Tiana I would think he would stop but he did not. “Zane,” I gasped, my body still trembling from the aftershocks. He was still hard inside me, still moving in a way that suggested he was nowhere near finished. “We are only getting started,” he growled against my ear, his hips continuing their relentless rhythm. Before I could respond, he pulled out causing me to whimper, and flipped me onto my back with easy strength. I blinked up at him, dazed and boneless, taking in the sight of him above me. His chest heaved with exertion, his eyes dark with want. “Legs up,” he commanded, his hands sliding under my thighs. “Around my waist.” I obeyed without thinking, wrapping my legs around him as he positioned himself between them. From this angle, I could see his face and watch the way his expression shifted as he pushed back inside me. Zane settled into a new rhythm—slower than before but deeper, each thrust doing silly things to me. His eyes never left mine, holding my ga
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