Page 53 of Dirty Like Zane
“Mmmm…”
Jesus Christ… so fucking good. We were both melting, fucking struggling to keep standing as we came together, right up against thedoor.
“I’m not on the pill,” she said. “You have to get acondom.”
I met her eyes, but I didn’t stop fucking her. My hips and my dick were on autopilot. She’d told me that before, that she wasn’t on the pill. But right now, my brain couldn’t processit.
Then someone knocked on thedoor.
Maggiefroze.
“Shit…” Ibreathed.
She shoved me away, wiggling her way off my dick, and scrambled to cover herself with therobe.
I put my dick away, awkwardly, and that shit hurt. My jeans were still open; no fucking way was I trying to zip them up rightnow.
I could practically feel Maggie cringe behind me as I yanked open thedoor.
It wasShady.
“Uh, sorry,” he said, his gaze flicking from me to her. He looked genuinely fucking shocked that he’d just interrupted me feeding Maggie my dick. “Sorry. Uh… you didn’t answer your phone, and it’s time togo…”
“Thank you, Shady,” Maggie said in her all-business tone. “He’ll be rightout.”
I shut the door. I knew I had a show to do. I had to get going, but Maggie wasn’t exactly dressed and ready to go, and fuck if I wanted to leave her likethis.
“How could you?” she hissed, smacking me on theshoulder.
“How could Iwhat?”
“Open the fucking door, Zane! It could’ve been anyone. You didn’t even look through the peephole. Or give me a chance to hide. Or do up your fucking pants.” She growled in a way that normally would’ve turned me on, but right now, just pissed me off. “And you didn’t even put on acondom!”
I swiped my hand through my hair, fucking aggravated. My dick was aching, my balls were throbbing, and she was pissed at me again? “Hide? What are we, fucking teenagers? Why the fuck do we have tohide?”
“Zane, don’t start thisshit.”
“Why?” I repeated. “Why do we have to hide from everyone that we’re fucking? Everyone else can fuck, but wecan’t?”
I was ready for her to yell at me, but instead her shoulders dropped. “I just… I can’t bear the risk, okay?” Her voice was small as her gray eyes gazed up at me, all watery and soft. “I’ve told you this before. I can’t bear them findingout.”
Fuck me. Her pretty face looked all scared and sad, and it broke me. “Shady’s not gonna tell anyone,babe.”
“How do youknow?”
“Because Shady doesn’t give a shit that we’rebanging.”
“But someone else could see me leaving your room,” she said. “One of these times, someone will see us. Brody could see us. What if—shit! Were we loud? We were right up against the door. What if someone heardus?”
“No one heard us.” But I didn’t know if that wastrue.
And Maggie looked so fucking horrified at the thought. Kinda like the way she looked when she found out the wedding we’d had was real—and not just some elaborate hoax for her dad’sbenefit.
Best and worst morning of mylife.
“That’s not gonna happen,” I told her. “With Brody. He’s not gonna find out. And if hedid—”
“Zane—”
