Page 85 of Symphony for Lies

Zane chuckled darkly.“Why aren’t you answering?”

I dug my nails into his back. My brain was short-circuiting.

He pulled out.

For one agonizing second, I was empty.

A chill ran over my body, and then he slammed back in, rough and unrelenting. A sharp cry ripped from my throat.

“Answer me,” he demanded.

“Yes.” That single word was all I could utter. I was falling apart, shattering beneath him, completely at his mercy.

He was pounding into me with relentless ferocity. As if to remind me exactly why I shouldn’t have walked away the night before.

His lips crashed onto mine, swallowing my gasps and muffling my moans. And every time he slammed his cock deeper, I arched into his thrusts, my nails digging into his back.

A sharp, overwhelming pleasure tore through me when he hit that spot. Stars. I saw fucking stars.

Tears welled in my eyes from the overwhelming sensation of teetering between pleasure and pain.

Zane kissed them away before pulling back slightly. His brown eyes found mine, and I forgot how to breathe.

There was something fierce, raw, consuming in his expression.

Love. Desire. Need.

A sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead, his chest heaved, and his sculpted muscles trembled.His kiss-swollen lips parted as he rasped,“You turn me on when you look at me like that, Amelia.”

Our lips connected again in a desperate kiss as he sunk in deeper, making me feel every inch of him.

The pleasure built inside me, andwith one last ruthless thrust, I was pushed over the edge.

My body trembled violently, ecstasy crashing through me like a tidal wave.

But Zane didn’t stop. His strokes were still deep and unrelenting.

Even as my body spasmed from aftershocks, he kept going.Not slowing down. Not until I reached my limit again. As my entire body convulsed with another orgasm, he finally let go.

A deep groan tore from his throat as his body shuddered against mine, his release hitting him like a violent storm.

Our bodies collapsed together, hot, slick, and utterly spent.

His lips pressed against my sweaty skin, leaving soft kisses along my neck and shoulder.

My limbs were too weak to move, and my heart still raced.

A sharp hiss slipped past my lips as he slowly pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and completely undone.

With a heavy, satisfied groan, he rolled over, pulling me onto his chest.

I released a shaky breath as my head rested on his sculpted chest. I could hear Zane’s erratic heartbeat and heavy breathing and smell his clean and intoxicating scent that mixed with the lingering traces of sweat and sex.

I melted into him.

As his fingers drew slow, lazy circles against my skin, I barely realized my eyes were drifting shut.

I don’t know how long we lay there, but my body felt heavy, and my skin tingled.