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or air or any life sustaining substance. Not having known
his touch for the last three months had been hell. Having it now was like a
sudden plunge into warm water, her body was overheated, and her nipples
pebbled, her skin sensitive and aching for more of his touch.
    “Tell
me, V,” he growled as he nipped her shoulder, pulling the loose collar of her
sweater down as he went. She wanted him to rip her clothes from her body and
ravish her the way only Zane could.
    “I’ve
missed this.” She managed to say the words, trying hard to sound normal and not
entirely out of her mind with desire. “But I don’t want strings, Zane. It can
only be sex.”
    Zane’s
chuckle sent throbbing need directly to her clit. The deep, dark rumble of his
voice made her even crazier with lust. “If that’s what you want, then yes.”
    Why
didn’t she believe him?
    His
mouth began moving back up her shoulder, his hand sliding up to cup her head as
he lifted her face until their eyes met. “But until we decide otherwise I want
all of you. No holding back, V.”
    She
wasn’t sure she could give all of herself because up to this point, she’d
already given him more than she should have. He was putting fissures in that
hard shell she’d wrapped around her heart, and she knew that any time spent
with him would only increase her chances of falling for him completely.
    But
what else could she do? This was the only way to prove to herself that she
didn’t need him. Sex and love were two different things, and she feared she was
already beginning to confuse the two.
    “All
right.” Before she was prepared for them, the words escaped. But once her acceptance
was out there, V realized there was no turning back.
    Zane
pressed his mouth to hers forcefully, taking everything he wanted and giving back
tenfold. His tongue was cool, and he tasted like mint and man, and she couldn’t
help herself. V pulled his head closer to hers, tightening her fingers in his
hair as she tangled her tongue with his, licking him, tasting him, taking
everything he had to give her. His taste, the strength in his touch, the sleek texture
of his skin had her aching to be naked beneath him.
    “I
need you, V. Right now,” Zane growled as he broke the kiss, his hand still
holding her face, his thumb brushing her cheek while the other lifted her leg
higher on his hip, his erection grinding between her thighs.
    She
nodded, unable to speak.
    Removing
her hands from around his neck, she hurriedly fumbled with the button on his
jeans, anxious to take what he was offering without having to think anymore.
She lowered the zipper and pushed the denim down just enough to free his thick,
heavy erection.
    He
didn’t let her go, one hand still squeezing her leg, the other splayed across
her neck, the crook between his thumb and index finger tilting her head up so
she was forced to meet his gaze.
    “Pull
your panties to the side,” he growled, piercing her with those glowing blue
gray eyes. He didn’t pull away; he shifted his hips back ever so slightly so
she had room to maneuver.
    Unable
to refuse him or herself any longer because her body remembered what this felt
like, how he overwhelmed her senses, how he pushed her higher than she’d ever
known before, V did as he instructed. She eased her panties out of the way,
using one hand to guide his thick cock to her entrance before he took over,
slamming inside of her.
    “Oh,
fuck!” Eloquence wasn’t something either of them possessed when their bodies
came together like this. “Fuck me, Zane.”
    Zane’s
hand disappeared from her skin, and then returned but this time much lower,
gripping her ass, lifting her until she had no choice but to wrap her legs around
him, his cock buried to the hilt, her body fighting to accommodate the sensual
intrusion. V fought to hang on. She was so close already; riding that fine,
thin, razor sharp edge that separated ethereal pleasure from mind numbing bliss.
    When
he began thrusting forcefully,