26. Jasmine

Chapter twenty-six

Jasmine

Z ane guides my head off his throbbing cock, his firm grasp gentle but commanding. He lifts me onto the bed beside him with ease, as if I weigh nothing to him.

"What is it?" My self-doubt creeps in, making me feel vulnerable and exposed in my nakedness.

"No, kitten. You were perfect. I think you want me inside you now, don't you?" His voice is deep and husky, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes, but bare? I don't want anything between us." The words slip out of me without hesitation. I crave him, every part of him. I want to lose myself in our passion without any worries or regrets about what I might lose.

"Then come here and kiss me." Zane, wide eyed, pulls me over so I'm straddling his wide hips, my body aligning perfectly with his. His hand wraps around my throat, his thumb pressing against my windpipe just enough to make my breath hitch as he guides me down to his lips.

The other hand squeezes my ass firmly, his fingers digging into the flesh until a sharp twinge of pain makes me squeal.

"Good girls like pain too," he whispers against my lips, his words sending a spark of desire through my body.

"I'm a good girl," I whimper, completely under his control and loving every second.

"I know you are." His fingers trail down between my legs and push deep inside me, filling me up and lifting me off my knees as I try to escape the overwhelming sensation building within me.

With a frenzy of movements, he guides my body down onto his shaft, my hungry hole taking him inside with a guttural moan. The stretch is a delicious burn that sets my skin ablaze and has me arching backwards in pure ecstasy. His hands catch my breasts, rough palms kneading them in small circles, like a master baker perfecting his dough. All the while, he rocks his hips with a soul-destroying rhythm, each thrust driving deeper It would be so easy to become addicted to this man and his touch. I already don't want to leave his side; now, I never want to leave his bed. As his movements become more urgent, his hands slide down to grip my hips tightly, pushing me down with each surge of his cock.

"Please don't stop," I moan desperately, feeling the pleasure rising to a breaking point inside me. "Please don't let me go."

"Never," he promises fiercely, his voice laced with desire and determination. Our bodies move as one in an intimate dance, consumed by our passion and lost in the moment.

The euphoric rush of pleasure crashes over me like a powerful wave, sweeping away all rational thoughts and leaving only raw desire in its wake. "Oh god, fuck me harder you beautiful man," I moan, my body arching to meet his every thrust.

"You are going to break me, kitten." His voice is strained with pleasure and I can feel the intensity building between us.

"Literally?" I ask with a hint of concern, wondering if I am capable of causing such physical harm.

"If by breaking me you mean driving me wild with ecstasy, then yes," he responds breathlessly before continuing to drive my body to the abyss of pleasure.

"You can't deny me this now you've opened the door for me."

"Not my dick, darling," he clarifies as a small smirk plays on his lips, "you are going to break my-" His next word remains unspoken as pleasure overtakes him and turns his words into moans. From what I can tell, it sounds like he was about to say "heart."

Am I going to break his heart? The thought crosses my mind and I am filled with doubt and hesitation for a moment.

Then I remember his words earlier, how he opened himself up to me and showed me the vulnerable parts of himself.

With a fierce determination I didn't realise I was capable of, I growl out, "Yes, I am going to break your mind, body and soul. But never break your heart." My words are laced with passion and promise as I continue to ride the waves of pleasure with this beautiful man.

My entire body tenses, every muscle coiled and ready for the next rising thrust that shoots through me. A wave of pleasure washes over me, building and cresting until it explodes in a ferocious orgasm. White spots dance before my eyes as my body surrenders to the intense release. Zane's body stiffens as he cums inside me, filling me with his hot seed.

"Hold me," I beg, desperately needing something to ground me as my body drifts away on the waves of pleasure.

I lean forward, my eyelids heavy with the intensity of my pleasure, unable to wipe the contented smile from my face. This is where I belong, in his arms, lost in ecstasy.

"Always, kitten. You belong here with me." His voice is a deep rumble against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.