Page 189 of Tainted Romance

My heart started beating faster, did that mean I was going to get another dose of Zane?

“Twenty minutes to half an hour.”

“I guess that means I have to make this quick.” His lips ran down my neck, stopping on my mark and I moaned.

“Don’t tease me.”

He pulled back smirking. “But I love teasing you,” he said, just as he slipped a finger into me. “Getting you hot and ready to come.”

I gritted my teeth. “Stop it.”

“You did it to me with that insane blowjob you gave me.”

“And you paid me back for that last night.”

He kissed over my breast. “Nah, sweetheart, I haven’t even begun to pay you back for that.”

I groaned. “Zane, I just want you!” I wasn’t above begging. He was surprised to hear it though as I could tell by the look on his face.

He may have wanted to tease me, but me begging had his expression change in a second. He wanted to please me, and I had been counting on that.

He pulled out of me and flipped me over, so I was on my knees, and I just put my hands out to kneel, when he entered me with haste.

“Is this what you wanted?”

I was already panting. “God yes.” I looked over my shoulder. “But harder.”

He groaned. “You are going to kill me, sweetheart.” And his speed increased, giving me exactly what I wanted and needed. Would I ever get enough of him?

***

“Come on, Ebony, just take a hit,” Blake said, trying but failing to get Ebony to do his drugs. “You won’t regret it.”

“Yes, I will, which is why I’m not doing it,” she said, in between his legs.

We had set up for the day in the middle of the field. The music was playing, the sun was burning my back, and I had never felt more relaxed. I leaned back against Zane, being in between his legs, and his arms wrapped around me.

“Here, let me try it,” Taylor said, putting his hand out for it. “If I’m doing it, Ebony, you have to. You know our deal.”

“Taylor, that’s not fair!” she snapped. “You know very well what I think of drugs and,” she looked at me then Blake, “People who do them.”

I just smiled. I was high. I could feel it. My grip on reality was less tense. All my problems were gone, but I still wasn’t sure if that was because of the drugs and alcohol, or the fact I was in between Zane’s legs, and he was holding onto me like he was never letting go.

Blake lit another joint up and handed it to Taylor.

“So, does this mean you are trying it?” Blake grinned at Ebony.

She rolled her eyes. “You are basically forcing this on me.”

“Come on, babe, you’ll love it.” He kissed the side of her face. They had successfully gone back to the lovesick couple they were before my accident.

I hope Zane and I never got that loved up.

Blake groaned just as Ebony sucked on the joint.

“What? Am I doing it wrong?” she said.

“No, it’s not you, it’s him,” Blake muttered and looked at me. “I’m not doing it.”

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