The Last Boyfriend (Forever Love #1)(30)
Author: J.S. Cooper

“Why?”

“Because I wanted to see your sweet smile, your non-judging eyes.” He laughed and I frowned.

“What’s so funny?”

“Maybe I wanted to see your sexy little walk as well.”

“What sexy walk?”

“The one where you swing your hips.”

“I do not swing my hips.” I protested.

“Yes, you do. And then you stop at the table and ask what I want to drink and your eyes tease me with other possibilities.”

“What other possibilities?”

“These.” He turned towards me and I felt his lips come crushing down on mine. I kissed him back and squirmed against him as I felt his hands on my butt, squeezing my ass cheeks. I found my hands working themselves up his t-shirt and my fingers traced the lines of his six-pack. Wow, what perfection. Zane pulled back from me slightly and pulled his t-shirt off, and flung it across the room. His eyes bore into mine in silent challenge and I pulled my t-shirt off as well and flung it across the room, allowing it to join his on the floor.

Zane’s eyes left my face and fell to my scantily-covered br**sts. My half-cup pink lace bra was very sheer and I knew that if he looked closely, he could see my ni**les. I saw a nerve by his neck throbbing and I was pretty sure he noticed. I ran my fingers back over his chest and across his ni**les and then moved my hands up to his handsome face. I inched closer to him and brought his lips down to mine, kissing him with gusto, and pushing my tongue into his mouth. All reason left my head, as I tasted the minty sweetness of his toothpaste against my tongue. I took his tongue into my mouth and sucked on it slowly, and he groaned before grabbing me and pulling me closer to him. I felt his hands on my back, undoing my bra, and as he unclasped it, I wondered for a moment what I was doing here. A very small part of me was screaming out that I was throwing out everything I had stood for in the last year. That I was wasting time with Zane because I already knew that he wasn’t looking for anything serious. But the other side of me—the side that wanted to be right—told me to just go ahead with everything. This was the side that had been fantasizing about being with Zane for the last three months. This was the side that believed that he was a complex, strong, and passionate man, and that somewhere inside, there was a little boy just looking to be loved. The voice was telling me that, just maybe, I could make Zane see that there was nothing wrong with love. That to have loved and lost, was much better than to never have loved at all. It was a long shot, but I knew it was a chance I was willing to take. Zane Beaumont was in my blood. I knew that I couldn’t go on without giving this relationship, or whatever it was, a chance—even if that meant throwing out the rules. Zane was a man for whom the rules were made to be broken.

“Is this okay?” he whispered as he pulled off my bra, and I nodded. A glint appeared in his eyes and he pushed me back on the bed. His mouth lowered to my breast and I felt his teeth on my nipple, sucking and nibbling hungrily. I groaned as he released a flood of wanting in my body and my heads clung to his head, running through his hair and down to his back as he made me wet with desire for him. He switched his mouth to my other breast and licked around my nipple gently before biting down softly on it.

“Oww,” I yelped out at the pain of his bite.

“Ssh.” He put a finger to my lips and grinned up at me. He then kissed the valley between my br**sts as his fingers played with my ni**les and he kissed down my body, stopping at my belly button and sticking his tongue in for a few seconds. My body was on fire at his touch and I stilled as he continued his kissing down my stomach, and to my shorts. My legs widened involuntarily at his touch and I felt his mouth on my sweet spot over my shorts. Before I knew it, he had reached up and pulled my shorts and panties down and I was lying on the bed naked. I felt slightly self-conscious to be lying there in all my glory, but that feeling was gone in seconds as I felt his tongue in between my legs. Zane knew exactly what he was doing because I felt my whole body trembling as he worked magic with his tongue. He was quickly bringing me to a climax, and if I wasn’t enjoying myself so much, I would have been slightly embarrassed at how quickly I was going to come. As soon as Zane stuck his tongue into me, I felt my body trembling and my wetness intensified. That didn’t stop Zane though, it seemed to excite him even more and he lapped up my juices with his tongue as he slid his tongue in and out of me, bringing me to another climax. My body shuddered and I moaned as I came again, and when my body stopped quaking, Zane kissed his way back up my body, grinning like the Cheshire cat.

“Who knew I was such a good lover?” He laughed as I looked up at him with lazy eyes.

“I haven’t had sex in over a year.” I muttered with a smile.

“But we haven’t even had sex yet.” He laughed and kissed me.

“Oh yeah.” I laughed and rolled him onto his back. It was my turn now. I kissed down his chest, playing with his ni**les and licking his abs. His stomach was rock hard, and I wondered how often he worked out. Zane’s body stilled as I reached his shorts and I reached my hand inside to feel his manhood before I got him naked. I grinned at his moan as my fingers encircled his hard member, and I felt myself getting wet again, imagining him inside of me. He felt long and thick, and he was obviously as horny as I was. I ran my fingers up and down his girth, and he groaned as my finger movement was confined by his shorts.

“Lucky,” he muttered at me through eyes filled with lust.

“Did you have another question, Zane?” I grinned at him as my hand stilled on him and he pulled me back up the bed roughly before yanking his shorts off and throwing them across the room. He then pushed me down into the bed and rolled over on top of me, his eyes was glazed and I could feel his heart beating fast.

“You don’t know how badly I want you.” He groaned as he leaned down and kissed me. I felt his hand part my legs and he ran his fingers through my sweet spot, making sure I was still wet.

“Ooh.” I moaned out unable to say anything else. I put my arms around him and wrapped my legs around him, bringing him closer to me. Our naked bodies were now crushed against each other and I could feel the tip of his c**k rubbing against me. I opened my legs wider, urging him to enter me, but instead, he just continued to rub against me, his hands squeezing my br**sts as we kissed. I groaned and wiggled underneath him, and he grabbed my arms and held me still.

“Hold on.” I saw him reach over to his nightstand and grab a condom wrapper. I closed my eyes as he unwrapped it and put it on.