“Hi.”
“Tell me what you want, Celeste.”
I threaded our fingers together and trailed our hands down my stomach to the apex of my thighs. He took control, sliding his fingers through my wetness and dipping two inside me.
“God, Zane,” I whispered, arching into his touch. Running my hands up his arms and over his shoulders, I reveled in his lean, defined body.
He didn’t take his eyes off me as he worked me with his fingers, curling them deep and slow.
“I want you,” I whimpered, leaning up to nip the underside of his jaw.
“Come for me first.”
“Zane… ah,” I cried as his thumb joined the party, rolling circles over my clit.
“You look so beautiful like this. I want to watch you fall apart, Celeste. Come all over my fingers, babe.”
“Yes,” I panted, fisting the sheets. “God, yes.”
A wave built inside me, hurtling toward shore until it crashed over me, unrelenting and powerful. My entire body shuddered as I quietly moaned his name.
Zane…Zane…Zane.
He pushed my thighs open, falling against me, his hard length brushing my stomach. I reached between us, grasping him.
“Wait, shit, we need a condom.”
“I want to feel you. All of you.”
“I’m clean,” he said gruffly.
“I’m on birth control.”
“Thank fuck.” His body trembled as he lifted my leg around his waist and pressed into me. Inch by glorious inch. “You feel incredible.” His eyes pinned me in place, their intensity taking my breath away. Zane looked at me like he couldn’t believe I was his.
But I was.
Every single piece of me.
“Move, Zane,” I choked out. “I need you to… move.”
He pulled out and waited a second before sliding back in, deeper this time, making us both moan. “This—this should have been our first time,” he said.
“Don’t you know, I’ll take you anyway I can get you.” I grinned.
He gazed down at me, thrusting into me with slow, shallow strokes. “I’m so fucking gone for you.”
“Show me.” I hooked my arm round the back of his neck and kissed him.
And for the rest of the night, Zane showed me exactly what I meant to him.
* * *
My eyes fluttered open, a lazy smile tugging at my lips as my gaze found Zane.
“Morning,” he said, his hair all mussed up and sexy. “How did you sleep?”
“Like the dead. Somebody wore me out.”