Page 14 of Fighting for His Life

“Zoey, we really should stop,” my voice strains. I’m basically begging her to stop. To tell me to stop. Because if she doesn’t, I’m not sure I’m going to be able to.

“You two should find a room,” we hear behind us, making Zoey jump.

“Fuck, Zane,” I groan, but secretly I’m glad he took this moment to interrupt because things were about to ignite between Zoey and me. We are like a match to gasoline. Combustive. And I don’t think it is going to take long before we give in to the physical need we have for each other. Just not here by Cameron’s pool.

He chuckles a little. He’s always enjoyed being a cockblock. He’s an ass like that. I’m sure knowing it’s me and his sister gives him extra joy because well it’s me and his sister.

“I’m ready to go home,” he says, eyeing me and Zoey in his smirking kind of way. “What about you two lovebirds? Ready to go? I need my bed.”

“Why aren’t you passed out with the rest of the ass clowns?” I ask because I’m genuinely curious about how he’s still walking around.

“Man, this party ran out of alcohol hours ago. I haven’t had a drink since the Jack with you. My dick is satisfied and now I’m ready to crash. It nearly four."

Four? How did it get so late? Or early? This night has been a fucking whirlwind.

“You ready?” I ask Zoey.

She gives a little yawn. God she’s cute when she yawns. “Yeah, I’m ready. I think he’s right. We should definitely find a room”

Everything in my body ignites as I see the lust in her eyes. “Let’s get out of here.”

We pull into their driveway a little while later. The sun still isn’t up yet. Zane climbs out of the car and walks to the front door without so much as a glance backward.

I lean over to Zoey pulling her lips to mine. I run my tongue across the seam of her lips seeking entrance. She parts her lips on a soft, sexy moan giving me what I’m asking for. Her hot tongue duels with mine like a tango of mouths, tongues, and teeth.

I pull back on a pant. I’m at war with myself for what I want and what I should do. The look of fire and lust burning in her ice blue eyes give me all the answer I need.

I slide the seat of my car back and pull her into my lap. I brush my knuckles over her jaw. Those blue eyes look deep into my own hazel ones like she can see into my soul. “You’re beautiful, Angel. You know that?”

A blush creeps up her long, smooth neck. She draws her bottom lip between her teeth as I slide my hand under her skirt gripping her tight ass. She grinds herself against me when I bring my mouth to her collarbone, biting gently.

I can feel her heat against my erection even through my jeans. She’s so fucking hot. I wonder if she’s just as wet as I trace a finger along the edge of her panties causing her to tremble.

I edge my fingers to her slit. I groan. “Fucking hell you’re soaked.”

“I want you, Jax,” she pants as she grinds herself into my hand.

Shit.

With my other hand, I pull her top off, revealing her black lacy bra. I take a pert nipple into my mouth soaking the thin lace. She grinds herself harder against me as my thumb finds her clit. I feel her inner walls clenching my fingers. She’s close. So very close.

I bite her nipple with just enough pressure to cause tolerable pain. She explodes completely soaking my hand. I continue to work her clit until I’ve drained her of every ounce.

I bring my finger to my lips licking her flavor from their tips. She stops me midway making me worry that she finds this particular action weird until she brings my fingers to her own mouth. Damn this girl. “That is so hot, baby,” I growl as she twirls her tongue around my finger. I wonder what she could do with that tongue on my dick.

Her hands then find the button of my jeans. I watch her as she flicks them undone and releases the zipper. I raise up slightly to help her work them down around my hips freeing my throbbing erection.

I watch as she leans back, dragging my cock through her slick pussy. She bites her lip on a moan, her lashes fluttering at her desire. She lines herself up and slowly sinks onto my shaft. It’s tight. So, fucking tight that I think I might explode in a matter of seconds. Not the impression I want to leave on her. “I thought you said you’ve done this before,” I ask through gritted teeth.

Once she is fully seated, she leans forward to my ear. “It’s been a few months. Plus, none of them were as big as you,” she moans in a sexy, lusty voice.

“They must’ve had cocks the size of peanuts because I swear to all that is holy, I’ve never felt someone so fucking tight. I don’t know how long I can last.”

Our mouths meet as she rides my cock in heavy, forceful kiss. She bites my lip. I nip her tongue. She throws her head back as I begin to thrust up to meet her movements.

Every inch of me is on fire. Every inch of her is an inferno. The windows of my car are covered in steam as our moans fill the interior.

This is what heaven must feel like. Being with Zoey is something I never believed could happen. Being insideZoey is beyond anything I ever fantasized. It’s like we were made for each other.

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