Page 82 of Dirty Like Zane
“He’s got a hard-on for you, Maggie,” he cut me off. “Guy can’t keep his mouth shut about you. If he could’ve wrapped his dick in a pancake and fed it to you right there in that restaurant, hewould’ve.”
I tried to ignore that, because I really hadn’t noticed Matt playing with my hair. And if he was staring at my ass or talking about my ass in front of the guys, it wasn’t myfault.
I scowled at Zane meaningfully. “At least he didn’t put his hand down my pants right in front ofyou.”
“Good thing.” He stalked over to me and got right in my face. “Because if he did that, I’d have to break his hand and his dick, along with his fucking face, and we’d be out another bass player.” He took another drag off his joint, and turned the tip toward me. “You want? Do wonders for yourmood.”
“What I want,” I said, slowly and clearly, “is for you to take your weed and your tantrums and your jealous caveman bullshit and shove it all right up yourass.”
Normally, he’d probably have laughed at that or had some clever come-on of a comeback at the ready. But right now? His expression darkened. His eyelids lowered. He flicked his joint in the glass of water I’d left on thetable.
Then he pushed me backwards, using his whole body to steer me where he wanted me. His hips crushed me against thewall.
“So, what? You can’t handlethis?” He grabbed the neck of my dress in his fist, yanking me toward him for emphasis. “So now you’re just gonna hook up with someoneelse?”
“Hook up?” I grabbed a fistful of his shirt in return, yanking him toward me. “I waseating pancakes. And so what if I hook up with someone else? How is that yourbusiness?”
He laughed, but it was more of a snarl. “You kidding me?” He pressed his forehead against mine, hard, so I had to push back. I could already feel his hard-on digging into me—and he was starting to undo his jeans. The rings on his fingers scraped me through my dress as his hand moved between us… and shivers tore through me. All the blood in my head was rapidly fleeing south. “You so much as think about touching a guy who isn’t me,” he said, his lips almost bumping mine, “and you better fucking believe I’m gonna make it my business,Maggie.”
Breathless. I felt utterly out of breath, my entire body possessed with the need to have him. I was empty,achingwith emptiness, and the only remedy for that ache wasZane.
Hard and hot and long and deep… filling me completely, over and over again. My clit throbbed with the force of my pulse, and I wanted him in me,now.
“I’ll hook up with whoever I want to,” I informed him, but my voice shook. “I don’t belong to you.” I knew I was pushing him, just fucking pushing him to screw me and make mehis.
He ripped my panties down my thighs, and my pussyclenched.
Oh,fuck…
My panties drifted down to my ankles. He shoved his hand between my legs. His fingers were so warm… He smeared them over my swollen flesh, so slippery, and there was no hiding it… I was so wet. He hiked my left leg up around his hip, spreading me open as he pushed against me. I wasquivering, I was so hot andready.
Why did his possessive neanderthal bullshit have to get me so fuckingwet?
There was something wrong with me. Had to be. Because I already knew who I belonged to and I just kept fighting it. I knew, and there was nothing I could do to change it, no matter how I foughtit.
And all it did was turn meon.
And scare the crap out ofme.
“Like. Fuck,” he growled. Then he shoved into me. Every inch of his big dick, straight up inside me. I was that wet, and he was bare. “You’ll fuckme, Maggie.Me.”
“Yeah,” I panted, as he fucked me against the wall. He hit my limits, fast, stretching me, and Isquealed.
“Fuck, yeah… take me,Maggie…”
“Yeah, fuck, give it tome…”
“You wantit…?”’
“Yeah, I want it.” I clutched at him as he gave it to me, moaning and scrambling to get my legs around him. “Yeah. Yeah, gimme…” I was already way beyond making sense or using my brain to get me out ofthis.
I didn’t wantout.
“Gonna show you who your man is,” he growled, his fingers digging into my thighs as he hiked me up and pounded into me. “No one else gets this pussy. It’s mine. I’m your husband and this shit belongs to me. All of it. Don’t even think about giving it to someone else. You’remine.”
He drove that point home by hiking me up higher and jackhammering into me. He kissed me hard, and I caught his bottom lip in my teeth and sucked, moaning, losing my mind as the sensations flooded mybody.
Then he yanked me off the wall and pulled me with him onto the bed so suddenly my head spun. He lay back and held my hips over his and fucked me frombeneath.
