Page 116 of Almost Not Quite Engaged

There Is Nothing But This

ZANE

Venice

“You feel so good, my little Harpy. So fucking good.”

“Shh. Just this.”

I lay down and flip her on top as we say nothing. She lines me up and sinks down, and our groans and moans fill the space around us.

Our smirks and sniping fall away as we dive headfirst into the deep end. She straight-arms it to get a better angle and I go deeper. Slow and deep. I know all of her as I feel the very end of how joined we can become. She moans as I thrust up into her and suck on her neck. Her wet hair clings to her face.

“Move faster,” I say because I can’t take another fucking second.

“Thank god. The sweet part is done?” She grins and grinds down into me then pulling up and down again. “I’m not sure how it will ever be over.”

I pull her down to me, kissing her madly, parting her lips and searching for her wicked tongue. The one that cuts me down with a quip and builds me right back up. The one I can’t get enough of.

I flip her over on to her back so I can double my speed and depth. She’s thrusting her hips up almost bridging, taking me in further than I’ve ever been. We’re swearing and sweating as I’m pistoning in and out. I go up on my knees and hold her legs open and up to get a different angle and find my way back inside of her. I control when she comes, and she surrenders willingly.

“Zane. Fuck. Zane. Zane. I’m coming. Right there. Right there. Oh, sweet fancy fuck. Right there.”

That’s all I need. I double my speed at the same angle. “I’m going to come.” I move to pull out and she quickly wraps her legs behind my back and locks me in. I keep fucking her and her body squeezes me in a spasm as her face contorts then relaxes, her breathing ragged, and I release everything I’ve been holding back into this woman I can’t define.

“Oh, Christ. Kat. Kat. Kat.” I come like a freight train is barreling down on me. It’s everything I have released inside of her, and it feels so different, so perfect.

I can barely stay up as I shake and she quivers below me. Her face tightens in beautiful ecstasy then relaxes into her cute aftershock face.

I ease out of us both groaning at the loss. I pull her damp hair out of her face and lie down next to her.

She says quietly, “How?”

I smile and say it back. “How.” It’s all we can muster with the emotions crowding in. I pull her into my arms, and we let that be enough.

“Best birthday ever,” she mutters as she drifts off.

“Are you fucking kidding me? This is information I should have.”

“Yes.” And she’s gone again. I’ve learned she drops way down deep and needs a little nap to recover after we have intense sex, or too much sex, or comes too hard. Basically, I fucking rock her world and she needs a little recovery. I find it flattering, but wish this little Harpy had told me about her birthday.

Her camera is on the table in the corner and a terrible wonderful idea bubbles up. Liesel might actually kill me this time. She purrs in my arms as I reach for my phone.

ZANE: I need an antiquities favor.

LIESEL: No. Not talking to the ex.

ZANE: It’s for Kat. L. I’m in love with her.

LIESEL: Dammit

ZANE: First born name - Liesel in the running

LIESEL: Fine

Chapter 58

Everything I Never Knew I Wanted