lost in their depths. Fear gripped her heart because she knew without a doubt if anyone could destroy her Fane could. He had been so wrong about when she first wanted him. Yes, her body came alive in ways she had only imagined it could when she saw him with Dixie, but she had been aware of Fane Valentine when she was fourteen the first time he swaggered into her house following Sam. Even then, there was something about him that Zuria had been running away from.
One night couldn’t hurt, could it? Afterward, maybe she could ask Sam for a loan so she could return to the city, get an apartment, and find a job. She had never finished college, had found a new dream after meeting Richard. He had wanted to support her, and like an idiot, she had dreamed of nothing beyond having kids and playing the good little housewife. The dream wouldn’t have been so bad if she had loved Richard as deeply as she had fooled herself and others into believing.
She reached up to her blouse and squeezed open a button. Fane’s eyes widened. He laid a hand over hers, stopping her movements.
“You better be sure.”
She licked her lips and swallowed. “I know myself.”
“Do you?”
“Please, who do you think you’re dealing with?”
He brushed her hand aside and pinched open another button. When her bra came into view, he seemed mesmerized. She’d worn a see-through one that showed off her nipples through the transparent material.
“Sam’s sister,” he said.
“Are you scared he’ll beat you up?” she teased.
“He mentioned something about killing me if I hurt you.”
She laughed. “I think you can take him.”
“He was serious.” He leaned down and breathed deep, his lips just touching the space between her breasts. “You are so damn beautiful, such smooth, perfect brown skin, and it’s the softest I’ve ever touched. I’d risk death for more.”
She didn’t know how to take his words and remained silent. Fane skimmed fingertips along her belly to the waistband of her jeans. Her pussy clenched in anticipation, but he didn’t explore further. Could he be as nervous as she was to take this step, especially when her brother was his friend and business partner?
She sat up and pulled her blouse off to toss on the grass. Then she removed her jeans. Sitting in nothing but panties and bra, she bit her lip, feeling like a schoolgirl the first night she lost her virginity, but that time hadn’t been with the sexiest man in North Carolina, nor did it happen in the middle of a secret wooded grove.
Fane caught his breath, and when Zuria cut her gaze over at him, she found the front of his jeans had tented. He groaned low in his throat as he stared at her. “You’re making this hard for me.”
“You’re resisting now?” she teased and hated the tremor in her voice. “You said you wouldn’t do it until I asked, right?”
He reached out and ran finger around the edge of her bra, tracing the line along one breast over to the other. “I’ve waited a long time for you.”
“Are you having second thoughts? Maybe my body isn’t what you thought it was?”
“Don’t be stupid,” he growled, and she flinched. His gaze raked over her. “You’re sexier than all the rest, and you know it.”
“That doesn’t make me feel better.”
He crooked a finger at her, indicating she should come to him. “Then let me make you feel better.”
All her bravado drained away. Sure, she’d had plenty of experience, but how good was any of it? Almost every time, she’d had to use her own hand to bring herself to climax. Maybe tonight too.
She crawled to him.
“You know what I want you to do?” he asked.
“What?”
“I want you to stand up and take off your panties and your bra. I want you to spread your pussy lips and let me look, and then I want to eat you up, until you scream and come in my mouth.”
Her jaw slackened.
“Zuria, do it now.”
The command brought her to her feet, and she reached behind her to undo the