. Believe me, it's not a bad thing. It's sexy as hell. But hanging around somebody like me, that could get you killed." The look on his features was so much more dark and dangerous that it gave her a little shiver.

To erase the train of worry going through his head, she trailed her fingers down his taut abs and neared his cock. She didn't go any farther as his expression changed to one of want and need.

"Yep." She sighed. "It's definitely going to be impossible to get enough of you."

So, there.

She'd said it again. Now what would he do? His expression remained half-hunger, half-worry, but his eyes burned into her as if he might be trying to see exactly what lay in her heart. "I know exactly what you mean, honey." "You feel good over me like this."

She explored the corded strength of his shoulders and arms that were taut from holding himself above her. At the same time she kept her gaze fixed on his, wanting to read his thoughts and his feelings in his eyes as easily as he seemed to read hers. "And earlier ... I don't think I've ever felt anything like the way you felt inside of me." He looked as if he was reliving what they'd done in the restaurant. "It was better than I'd dreamed of how good it would feel to be with you. And it was goddamned sexy taking you in that restroom."

She traced one of her fingers from the center of his pecs and moved her hand slowly down, all the way to the hard ridges of his abs. Zane's body tightened beneath her fingertips as she let them travel to his erection again, and she skimmed her fingers along its length. She watched his jaw clench and the burning fire in his eyes that seemed to flame hotter as she started stroking his cock.

"Goddamn it, Willow." He closed his eyes for a moment as she lightly ran her nails along his erection. "I want to go slow with you, but you make me want to just drive into you and take you hard and fast like at the restaurant."

He groaned as he watched her run her tongue along her bottom lip. She brushed her moistened lips over his. "What's stopping you?"

"You deserve better than just a hard fuck." His voice came out in a deep rasp. "I'd like to make love to you for hours. Taste every part of your body, your smooth skin. But right now all I can think about is taking you."

"We can save the slow for later." She hooked her arms around his neck so she could draw him closer. "We have all night."

"Neither one of us is going to get much sleep if I have my way, honey."

She smiled against his lips. "I don't mind you having your way with me."

Zane's growl was low and primal as he pressed his erection against her folds, rubbing it over her sensitized clit. She couldn't have held back the soft moan that rose in her throat if she'd tried.

"I love how tall you are." He lowered his head and licked one of her nipples, causing her to gasp. "You're the perfect height. And your legs are so damned long. Let me feel them around me."

His hips were firm between her thighs as she crossed her ankles behind him, over the smooth skin of his taut backside.

"That's it." His voice sounded harsh, pained, as he rocked back and forth, rubbing his erection along her folds and over her clit. "The first time I saw you, I imagined this."

"I could see it in your eyes." She raised her own hips so that he was pressed tighter against her. "And it made me want you in every way possible."

"You were a goddamned tease with that ice cream cone."

She grinned. "Yup."

"Like they say, paybacks are a bitch." Zane ran his tongue over one of her nipples and then the other.

Willow moaned and arched her back, wanting him to lick and suck them. She wanted to shout how much she wanted him.
Right. Now.
But she knew he needed to feel he had at least this much control.

"I can't take this anymore." Zane reached down and put his erection at the entrance to her core before he braced himself again.

She caught her breath as he waited two heartbeats and then slammed his cock inside her and she cried out. "Oh, God. You're so long and thick."

"Is that a good thing?" he said as he moved in and out in slow, torturous strokes.

"Uh-huh." With every stroke she felt how big he was and she raised and lowered her hips in time with his thrusts so that the curls of his groin pressed tight against her. "No vibrator on Earth could compare."

Despite the fact sweat was rolling down the sides of Zane's face and he was nearly in pain from holding back from driving in hard and fast, he almost laughed. "Better than a vibrator, huh?"