Billionaire Undaunted:The Billionaire's Obsession ~ Zane(36)

Dropping to the floor, she knelt between his thighs. Placing her palms  on his shoulders, she slowly let them slide down his muscular chest and  ripped abs, savoring the warmth and hardness of his body. Finally, she  grasped his rigid cock, stroking the soft, silken feel of him. So hard,  but so incredibly smooth at the same time.

"Ellie, I'm not going to last long if you don't stop," Zane cautioned her in a raspy voice.

"I don't care," she answered in a sultry tone. "This isn't about  endurance. This is all about how much I love you, how I know I could  have lost you. This is all about us."

She lowered her head and flicked the drop of moisture from the head of  his cock, stopping to enjoy his essence before she slowly lowered her  mouth down on him. Her pussy flooded with moisture as she heard his  erotic groan, her body already aroused just from touching Zane, knowing  he was experiencing so much pleasure from her touch.

He speared his hands into her hair, stroking the curls and guiding her  while she sucked his cock in and out of her mouth, taking as much as she  could manage each time.

His breathing became harsh and uneven, his groans more abandoned. Ellie  savored every carnal sound as he started to guide her to a faster pace.

Finally, he pulled her mouth away from him, grasping her gently by her  hair. "Fuck, no! I'm not coming in your mouth right now. It's not what  either one of us needs." He grabbed her hands and pulled. "Ride me,  Ellie. I need to feel your body against mine. I need to feel you come  around my cock. I've wanted it for days."

She wanted that, too, but …  "I don't want to hurt you." Cautiously, she straddled his lap.

God, he felt good. He smelled good.

"If you don't fuck me, you're going to kill me," he said, his voice graveled with frustration. "Kiss me," he insisted bossily.

She let her arms rest on his shoulders and her hands land on the back of  the sofa as she leaned down gently and gave him a tender kiss on the  lips before she looked into his tumultuous eyes and told him in little  more than a whisper, "I love you, Zane Colter. No more second-guessing  how I feel. I never want to have any regrets when it comes to you. If  something had happened and I'd never told you, I couldn't have lived  with myself."

He slid his arms around her body, moving his hand soothingly over her  ass and up her back. "If something happens to you, I don't think I'd  want to live at all," Zane confessed. "I regretted it, Ellie. When I  thought that Sean was going to off me, my only regret was that I never  told you exactly how I felt about you."

His hand stroked up her neck, and he pulled her mouth down to his. The embrace was tender and demanding, sweet and hot.

She moaned and her hips moved, rubbing against his cock in an  unconscious motion, something she couldn't stop if she wanted to. Ellie  wanted to climb inside him and never leave.

When his mouth slid down her neck, taking little nips of her skin before  soothing them with his tongue, he murmured hoarsely against her throat,  "Now fuck me before I lose my mind."

Ellie shifted, using one of her hands to guide him to her before she  sunk down on him as gently as possible. "Easy," she cautioned.

"Baby, I don't think there's any way to avoid making this a rough ride."  Grasping her hips, Zane pushed up and sank deeper inside her. "Oh,  hell, yeah," he groaned. "You feel so damn perfect. So tight, so damn  hot, Ellie. You're mine. I think you were always meant to be mine."

Gasping as he bucked up again, Ellie slapped her hands on his shoulders  for support, moaning as he ducked his head and took one of her nipples  into his mouth. His teeth, lips, and tongue teased her breasts as his  hands guided her to a frantic up and down rhythm that was driving her  crazy.         

     



 

"Tell me you love me now," Zane growled as he slammed up into her again  and again. "Tell me you're mine. Tell me you need me as much as I need  you."

Breathless with pleasure, she answered, "I love you. I need you. I'll always be yours, and you'll always be mine."

Ellie was feeling the same possessive, covetous emotions that Zane was  experiencing right now, and she lost herself to the carnal ecstasy that  was coursing through her body.

Her orgasm wasn't just approaching; it was racing toward her like a  speeding train. Her short nails dug into his shoulders, and she leaned  her head back. The shift of position made his cock slide along her  throbbing clit, and, unable to take any more, Ellie let her climax rock  her body, the muscular walls of her channel squeezing down on Zane's  pummeling cock.

"Fuck, baby. Come for me," Zane demanded. "Jesus, Ellie, I love you. I love you so damn much!"

The bliss of what was happening to her body and the thrill of hearing  Zane's expression of love while he was moving inside her was probably  the most satisfying, hottest experience she'd ever known. When he  wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her down to take her mouth  greedily, Ellie rode out the prolonged climax, knowing Zane was about to  spill himself deep inside her.

He broke off the ferocious embrace and put his head back, grabbed her  ass and let his fiery release consume him, sending Ellie up in flames  and taking her with him.





Ellie moved from Zane's lap as soon as she caught her breath. "I thought I told you not to move."

Zane's spontaneous, deep laugh boomed through the family room. "Did you really expect that to happen?"

"Yes," she answered, feeling a little naïve. "You could have just laid there and enjoyed it."

He pulled her naked body against his and put his arm around her, letting  her rest her head against his shoulder. "Never going to happen,  sweetheart."

"Why?"

"Because I want you too much not to be a willing participant."

He more than just participated. He liked to be in control. Maybe it was  because she'd initially been a virgin, but she was pretty sure it was  just his nature. "Are you feeling okay?" she asked anxiously. It had  been a rough and tumble session, and he wasn't completely recovered.

"No. You wrecked me," he complained good-naturedly.

Ellie smiled, knowing he was just fine by the tone of his voice. "How  are you feeling about what happened with Sean?" The top guy in his lab  had betrayed him. That had to hurt.

"I wanted to kill him. But when I think of what I have, I can't be  bitter. I wish I would have seen the signs, but there weren't any huge  red flags. The whole thing is kind of surreal, actually."

Ellie nodded against his shoulder. "I think so, too. I'm so sorry he hurt you." She meant both physically and emotionally.

"Honestly, I don't give a shit anymore. His ass will rot in jail and  we'll be happy. Although we really need to talk about you putting your  life in danger."

"No, we don't. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you," she answered haughtily. "End of discussion."

"That was pretty short," Zane teased, playing with a lock of her hair.

"You know you would have done the same thing."

"Granted," he admitted. "But Tate and Marcus should have left you and Lara out of the whole thing."

She looked up at him with a glare. "Why? Just because we're women?"

"Not at all. Just because I don't think Tate or I could live without the  women we love. It would have killed me if Sean had hurt you, Ell. I  know Tate feels the same. I don't know how Lara convinced him to let her  go."

"I think they worked out a deal. Her involvement was to be limited. She  was an FBI agent, so she knows how to use a gun, and can kick some major  ass. I think she insisted, and Tate had no choice but to either make  the situation controlled or risk her doing as she pleased. She wanted to  help. That's the way Lara is. She couldn't sit back and wait while she  had the skills to be backup."

"I suppose," he agreed reluctantly. "It's not that I'm not grateful to  be alive, but I didn't want to see anybody I cared about hurt because of  me."

Ellie gently stroked his neck. "The only one hurt was you."

"I'll live," he joked. "I'm nearly healed."

"I hope you're planning on giving yourself time to recover before you jump back into the lab."
         

     



 
"My assistant director has taken over Sean's position. I don't plan on  hurrying back. They can manage just fine without me for a while."

"Do you want me to go back to Denver and see what I can do to help the  new guy since Elena is gone?" Ellie didn't want to leave Zane, but it  was better than him hurrying back to work.

"Hell, no," Zane objected fiercely. "In fact, I've been thinking about firing you."

"What?" She lifted her head to look at him. "Why? I organized you; I keep you on track. I've done a damn good job."

"Agreed." He planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. "But your business  is picking up, and I want you to pursue your own dreams, Ell. I'll help  you, and you help me stay organized from home so you can start to grow  your company. The only thing stopping you is time. You're too damn busy  when you have to go to the office every day."