Page 12 of Ride with Zane

He takes hold of my lips, devouring me. I’m so sensitive from my orgasm that every touch feels like electric jolts zapping all over my body. He swallows my moans as his fingers press against my entrance. I’m soaked and I break the kiss, unable to focus on his lips. He increases his fingers' speed as I helplessly rock my hips onto his hand.

“Yes, baby, that’s it, come for me,” he coaxes as I shake with another orgasm. Slowly, he slides his cock into me. The fear of getting hurt makes me hold my breath. “Relax, Princess.” He guides me onto him, pushing further. “Breath, baby.” He kisses my jaw.

“It won’t fit in there.”

When Rock starts to kiss my neck, I lose track of time. The burning feeling along with the pleasure of his short thrusts cloud my mind. It's a million times better than anything I've ever felt before. His skin is so hot and smells even better. I can't help but graze my nails over his back while meeting his thrusts. It's all natural and I'm starting to lose control over my body.

Holding on his elbows, I feel his cock going deep that feels so good. Rock works his hips in a slow motion while his mouth savors my skin. He cups my tits, and sucks on my nipples so hard that make me roll my eyes backward while I meet his thrusts, feeling the urge to have him even closer. “Please, I can’t…”

“You can, baby. Come for me.” he whispers as I run right into my next orgasm. “Fuck, baby.” He growls as he backs away;his hot spurt ends on my belly, and I can’t help but rub it and stick my fingers in my mouth, savoring it with a moan under his hungry gaze.

Zane

After a shower I feel the urge to take her in my arms and cuddle her. Not sure why since it’s not something I usually do. It has always been just sex. A physical need to release the tension more than enjoy it but this time was different. I have never felt so good with any woman so far. Ever. Even with Caroline, it wasn’t this intense.

Truth is guilt rushes over me each time I dare to imagine my future. Each time I had a nightstand I've always picked a girl that looked like Caroline, but still it was her I was imagining having sex with. Now though, Ashley has managed to shut my brain and all I am focused on is her. Her moans, the way her body fluttered under my touch and my kisses, the way she has taken me and fuck, the way her pussy squeezed me. I didn't even imagine my heart could beat so hard for someone and now I find it even worse because it's not for Caroline that it beats. Fuck!

When Ashley’s breath gets steady and falls asleep, I sneak out of the bed. I pause and watch her, memorize every part of her before gathering my clothes and going away. I pick up her cell phone, call myself, and save her contact.

After having left a note on the kitchen island, I dress up while some pictures on the shelves catch my attention. Walking in the living room, I text Blue the address to come to pick me up.

Approaching the shelves I spot Ashley framed with her friends in Paris, she looks so happy. Then there's several where she's alone in so many different places I don't even recognize. I move to the next picture where she's little, with her momskating. She was gorgeous even as a baby. The serenity and happiness I read in her eyes is something I'd never be able to give her.

When Blue texts back saying he's already here, I take a deep breath and glance for the last upstairs before walking out of the door and her life.

Sipping my coffee, I wait for it to kick in. My head is already throbbing, and I'll have a long day ahead.

“Morning, Rock. Is she sleeping?” asks Di and I cock a brow at her. “Uh-oh, you didn't get laid, huh?”

I hold my hand up for her. “Di, stop it. Not today.”

“What happened?”

“Di,” I warn her not to continue, and she eventually scoffs and leaves me alone. Thank fuck!

Even if I've slept just for a couple of hours, I've dreamed of her, and the guilt kills me for having left that way. I'm not a guy someone wants to date, and above all, she doesn't know who I am. If she finds out I'm pretty sure she'll watch me as the devil because that's what I am.

Since I spend all my day in the office at the Clubhouse, I feel the urge to stay alone and I ride back home. It's almost three p.m. when my cell phone rings.

“What's up Brick?” It's his turn to look out for the ZBE and his call surprises me.

“Hey, man, a chick was looking for you.”

I pause while I chuckle out. “You should be more specific than that.”

“A sexy bomb, black hair, green eyes…” His amused voice gets on my nerves.

“Okay, got it.” I cut him off. “I'll take care of her.”

“I can do that for you,” the cocky bastard fires back.

“You check the orders, she's off limits for ya,” I bite, ending the call. Scrolling down on my contacts, I hit the call button.

“Hello?” Her voice is as sweet as her moans.

“Hey, Princess.”

“Rock? where did you get my cell phone number?” Her surprised voice makes me smile.

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