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CHAPTER 42

ZANDER

I’m totally right. Sienna is the sexiest woman on this planet.

She’s prowling toward me like a sex kitten, and I’m helpless to do anything but watch her. She’s so fucking fine I can hardly stand it. Her lips and tongue working my cock over was pure bliss, but I know this next part will be even better, because there’s something about being inside her that makes me feel so zoned in and connected.

We’ll be joined in the most intimate way possible, and I can’t get enough of it.

Ripping the packet with her teeth, she quickly sheathes me while my frantic hands work to get her yoga pants off. They’re like Fort Knox, and I grunt and wrestle those damn things while she gets the giggles, making it that much harder.

“Stop laughing, woman.” My growl is playful and completely ineffective, but she does me the courtesy of yanking her pants off and flashing me her sweet pussy.

Diving out of the armchair, I pin her to the floor before she can get up, devouring her sweet tits before working my way down her body and making sure she’s wet and ready for me.

“Ah!” she cries out, then starts to moan and gyrate on the floor.

I hold her legs down, sucking and licking her clit until she’s undone.

She bucks and whimpers as the orgasm takes her out, and I sit back on my heels and watch her, grazing the tips of my fingers down her body until she clamps my hand between her legs.

“No more touching,” she gasps. “I just need…” She’s struggling to speak, her perfect tits jiggling as she sits up. “I just need you. In me. Right now.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I wink at her and get lost in her smile as she nudges me back up in the armchair and climbs onto my lap again.

I only just have time to check that the condom is still in place before she’s grabbing my cock and lining us up. As she sinks onto me, stars scatter in the corners of my vision. I let out a guttural moan.

Her warm oasis is heaven, utopia, fantasy land. My dick is singing happy tunes as she slides all the way to my hilt, then slowly rises again.

“Is that good?” Her blue eyes scan my expression, and all I can give her is a jerky nod.

“Good,” I rasp. “So fucking good.”

This makes her laugh, and the sound wraps around me. Gently guiding her hips, I help us find a rhythm, and her giggles have now changed to moans of pleasure, which are a different kind of symphony that I love just as much .

Massaging her tits, I squeeze them, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples while she rides me, her blonde locks catching sunlight when she tips back into the ray shining through the window.

She’s so hot.

She’s fire.

And she’s mine.

It’s hard to believe I’ve got her back. After everything went down, I thought I’d lost her forever. But here she is, loving me the way I don’t deserve to be.

Threading my fingers through hers, I open my eyes and look right at her. “I love you.”

She smiles back at me, her eyes sparkling before she closes them and leans back even more, changing the angle and making those chess pieces wobble.

Rising from the armchair, I go with her, enjoying her surprise as I shove the chessboard aside and lay her back on that coffee table.

It’s awkward as hell and I end up popping out of her, but as the chess pieces scatter across the floor, I drop to my knees and plunge back into her. The new angle is fucking fantastic, and she lets me know it with a high-pitched wail that is all things beautiful. That just might be my new favorite sound.

“Oh.” She huffs and pants, her chest heaving as I lift her legs and take her deeper. “That’s good. That’s so…” I pound into her, disrupting her words. “Good.”

Squeezing her thighs, I push them back toward her belly, driving us home in a heady rush.

Her toes curl, pointing right at me as I pick up my pace.

Blood pounds through my brain, making me dizzy. Trailing my hands down her body, I hook my fingers around her hips and hold on tight as I hammer into her.

And then white fire is spreading through my body, licking every muscle and nerve until I can’t hold it anymore.

“I’m coming.” I sputter out the words, plunging deep two more times before gripping her ass and convulsing inside her.

She groans, her hot pleasure gushing over my cock as she arches her back on the coffee table.

I run my hands across her body, caressing her smooth skin and loving every inch of her.

I’m not sure I’ll ever catch my breath.

I don’t know if I even want to.

My heart pounds for this woman. All those wasted times with girls who meant nothing to me. That rush I was chasing was with her all along. I was just too stupid to see it.

But now I know.

Sienna owned my heart back then.

And she stills owns it.

Always and forever.