Nicole Edwards - Zane

“Oh, fuck!” Eloquence wasn’t something either of them possessed when their bodies came together like this. “Fuck me, Zane.”

Zane’s hand disappeared from her skin, and then returned but this time much lower, gripping her ass, lifting her until she had no choice but to wrap her legs around him, his cock buried to the hilt, her body fighting to accommodate the sensual intrusion. V fought to hang on. She was so close already; riding that fine, thin, razor sharp edge that separated ethereal pleasure from mind numbing bliss.

When he began thrusting forcefully, he used his body to support her against the wall, one arm beneath her ass, the fingers of his other hand sliding into her hair, pulling her head back so he could take her mouth. V was powerless against the intensity of her desire for this man.

Zane groaned as he separated their mouths, staring into her eyes, her soul. V could feel him everywhere.

“Baby, I’m not going to last. I need you to come for me. Fucking come around my cock. I want to feel your pussy milk my cock while I come inside of you.”

That was all it took.

Those few words sent her body tumbling into chaos; her orgasm equivalent to C4, exploding and leaving a crumbling mess as she held on to Zane with everything she had. When his body stilled, the force of his release filling her, V’s world tilted and exploded once more.

What in the world had she just committed herself to?

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The following morning, when Zane opened his eyes, he was greeted with the peaceful silence of his own home. Another thing he realized he’d taken for granted. After three months in the hospital, the consistent interruptions by nurses and doctors, machines beeping, and people stopping by to visit, he welcomed the soothing tranquility that answered.

The only thing that could’ve been better... if V was sleeping next to him. She refused though. After their brief, but explosive interlude, V had silently righted her clothes, gave him that seductive little smirk he loved and then gracefully walked out of his house.

That’s what she always did. She didn’t sleep over, nor did she invite him to. Ever.

And as many times as they’d been together, it was beginning to irritate the shit out of him. But, Zane was pursuing her, and he knew if he pushed just a little harder, she’d give in to him. Before long, he was going to push her past all of the boundaries she had erected over the years. Spending the night with him soon wouldn’t be an option for her.

Hell, he’d tie her to the bed if he had to.

Hmmm... He honestly liked the idea of tying her to his bed.

Reaching beneath the blankets, Zane took his iron hard cock in his grip and began stroking slowly. Closing his eyes, he pictured V lying on his bed, completely naked... Well, maybe he’d let her leave her shoes on. The woman’s shoes were so fucking sexy on her.

The image of V in his mind became clearer. Her arms were stretched out above her head, secured to his headboard while her legs were spread wide, ankles secured, her slick, pink pussy open and inviting. The rhythm of his hand increased to match his breathing as the pornographic visual played in his head. The woman was pure, unadulterated sin as she lay sprawled out before him, her full, perfect breasts tipped with sweet, dusky pink nipples. Those mile long legs, silky smooth and her red tipped toes peeking out of those four inch heels.

Stroking his dick faster, his fist gripping firmly, Zane gave his brain carte blanche to fantasize. His breathing increased as he came closer to release, holding out only long enough to savor the image of V spectacularly naked in his mind. He could picture himself crawling between her splayed thighs, using his tongue to tease the pretty pink folds of her pussy before sliding two fingers deep in her cunt.

Fuck.

Zane came with a vengeance, his release startling him with its intensity. For three months, he resisted the urge to jack off to thoughts of V, and their quickie yesterday, although intensely satisfying, had done nothing to sate the lust that had built up over the last few months.

Although his body begged for him to succumb to just a few more hours of sleep, he managed to force himself from the bed, ripping the sheets off as he went so he could toss them into the washing machine. He needed breakfast, and then he needed to head over to Walker Demolition. His brothers would be waiting for him, he knew.

They’d purposely denied him any information about how the business was going in recent weeks, but he knew they were doing well. Ethan was a whiz with machinery, so the fact that Zane had been down and out for so long wouldn’t have impacted them in the least – as far as business was concerned anyway. But that didn’t mean he planned to leave it all to them.

In addition to wanting to talk to them about Walker Demo, Zane also had some questions about the Alluring Indulgence Resort. Like how he would be able to get in on it. He’d spent countless hours in the hospital fucking around on the internet and quite frankly, he found a few articles that caught his interest. He had a vested interest in the place; after all, he was a partner in Walker, Inc.

Zane was well aware that Kaleb, Sawyer and Travis hadn’t pushed the resort on the rest of them because they didn’t want any of them to feel obligated to join in their new venture. They’d mentioned it briefly up front, but told Zane, Brendon, Braydon, and Ethan that they were welcome to go in or keep moving forward with Walker Demo. It was their choice. At the time, Zane hadn’t been sure what he wanted to do.

He’d actually been a little restless right before the assault. Some of it had to do with the feelings V had been stirring in him, some of it was due to his need to keep moving forward. Zane felt like he had been stalled out for quite some time, but he’d never made a move to do anything about it. Now that he was back on his feet, he was more than a little anxious to keep up his momentum. His life had changed due to circumstances out of his control. He was ready to find the bright side and keep going. It was either that, or run the risk of giving in to the black rage that was slowly filling his gut.

He liked the idea of getting involved with the resort. So much so, he was ready to hire a replacement who could handle his position at Walker Demo. This new resort was going to give him a chance to spread his wings a little, explore some new avenues, and with V along for the ride, Zane was finally looking forward to something that he hadn’t even realized was missing from his life.

Half an hour later, showered and shaved, Zane hopped in his Jeep.

As the Jeep eased along down the dirt road that would take him from his house to the offices of Walker Demolition, Zane enjoyed the unseasonably warm breeze flowing through the open windows.

He never thought he’d say it, but it felt damn good to be behind the wheel again. Even a small thing like driving was something he had taken for granted before the assault. He’d taken plenty of things for granted, including what he wanted to do with his life. He’d been given a second chance and, for whatever reason, God spared him. He wasn’t going to take it for granted a second longer.

Not with the little things, and certainly not with the big things. The first thing – or rather person – that came to mind was V. For the last few months, she’d been the only thing on his mind most days. Hell, just thinking about thinking about her made him smile. The smile disappeared just as quickly as it came when Zane remembered the real reason he had wanted to talk to her yesterday. They hadn’t even talked about Jake Sanders, or the fact that he was allegedly harassing her, and no one was fucking telling him anything.

They’d undoubtedly be talking about it later, but first, he had to meet with his brothers and get that out of the way. He hoped like hell they didn’t treat him with kid gloves now that he was back in fighting form. Ok, so he wasn’t quite there, but he was working to get there. A little more physical therapy and countless hours at the gym wouldn’t hurt him in the least.

He made a mental note to call Beau and meet up with him at the gym. It was time the two of them spent some time doing something a hell of a lot more entertaining than shooting the shit at the hospital. He certainly looked forward to spending a few mindless hours with his boy.

“Well, good morning, sunshine.” Brendon’s booming drawl met Zane the moment he stepped through the door of the small office of Walker Demolition. “Glad you could grace us with your presence.”

“Fuck off.” Zane grinned, saying the words without heat.

He’d missed this too. He would be the first to admit that working with his brothers, day in and day out, could grate on his nerves like fingernails down a chalkboard, but he wouldn’t change a thing.

“Well, you look better anyway, Bubba. I have to say, there for a while, you kinda looked like shit,” Braydon chimed in, grabbing two energy drinks from the refrigerator and tossing one to Brendon. Like they needed that shit.

Zane didn’t need any more energy than they did, but he was smart enough to know better. He didn’t drink anything with caffeine in it. Or at least he tried to avoid it at all costs. Hell, he hardly drank anything other than water, which his brothers liked to give him hell about. It seemed they all had their own vices. Hell, he had his as well, but he just tried to keep those to himself as best he could.

“What the hell? You guys having a spa party or what?” Zane ribbed as he grabbed one of the empty chairs and turned it backward, straddling it and facing three of his six brothers. “Kaleb, I’m disappointed in you. Zoey’s turned you into a pussy.”

Kaleb’s rumbling laugh filled the space. “I’m not going there, man. Not gonna do it.”

“If you’re not doing your fucking nails, is this a book club or something? Why are you two here? Shouldn’t you be out on a job somewhere?” Zane turned his attention to the twins, leaning his forearms on the chair back.

“Why did the doctor clear you to come home?” Ethan asked as he walked in the back door. “Or was it because they couldn’t take any more?”

“Probably.” Zane grinned. Despite their constant ridicule, he sure had missed this shit. “Where are Sawyer and Travis?”

“Sawyer’s on his way,” Kaleb added, glancing down at his computer screen. “Trav had to go to Dallas. He’s meeting with Luke and Logan again this week.”

“How’s the resort coming along?” Considering the ground breaking ceremony was so long ago, Zane had expected to see something happening with the construction, but when Travis brought him home last night, he hadn’t seen much of anything, other than some clearing of the land.

Apparently, Travis had brought in an environmentalist to survey and find the best place for the resort, that wouldn’t affect too much of the land. Zane wouldn’t have thought his brother would’ve cared much about it, so he’d been a little taken aback. Not that he didn’t agree, he just didn’t expect as much from Travis. His brother was a hard ass, in so many ways. Had been for as long as Zane could remember. The others had tried to tell him that Travis wasn’t always like that, but Zane wasn’t much of a believer

“We should see a lot more in the coming weeks,” Kaleb answered, turning away from his computer.

“How’s the wedding planning?”

“We’ve set the date.” Kaleb grinned.

“Again?” Zane knew that Kaleb and Zoey had pushed out their wedding until the beginning of the year because he’d been in the hospital. It still irritated the shit out of him that he was the reason they were delaying their momentous day, but no amount of arguing with them had done any good.

“We never were happy with the original date.”

His brother was lying, but Zane smiled anyway. That’s what his brothers did. They had each other’s back, no matter the reason. And, in this case, every one of them stood beside Zane during a really touch and go point in his life. And now, despite the little white lie, Zane didn’t fault Kaleb. “Bachelor party planned yet?”

“Oh, hell yeah!” Braydon stood, his restless energy palpable in the small room. “Bren and I are handling that one.”

Oh, hell. Zane laughed again, noticing how good it felt to be able to smile a real smile for the first time in a long time. “You’re a brave man leaving your fate in their hands.”

“You’re telling me,” Kaleb groaned.