The Last Husband (9 page)

“He
has powers of persuasion.” He laughed.

I
shook my head. “So what was in it for Evan?”

“An
audition for a movie if you made it to the party.” He smiled.

“I
did wonder why Evan didn’t seem that interested when Leeza dragged me up
there.” I frowned. “But you never said much to me. Not really.”

“Evan
texted me when you got to the room, but two things happened.” Zane sighed.
“Angelique wouldn’t leave my side, and you ended up talking to Braydon.”

“So
you just left me?” For some reason I felt sad.

“I
watched you like a hawk the whole night.” His voice was hard. “I wanted to
punch Braydon so hard, but I didn’t want to do anything that would make him
suspicious and think that I liked you. So I just watched to make sure nothing
bad happened.”

“So
you followed me home?” I already knew the answer.

“I
wanted to make sure Braydon wasn’t following you.” He frowned. “I had no idea
your car was going to break down. I was so angry at you. I kept thinking, what
if Braydon had been there? What if it was him you had to depend on? I wanted to
throttle you.”

“Yeah,
I could tell you were pissed.” I laughed at him, and I saw him smile back at
me.

“I
was more than pissed.” He replied. “I was angry that you had spent the whole
night dancing with Braydon and then you gave him your phone number. It should
have been me.”

“But
we were talking when I first got there, you had your chance.”

“But
then your friend Leeza came and dragged you away.” He sighed. “And I had to
play along so it didn’t look so obvious. I didn’t want you to know just what
lengths I had gone to, to try and spend some time with you, outside of the
diner.”

“And
then you came to the room too late,” I continued understandingly.

“Exactly,
my perfect plan was foiled.”

“What
was the plan for?” I smiled at him, wondering what he had expected.

“I
wanted us to talk and dance and get to know each other, outside of the diner.”
He looked a little embarrassed.

“Why?”
I continued.

“Because
I liked you and wanted to get to know you better,” he muttered.

“You
liked me?” I grinned.

“Yes,
Lucky.” He pulled me towards him, and this time I didn’t protest. “I thought
you were beautiful, engaging, delightful, and someone I very much wanted to get
to know better.”

“So
you really liked me, huh?” I couldn’t stop smiling and I felt his hands wrap
around my waist and bring me in closer to him.

“Yes,
I really liked you.” He grinned at me. “I guess I didn’t know how to approach
you in the restaurant and not get shot down.”

“Why
would I shoot you down?”

“Uh,
let me think … because I was on a different date every week.”

“You
could have asked me out.”

“And
you would have said yes?” He looked at me in surprise.

“No.”
I laughed. “I don’t think I would have. Well, I don’t know. You did have me
intrigued.”

“Not
as intrigued as you had me.” He smiled at me and bit my nose. “I used to live
for Fridays and your smile and witty comments.”

“I
used to live for Fridays so I could see you and make fun of you with Maria and
Shayla.”

“I
know.” He laughed.

“What?”

“I
used to see the three of you peeking at my table from the kitchen.”

“Oops.”
I laughed.

“I
love your laugh.” His voice was emotional. “It makes me feel all warm and happy
inside. Your smile and your laugh make me feel like life is worth living. All I
want is to see you happy. You know that, right?” He looked at me and I nodded
back at him silently. “Please be patient with me, Lucky. I’m rough around the
edges when it comes to love and how to treat a lady. I know that sometimes I
don’t give you what you need, but I’m trying. I’m really trying. I want to be
worthy of your heart.”

“You
are,” I protested, and he leaned forward and kissed me.

“I
want to feel like I’m worthy of your love.” He smiled awkwardly. “You deserve
the best. And sometimes I know it’s hard for me to let other people in. I don’t
want you to ever feel like you can’t talk to me or come to me.”

“I
feel the same, Zane. I want you to trust me and come to me as well.”

“I
will.” His eyes flashed with an emotion I didn’t recognize and I was about to
say something when he pulled me against him hard.

“Tell
me you’re not aroused right now?”

I
looked up at him in amazement as I felt his erection press against my belly.

“I’m
always aroused when I am with you, Lucky.” He kissed my forehead and slid his
hands to my ass, cupping my buttocks. “I want to make sweet love to you all day
and night.”

“All
day and night, huh?” I grinned and pushed my breasts into his chest, relishing
in his hardness against my body. “You smell so good.” I leaned my nose into his
chest and breathed him in.

“How
good?” I could hear the smile in his voice.

“Really
good.” I sighed and lay my head against his chest, loving the warmth of his
embrace.

“Good
enough to eat?”

“I’d
eat you in a second,” I giggled, running my hand down his chest to his pants
and grabbing hold. “In fact, I’m feeling quite hungry right now.”

“Do
I turn you on then?”

“Hmm,
I’ll have to think about that.” I fiddled with the button at the top of his
jeans and then yanked the zipper down before pushing my hand down his pants and
grabbing a hold of him. I slid my fingers up and down the length of him, amazed
at how hard he was already.

“I
think you know you turn me on.”

“Isn’t
that what all the stalkers say?” I giggled again and I felt Zane’s hand on my
chin bringing my face up to his.

“I
wasn’t stalking you, Lucky.” He looked at me seriously. “Stalking is a serious
thing. I don’t want you to think I’m that crazy guy. I did do everything in my
power to get you to that party, and I did follow you because I was scared of
what Braydon may do, but I would never stalk you, or tap your phone, or
anything like that.”

“Okay.”
I nodded. “Good.”

“I’ll
do everything I can to protect you, Lucky. You’re the best thing that’s ever
happened to me.” I watched as he cringed and I pouted up at him.

“Why
do you look like I’m the worst thing that’s ever happened to you then?”

“I
just heard myself say those words and I wondered how I became the cliché king.”
He laughed. “I never thought I’d say a statement like that.”

“You
never thought you’d be in love?” I knew the answer but I wanted to hear him say
the words that warmed my heart. I loved the fact that I was Zane’s first real
love.

“No.
Never. I never wanted it.” He sighed. “Sometimes I wonder if my life was easier
before you came into it.”

“So
you wish you never met me?” I pulled away from him, slightly hurt.

“No.
No.” His eyes pierced into mine. “Never that. I just care about you so much
that sometimes I don’t even know where I am or what I’m doing. I’m consumed
with thoughts of you and your well-being.”

“That’s
not so bad.” I smiled up at him. “I think about you a lot as well, you know.”

“I
need to know you’re safe at all times.” He paused. “And that you’ll never leave
me.”

“I’ll
never leave you, Zane.” I reached up and kissed him slowly, increasing the
pressure of my lips on his before pushing my tongue into his mouth. He grabbed
a hold of it eagerly and I felt him nibble on my tongue before sucking it. I
reached my hands up to run my fingers through his hair and he cupped my ass and
brought me in against him hard. I felt his hands run up my back and under my
top. He unclasped my bra and I lifted my arms up so he could pull my top off.
He yanked it off and my bra was tossed to the side right after it. I grabbed
his shirt and undid the buttons quickly, pulling it off of him and crushing my
breasts against his naked chest. I giggled as his chest hair rubbed against my
nipples and he growled as he reached up to cup my right breast, squeezing and
molding it to his hand.

I
sighed against his lips and ran my hands up and down his back. Zane broke away
from me and kissed down my neck lightly and across my collarbone. Within
seconds, I felt his lips sucking on my breasts and his teeth nibbled on my
nipple.

“Oh,
Zane,” I moaned as he set my body on fire with desire. “Ooh.” I cried out as
his mouth left my breast, but all was right again when I felt his lips move
over to focus on the other one. “Stop,” I whispered as I felt his hands on my
pants. “We should go upstairs.”

“Why?”
He growled, and he grinned as he pulled my pants down. I stepped out of them
quickly, only slightly self-conscious of the fact that I was standing there in
just my underwear.

“Because
we’re about to, you know.” I smiled at him, blushing.

“We
don’t have to have sex in only the bedroom, you know.”

“But
this is the dining room.” I looked up at him in shock.

“So?”
He laughed and I felt his fingers slide between my legs. “It seems to me that
you’re ready now.”

“Oh,
ah.” I closed my eyes as he explored me with his fingers, delighting in the
roughness against my inner skin. The tips of his fingers caressed my throbbing
blossom and I felt a wanton need fill my whole body. He removed his fingers
from my wetness and I cried out, wanting and needing to feel him there and
inside of me. “Zane.” I moaned his name and he looked down at me with
desire-filled eyes and a satisfied smile.

I
grabbed a hold of his jeans and pulled them down so that I could release him
from the cage. His penis leaped out at me and I took hold of it and delighted
in its warmth and girth. I played with it in my fingers before slowly going
down onto my knees. I stared up at his surprised eyes and maintained eye
contact as I took him into my mouth. He tasted salty and warm and I slid my
tongue along his girth as I sucked him. Zane grunted and leaned back against
the table. His hands reached down to my head and he played with my hair as I
pleasured him. I felt him grow harder in my mouth and I was excited to feel him
inside of me.

“Stop,”
he groaned and pulled me away from him. “I’m going to come.”

“I
don’t mind.” I tried to put him back in my mouth, but he shook his head and
pulled me up towards him. He lifted me up onto the dining room table and slid
my panties down to my ankles before lifting my legs up. He reached into his
pocket and pulled out a condom wrapper before sliding it on and giving me a
small wink. My heart was pounding as I stared at him up above me and then I
felt him slide his length into me. All I could think about was how good he felt
inside me, and how I never wanted this feeling to end. He slid back and forth
slowly and I grabbed him towards me, urging him to go faster.

“Not
yet, my love.” He shook his head and grinned, and pulled himself out of me
completely. I groaned at his withdrawal and tried to sit up, but he pushed me
back on the table and leaned down. Before I knew it, his tongue was on me, and
then in me, and I cried out to the heavens above as he lapped me up and sucked
on my sweet spot. I couldn’t contain myself and I felt my body shudder as I
came furiously, all while Zane was still there licking and teasing and sucking.
I lay there, overcome with emotion, and Zane looked up at me with hooded eyes.
I stared at him and smiled, a sweet sleepy smile and he lifted his face up and
pulled me towards him again. Within seconds I felt him push himself into me
again, only this time, there was nothing slow about his movements. He slammed
into me furiously and I felt him in places I never knew existed. A second
orgasm built up in me and he reached his fingers down to play with me as he
made passionate love to me. I screamed as his intensity increased, along with
the pressure of his fingertips against me. My body started trembling as I came
for a second time, and I saw Zane grinning before I felt his body tremble. I
then heard his deep grunts of satisfaction before he pulled out of me.

I saw him pull the full
condom off of his penis and drop it somewhere before pulling me up against him.
He kissed me eagerly and I wrapped my arms around him, kissing him back.

“Next
time, we’ll try and come at the same time,” he whispered in my ear and lifted
me up. “And now, we can go to bed.”

“Shouldn’t
we clean up first?” I looked around at the mess.

“No.”
And with that he carried me up the stairs slowly and to his bedroom before
laying me down on the bed. He stood there and watched me as I stretched and he
smiled down at me sweetly. “I think I could watch you naked in my bed for
hours.”

“I’d
rather you didn’t.” I smiled and squirmed. “I’d rather you lay down in the bed
beside me.”

“Oh?”
He raised an eyebrow.

“I
need someone to keep me warm.” I grinned up at him.