friction sent shards of
pleasure bolting through his cock. Unable to keep his movements slow and sweet,
Kaleb let the need take over.
Pumping
his hips, he began a furious rhythm, thrusting harder, faster, deeper until Zoey was meeting his, their bodies slamming
against one another.
“Harder.”
Zoey moaned, and Kaleb let go.
Pushing
up onto his knees, he pulled her until her ass rested against his thighs, his
cock angling deeper, her knees bent against his sides. He gripped her thighs,
holding her to him as he slammed into her over and over until his brain became
fuzzy, his orgasm threatening.
“Come
for me, Zoey.” He insisted, needing her to come before he wouldn’t be able to
hold out any longer.
Zoey’s
pussy clamped onto his cock when she screamed his name, her fingernails digging
into his forearms and her head thrashing back onto the pillow. It was the
sexiest fucking thing he’d ever seen, and it ripped his release from him, his
cock pulsing deep inside the warm depths of her body.
It
didn’t take much to realize that this one woman, his best friend had just
changed him in inconceivable ways. From this moment forward, Kaleb knew he’d
never be the same.
If
only he knew what to do about that, he might just be able to sleep.
Chapter
Nine
♀♂
Zoey
woke slowly, the warmth pressed against her back bringing her out of a deep,
dreamless sleep. Kaleb. She could hear his soft
breaths; feel them against her neck where he cuddled up against her. A graphic
visual of the night before flashed in her mind and a heated blush crept over
her skin. The way the man had played her body should’ve been illegal.
What
she had thought would be rough and hungry had been gentle and sweet, though
just as intense. Her body still burned for him, needing something she hadn’t
received the night before. The way he made love to her had been better than she
even imagined, but the hunger still tore at her insides, the driving ache still
throbbing between her thighs.
Rolling
over, she turned so that she was facing him, trying not to wake him, but
wanting nothing more than to touch him again. When his eyes opened, piercing
her with the vivid blue glow that she’d remembered from the night before,
Zoey’s womb spasmed.
“Morning.” He said gruffly.
Zoey
merely smiled, using her hand to push the blankets down. It was getting warm,
and she knew it didn’t have anything to do with blankets and everything to do with
the way this man heated her from the inside out.
“ What’s that look for?” Kaleb asked, a gleam in his bright eyes.
Still
not speaking, Zoey pushed herself up, kneeling on the bed until she straddled
his hips, grateful for his morning erection because she needed to feel him
again. Stroking slowly, she kept her eyes trained on his face, watching as she
sought to bring him to the edge.
Kaleb
apparently wasn’t having any of that because he slid his hands up her thighs
before gripping her hips. “Ride me,” he insisted, striking a chord deep in her
womb.
Zoey
caught something dark and possessive flash in those quicksilver smoky eyes as
she lowered herself gently onto his cock, taking him fully inside of her in one
quick thrust. There was initial pain as her body fought to accommodate the
width of him, but it was quickly subdued by the increasing pleasure.
“Ride
me, Zoey.”
Zoey
detected a different side of Kaleb lying beneath her. Gone was the sensitive
lover from the night before, replaced by a man looking to force her to take
what she wanted. There was no way she could resist, rocking her hips back and
forth, letting the friction ignite the nerve endings in her clit as it brushed
against his pelvis.
“Lift
your hips.” He stated, his lips a hard line.
Zoey
could feel his tension, knew he was trying to hold back from her. Here she was
reveling in this new side of him that she’d never known, and he was probably
worried he’d scare her. She did exactly as he told her, but nothing more,
waiting for
pleasure bolting through his cock. Unable to keep his movements slow and sweet,
Kaleb let the need take over.
Pumping
his hips, he began a furious rhythm, thrusting harder, faster, deeper until Zoey was meeting his, their bodies slamming
against one another.
“Harder.”
Zoey moaned, and Kaleb let go.
Pushing
up onto his knees, he pulled her until her ass rested against his thighs, his
cock angling deeper, her knees bent against his sides. He gripped her thighs,
holding her to him as he slammed into her over and over until his brain became
fuzzy, his orgasm threatening.
“Come
for me, Zoey.” He insisted, needing her to come before he wouldn’t be able to
hold out any longer.
Zoey’s
pussy clamped onto his cock when she screamed his name, her fingernails digging
into his forearms and her head thrashing back onto the pillow. It was the
sexiest fucking thing he’d ever seen, and it ripped his release from him, his
cock pulsing deep inside the warm depths of her body.
It
didn’t take much to realize that this one woman, his best friend had just
changed him in inconceivable ways. From this moment forward, Kaleb knew he’d
never be the same.
If
only he knew what to do about that, he might just be able to sleep.
Chapter
Nine
♀♂
Zoey
woke slowly, the warmth pressed against her back bringing her out of a deep,
dreamless sleep. Kaleb. She could hear his soft
breaths; feel them against her neck where he cuddled up against her. A graphic
visual of the night before flashed in her mind and a heated blush crept over
her skin. The way the man had played her body should’ve been illegal.
What
she had thought would be rough and hungry had been gentle and sweet, though
just as intense. Her body still burned for him, needing something she hadn’t
received the night before. The way he made love to her had been better than she
even imagined, but the hunger still tore at her insides, the driving ache still
throbbing between her thighs.
Rolling
over, she turned so that she was facing him, trying not to wake him, but
wanting nothing more than to touch him again. When his eyes opened, piercing
her with the vivid blue glow that she’d remembered from the night before,
Zoey’s womb spasmed.
“Morning.” He said gruffly.
Zoey
merely smiled, using her hand to push the blankets down. It was getting warm,
and she knew it didn’t have anything to do with blankets and everything to do with
the way this man heated her from the inside out.
“ What’s that look for?” Kaleb asked, a gleam in his bright eyes.
Still
not speaking, Zoey pushed herself up, kneeling on the bed until she straddled
his hips, grateful for his morning erection because she needed to feel him
again. Stroking slowly, she kept her eyes trained on his face, watching as she
sought to bring him to the edge.
Kaleb
apparently wasn’t having any of that because he slid his hands up her thighs
before gripping her hips. “Ride me,” he insisted, striking a chord deep in her
womb.
Zoey
caught something dark and possessive flash in those quicksilver smoky eyes as
she lowered herself gently onto his cock, taking him fully inside of her in one
quick thrust. There was initial pain as her body fought to accommodate the
width of him, but it was quickly subdued by the increasing pleasure.
“Ride
me, Zoey.”
Zoey
detected a different side of Kaleb lying beneath her. Gone was the sensitive
lover from the night before, replaced by a man looking to force her to take
what she wanted. There was no way she could resist, rocking her hips back and
forth, letting the friction ignite the nerve endings in her clit as it brushed
against his pelvis.
“Lift
your hips.” He stated, his lips a hard line.
Zoey
could feel his tension, knew he was trying to hold back from her. Here she was
reveling in this new side of him that she’d never known, and he was probably
worried he’d scare her. She did exactly as he told her, but nothing more,
waiting for
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