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except deep inside her body. She parted beneath him, her tongue there to meet his seeking one. A possessive growl slid from his throat.
    A tiny, minuscule voice of reason tried once more to be heard over his raging hormones. It gave him a moment of hesitation. The decision was taken from him when her hands—strengthened by working in the shop—dug into his shoulders pulling them back together.
    He curled his arms around her, pressing her curves against him. She wriggled closer still. Her teeth nipped at his lower lip as her fingers sought and found his bare torso, nails digging in lightly.
    He tore his mouth away and yanked her shirt up and off over her head. The moonlight shone down, allowing him to see the silvered gray of her strapless bra. Those suits hid this hot body?
    With one hand, he trailed it up one silken thigh to the edge of her skirt. His other he lifted to her chest and skimmed it along the swells of her firm breasts. Beneath his fingertips, her heartbeat quickened.
    Hooking his finger between her breasts, he freed them. He ducked head and flicked his tongue over one nipple. A ragged whimper left her. He cupped the right one as he sucked the left nipple into his mouth.
    She gripped the back of his head, holding him tight. Zane sucked and laved her breasts. Both, plying them with equal attention.
    He moved the hand between her legs up until he found her panties. The proof of her desire, right there. Zane drew them down and shoved them past her knees until they tumbled off those fuck-me stilettos. Widening her legs, he stepped between them, pushing up her skirt, and yanked her up to his hard cock that pressed tight against his jeans.
    “Zoë.” His voice fell from his mouth, graveled and deep.
    She readjusted her hands and put them to his waistband, working at undoing the button on his jeans. “Kiss me, Zane,” she whispered as the button slipped free of the hole.
    He complied, allowing her taste to sink back into his taste buds. His breath hitched when she slid her hands into his jeans. Her warm hand curved around his hard cock.
    “Now,” she muttered against his mouth.
    All the previous raging desire slammed him again, shoving away any thread of control he may have discovered.
    “Pull me out and put me in that pussy of yours,” he ordered.
    She balanced on the edge of the seat and he stared at her face while she listened. She pumped his shaft a few times, smearing the pre-come over the broad head. The moment she lined him to her opening, he thrust his hips forward, pushing into her pussy, sinking into the velvet heat awaiting him.
    “Holy fuck,” she uttered.
    “Shit.” His comment fell immediately on the heels of hers. “You’re so fucking snug around my cock.”
    Her head fell forward to his shoulder and her teeth bit his skin. He pumped his hips, driving into her. The taut muscles rippled around him as she came. Her entire body shuddered and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, inching forward so he supported more of her weight.
    Zane buried his face into her neck and worked his hips, fast and deep. He couldn’t get enough. Her pussy held him like it had been made for him and only him. Her cream smoothed over his dick as he worked it in her, keeping the motion smooth.
    Her cries, muffled from his shoulder, filled his ears as she came again, her pussy milking him. He slid an arm around her waist and pressed her back to lie on the seat. The angle difference had him grunting as he continued to power into her.
    He came inside her with a low roar. It may have been his imagination but he swore she called his name as she crested the cliff with him. He pulled back and took her lips.
    “I’m not done with you yet,” he swore.
    He lifted her, still buried deep inside of her, and walked them away from his truck. At the back door, he opened and swiped a blanket he had on the seat. Tossing it down on the ground, he laid her on top of it.
    Taking her breast in his mouth, he sucked it hard as he