Page 82 of Savior

I pulled the damp hair off my forehead. The breath faltered in my chest at the image of Zane down on his knees in front of me. The man was going to give me a heart attack.

His own breathing had gone ragged, and I cracked one eye open at the sound of his zipper coming down. His dick tented the front of his boxer briefs, clearly in need of attention.

“Sit back,” I directed before moving up onto my knees. Baby Thor shifted, contorting my belly as he stretched before settling back to sleep.

Zane let his eyes drift down to rest on my stomach, the look of love so intense on his face that it made me want to cry. “God, I fucking love watching him move like that.”

I dropped my mouth down to his with a happy sigh. We were definitely going to be doing more surveillance. It had really brought us closer together.

He caught my hand and brought it down to circle his dick. “Touch me, Cap.”

I gently squeezed his shaft in my hand before lowering my head. “If you came into my apartment and made me orgasm like you just did, I would’ve felt the need to return the favor.”

“Yeah?” His voice was strained.

I swirled my tongue over the tip of him with a low hum of pleasure. “It wouldn’t have been fair to leave you like this, would it?”

“Definitely… not.”

I let my hand glide up and down for a few strokes before taking more of him in my mouth. At our wedding reception, one of Zane’s buddies had stumbled over to drunkenly tell him that now that he was married, he’d never get a blow job ever again. At the comment, I’d choked on my ginger ale and promptly had to excuse myself.

Before Zane, I would’ve agreed, but there was something about watching my superhero lose control because of my mouth that turned me on.

Maybe I was the exception to the rule.

It wasn’t as if Kate would’ve been open to questioning. My sister kept the details of her sex life locked down tighter than Fort Knox.

I swallowed around him, and he thrust deeper with a low groan, keeping my hair twisted up in his fist. We quickly found a rhythm, the cab of the truck filled with the sounds of me pleasuring my husband.

“Come here.” He tugged my hair, just until my mouth slipped off of him. “Straddle me.”

I looked down at my belly and then back to him. “Babe, I’m not sure—”

He reached in between the seat and the door, and the seat hummed to life, reclining his chair until he was almost laying flat. “Ride me.”

My tank top slipped over my head before joining the leggings on the floorboard. I awkwardly climbed across the console. As I placed my legs on either side of his, I was painfully aware of the dampness clinging to the inside of my thighs.

Zane hadn’t missed it either and reached between my legs to coat his fingertips. “If we were at home right now… I’d want you to sit on my face and let me fuck you with my tongue.”

“Z-Zane,” I stuttered, suddenly wetter at the thought.

“It’s what I would’ve done if you’d invited me into your apartment,” he said with a grin as he lined the head of his dick up with my opening.

“Wouldn’t have let a single drop go to waste,” he growled before pulling me down onto his thighs. “That’s my girl. Fuck, I wish you could see yourself like I do. You are so goddamn sexy that it’s almost fucking impossible not to come right away.”

“Mmmm…” I moaned at his words of praise. “Not yet. I need more.”

“I know you do, babe. Let go, I’ve got you.”

I rolled my hips forward until he was where I needed him, digging my fingernails into the hard muscles of his chest as I came apart with another loud cry.

Zane’s hand moved over my mouth, muffling the sound before he thrust up, forcing me to take all of him. His other hand stayed against my belly as if he was reassuring our son that I was okay.

I wasn’t okay.

Another wave of pleasure washed over me, and I shuddered through my next breath, wondering how it was possible that sex still felt this good.

I rocked back with a whimper, my hand sliding over the fogged-up window as his thrusts became shallower. Even my glasses were coated in condensation. Knowing I was good for one more, I moved my hips faster, chasing my next high.

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