Strong Enough (23 page)

Zane maneuvers the car into its spot and
shuts off the engine.

“You sure you’re okay? I can almost feel you
shutting down over there.”

How the hell can he feel
that?

“No I’m fine really. Just a lot happened
today and I was trying to process it all,” I say trying to put his
mind at ease.

Caressing his jaw with my thumb, I lean in
placing a soft gentle kiss on his lips, but I want more. Cupping
his face in both hands I take what I am craving and kiss him
deeply. Savoring every bit of his sweet mint breath,
how does it always smell and taste like
mint,
and exploring with my tongue. The heat between us
increases and his hand reaches down to unbuckle my seat belt. I am
feeling that familiar need to devour him. His strong hands grab me
on both sides of the waist startling me and they lift me up just
enough to allow me to slide across the center console as he places
me gently in his lap with my feet dangling into the passenger seat.
My left arm crosses the back of his shoulders as my other hand
massages and kneads his chest all the while never losing our
connection.

“Let’s go inside, I can safely say I have
more room in the house,” he whispers and all I do is nod.

Opening his door, he grabs me under my knees
and across my back sliding me out with ease and standing. I expect
him to put me down, but he bumps the door with his hip to shut it,
and he walks toward the door leading into the house.

I lay my head on his chest. Instinctively, I
place my hand on his neck with my thumb at the base, and I lightly
press in just to feel his pulse. He stops mid step, takes a deep
breath and looks down at me. His deep brown eyes scan my face,
looking for something. I am enjoying the moment, so I just keep my
head on his chest, my hand on his pulse and close my eyes. Before
he begins to walk I feel his lips press against my forehead, and I
breathe him in.

I hear the click of his shoes against the
wood floors and lift my head. The room is vast and open
encompassing a modern contemporary white and chrome kitchen in the
corner. There is a long, dark, thick wood table big enough to sit
ten people off to the side of the kitchen. The great room we are
standing in is set up with multiple sleek, thin line couches and
chairs ideal for entertaining. Closer to the kitchen is a more
intimate area with a very large, lay down side by side there is
plenty of room, style U shaped couch. On the wall has to be the
largest TV screen I have ever seen and it takes up the majority of
the wall. The decorations throughout the house are minimal and
sleek in appearance. The walls are painted a medium gray tone
allowing the kitchen to stand out.

As we get close to the kitchen he drops his
hand from below my knee and places me on my feet.

“Can I get you something to drink? Water,
Wine, Kool-Aid?” Flashing me his own Kool-Aid grin.

“Hmmmm what flavor Kool-Aid?” Teasing
him.

“Only the best there is…. Blue Raspberry.”
His eyes widen with excitement.

“Mmmmm yum… Sure I’ll take a glass.”

We stand in the kitchen sipping our Kool-Aid
and watching each other with smiles on our faces until he puts his
glass down and walks towards me reaching out for my glass. Taking
it from me, he places it on the white granite counter.

His gaze rolls slowly from my legs up my
body until he’s looking me in the eyes with a carnal hunger burning
deep. A feeling I can certainly relate to. No words are spoken as
our bodies collide together with our lips tangled and our hands
exploring feverishly over each other’s body. In an effort to slow
down a little, I hold his face between my hands and sensually roll
my tongue along his lips tracing them slowly. His restraint is
strong as he tries not to react. Leaving his lips, I tease his
earlobe with a lick and a nip and get a shiver and moan out of him,
which brings a smile to my lips.

“You like that huh?” I whisper in his ear
looking for feedback.

“You have no idea how much that turns me
on,” he answers with his eyes closed.
Oh I
think I have an idea.

Jon had stirred feelings in me that I long
thought were dead and buried. Once they were let free, they didn’t
swamp me with fear, pain, and regret. Instead the pathway has been
laid to let go of some of my inhibitions.

Holding his head still and massaging the
back of his head, I maneuver my way down the side of his neck with
my lips. Each kiss lasting just a few seconds longer than the last
one until I reach the collar of his black dress shirt. I sweep my
slightly open moist lips across his collarbone not leaving any part
of my journey untouched until I reach the first button of his
shirt. His head is tilted backwards showing his enjoyment and
giving me access. Carefully, I unbutton the first button and place
a kiss. I follow a path down his chest and over his abs, causing me
to bend slightly, until each button is undone and a kiss is given.
Tugging on his shirt to free it from his pants, I slide my hands up
his stomach and over his chest taking the shirt with me and he
allows it to fall to the floor.

Standing in front of me, his shirtless rock
hard body is a magnet for my hands as I continue to rub lightly
over his skin. His tan glistening from the light sheen of sweat he
has built up from the excitement and it only makes the desire so
much greater.

He traces the sides of my arms with his
fingers as he moves them up and over my shoulders. His hand reaches
up and releases the clip in my hair allowing my long, now wavy
auburn hair to fall around my shoulders. I shake my head back and
forth loosening up the hair. A smile spreads on his lips at my
action.

Zane closes the space between us when his
hands reach to undo the buttons of my blouse. Having his hands
undressing me causes a yearning inside. One I didn’t know I had an
ache for him to feel and touch me all over. His hands slowly and
purposefully undo each button, one by one. When he reaches the
middle of my breasts my black lace bra is exposed. His index finger
traces my cleavage sending chills down my body. He continues to
unbutton my shirt and untuck it from my skirt. He slides my blouse
down my arms until it drops to the floor while he kisses each
shoulder tenderly and my body reacts pulling in to him. His warm
soft hands spread out across my stomach and slide to hold me on
each side. My hands travel up and down his smooth arms, studying
each of his muscles, and on to his stomach as I trace out each of
his abs. The ever sexy V of his torso peeks from the top of his
slacks drawing my attention down to where I start to undo his belt
buckle. Sliding the belt all the way out from one side I let it
drop to the floor. The minute my hands touch the button of his
trousers his lips are on mine. A feverish fiery urge overcomes me
as I unbutton his slacks and slide the zipper down. His hands
quickly move to the clasp on the back of my skirt and in seconds
flat, it is puddled at my feet leaving me standing in my black lace
bra and matching panties and 4 inch heels and not a bit
self-conscious about it.

Like a bear on the attack, he has me cradled
in his arms before I can move and is walking towards the hallway
that leads to the bedroom. I don’t notice anything about the room
except the king size bed covered in white down comforters and dark
charcoal sheets. He playfully tosses me in the middle of the bed,
my giggling echoing in the oversized room. He stands at the foot of
the bed with only his unzipped slacks hanging from his hips looking
at me while I seductively inch myself backwards on my elbows so my
head is near the pillows.

Adjusting myself I reach down to remove my
heels.

“Leave them on,” his tone dripping with sex.
I answer with a smile.

His Adonis physique is bathed in the
moonlight of the room as he stands over me like prey. I can’t help
but get excited anticipating his next move and I’m not sure I can
take much more waiting.

The bed shifts slightly as he begins his
advancement toward me. Careful in his movement he moves slowly on
all fours. His eyes focused on me and not deterring. The muscles in
his back shift with each placement of his hand and calls for me to
run my hands down them.

His hand wraps around my ankle lightly as he
lifts it placing it on his shoulder. Beginning at my ankle, he
tenderly trails kisses towards me. My hands fist the sheets as I
let a soft moan escape. The anticipation is building as he slides
both hands down my thigh stopping at my hip. His finger traces the
outline of my panties along my hip and down the inside of my thigh
and he smiles at me when his finger brushes against the damp lace
causing me to moan in need. Looking down on me his fingers drag
down the middle of my sex and along my panties teasing me to the
point I want to scream out. Like a magician, his finger slips below
the lace to find my wet folds. My back arches up as my head hangs
back. The feeling he is causing can’t be described except to say
ecstasy.

I lose myself in his playful movements, his
fingers moving along as his hand kneads at my hip. His grasp
increasing in intensity as he pulls at my panties until one quick
pull and I feel the lace fall.
Did he just rip
my fucking panties off?
I open my eyes and look down to
see my bare skin and a bad boy smile on his face and can’t help but
laugh.

“They were in the way,” he says with a smile
as his hands shift around to my ass, and he lifts and pulls me down
just a bit causing me to fall from my elbows to my head on his
pillow. One kiss right on my belly button and I want to cum from
delight. His hands explore my body as his mouth lays a path
downward. Eyes closed, I am enjoying what he’s doing to me. His
lips reach my mound and he doesn’t stop.
Yes
please
I think to myself just as his tongue slowly drags
down my center. My whole body quivers with pleasure. His hands push
my legs wider apart leaving nothing hidden from him as he traces my
wet center sucking and kissing. My pleasure increases when he
slides a finger inside me. I squeeze tightly around it as he slowly
pulls it out just to push back in. The feeling is amazing as he
repeats it a few times before adding another finger filling me.
“Mmmmmm you’re so fucking tight.”

The repetitive motion of his tongue licking
and sucking and the pumping of his fingers have me to the brink. My
hands grip his hair holding him in place not wanting him to stop. I
can feel the urge, the need to release and I want it so bad. My
legs shake as I thrash beneath him resisting what my body wants
because I don’t want the feeling to end. His efforts don’t let up
and I can’t hold back anymore.

“Yes, oh god, yes please don’t stop.” Echoes
in the room.

Hearing my pleasure encourages him. My
breath labored and my body stiff, he brings me to that beautiful
place, my body writhing against his face. “Yes Yes!” My moans and
voice carrying throughout the house. My back arches up as my hands
drop to the sheets. Fists clenching, eyes squeezed shut, pulling at
the covers my body explodes. “OH MY GOD YES, DON”T STOP.” Over and
over my body pushes further and further into ecstasy. His tongue
and fingers slow until he retreats and my hands release from the
covers.

His lips kiss my stomach as he inches his
way up my body and I work to gather myself. My hands slide around
his shoulders as he continues to kiss my body. I lower my hands to
his hips and work at pushing his pants down his legs. Not able to
reach all the way with my hands, I hook my heel in them and work
them down with his help.

His hard body is over me as he presses his
hips down into me with his hard cock pressing up against my center.
Damn underwear
is all I can
think.

“Think you need to lose these,” I say
pulling at the waistband teasingly, his reply simply the sexiest of
crooked smiles.

Our lips meet and the passion ensues. I get
the same feeling of wanting to devour him, pulling myself as close
to him as I can get. He reaches behind my back and unclasps my bra
lowering me to remove it.

I lay looking up at him completely naked.
His tongue snakes around his lips as his hand begins to knead and
pull at my breast. He leans down until his mouth takes my nipple
while the other hand still massages my breast. His tongue drawing
circles around my nipple in between the sucking.

His intensity increases as he bites down on
my nipple hard enough to make me gasp from the painful pleasure.
His massaging of my breast intensifies and he tugs at my hard
nipple. I can’t hold back the moans of satisfaction.

Breaking away from me he whispers in my ear,
“I want you Reece, I want you right now.” Like a firecracker my
body is popping with anticipation and I answer with a hungry
kiss.

Reaching down I grab a hold of the waistband
to his boxer briefs and tug trying not to break our connection as
he springs free and moves against me. My body reacts pushing my
hips forward against him as I reach down wrapping my hand around
his thick hard cock.

“Hold on, baby,” Zane whispers as he
produces a foil packet from the nightstand. He kisses my lips
softly before he places the wrapper in my mouth and I instinctively
grasp it in my teeth, helping him to tear it open. With quick
efficiency, he sheaths himself and resumes brushes his cock up and
down against my folds feeling how wet I have become. The teasing is
intense and the wait needs to end as I push into him so he knows I
want it.

He takes over and brushes it up and down
against my folds feeling how wet I have become. The teasing is
intense and the wait needs to end as I push into him, so he knows I
want it.

He is staring down at me towering over in
dominance. Thrusting his hips forward he pushes in just a little
and I gasp. My walls are tight so he eases in slowly stretching me
to fit him. Each push is full of pleasure and pain until he is
completely inside me. I clench around him and he lets out a moan of
his own.