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Lifetime of Love
Chapter 5
The next week passed in similar fashion. I stayed in my apartment at RangeMan and watched TV or napped. It was boring, but I had a steady stream of visitors that kept me occupied.
After a call to a very pleased Lester, he agreed to come by in the afternoons to help me with the stretching exercises. The first two days were killer, but he pushed me and I managed to do everything that he suggested. I found out that by day 5 of the daily stretches, I no longer needed to take the medications for pain so I was happy.
By the start of my second week of 'light duty', I had the full range of motion in my back and legs and the pain had decreased to a dull ache instead of the stabbing pain that took my breath away.
Ranger and most of the guys were busy on a big case so I didn't get to see much of them. Not that wanted to see Ranger. He was keeping his distance and I was fine with that. The pain of his rejection was dulling and I wanted to keep it that way. Seeing Zero every night helped that pain diminish more and more.
Zero and I spent every evening together in my apartment. He would bring the pizza or Chinese and I would arrange the movie or game. Every night I would fall asleep in his arms either on the couch or in my bed. We did a whole lot of making out, but he never took it any further. I think he was waiting for me to finish healing and to give him the green light. So one morning I did just that.
I woke up early wrapped in familiar arms. My back was pressed closely to a warm muscular chest and a heavy arm was tucked around my waist - it was possessive and comfortable at the same time. I've gotten used to waking up like this was going to miss it when I finally get to go back to my apartment.
I slowly turned my head and looked at the man behind me. It's very rare to catch one of the guys so relaxed and at peace. It made Zero look ten years younger. The lines around his eyes were relaxed and the hardness that you can usually see around his mouth was gone too. The hardness, however, was very pronounced at another place on his body. I couldn't help grinding my ass into it. Payment for my naughtiness was his low growl and hearing it made me giggle.
His arm tightened around me and pulled me in closer to him. His hand brushed my hair away and his lips found the back of my neck. He began trailing hot kisses around to my ear. The second his lips found the secret spot behind my ear, I was a pile of goo. He kissed, sucked, and licked all around my sensitive lobe and then slowly and gently rolled me over onto my back. He positioned himself above me and for the first time this morning, I got to look in his eyes. The amount of passion I saw was enough to send a gush of warmth to a very strategic place on my body.
"You feeling okay this morning, Breá?" His whispered words made my blood boil and sent a shiver through me.
"I'm feeling great." I raised my hips up gently to meet his and pressed my hot aching core into his impressive erection. I watched his eyes roll back and heard him suck in a breath. "You have something that could make me feel even better though." His eyes snapped back to mine, looking for something. He must have found it because his sexy smile slowly appeared and he lowered his luscious lips to mine. My mouth opened in immediate response. I wanted this man and I was going to have him.
Our lips melted together and our tongues stroked the other in loving caresses. Nothing was hurried and nothing was frantic. It was slow, it was tender and it was exceptional. When his lips left mine and began a slow trek across my jaw and down my throat, the only thing I could do was moan and enjoy the sensations that his lips were creating.
When he reached my pulse point, he spent minutes sucking and licking the area. My breathing was erratic and the fire burning between my legs was almost unbearable and he hadn't even gotten to second base.
His lips continued down to my collar-bone and then down to the top of my tank top. He paused long enough to remove the offensive article of clothing from my body then he continued his exploration with his tongue.
His tongue made a path of fire around my left breast. He circled my aching nipple, but never got close to it. He switched sides and continued his torture on the other breast. This time, when he got close to the nipple, he sucked it into his hot mouth and almost made me shoot off the mattress. I tried to hold myself back because I didn't want to hurt myself again or cause him to stop the glorious torture he was creating. He spent several minutes giving each breast equal attention. Whichever one wasn't being worshiped with his mouth, he plucked it and caressed it with his warm hand.
When he finally had enough with the northern peaks of my body, he gave each nipple a kiss before moving further south. He kissed my stomach and I about came undone again when he dipped his tongue into my navel. He kissed his way down to the top of my capri pants. He paused long enough for me to object but all I could do was pant and moan. Talking was out of the question and there was no way that I was going to object anyway.
I could feel his eyes on me and I raised my head to peer down my body to where he was laying resting his chin on my stomach. He was searching my face for permission or hesitation. When he saw what he wanted, he eased back and pulled my pants and panties off with a quickness that surprised me. When I was fully exposed to his gaze, he took a few minutes to fully appreciate me. His tender gaze made my heart beat even faster.
"God, Breá. You are so beautiful." His voice was husky and sounded sexy as hell. Just hearing his raspy proclamation was enough to send another gush of moisture to my aching core.
His eye caught the glistening of the moisture gathered there for him and he let out an long, deep growl before lowering his mouth to the place that I most needed him.
He began by kissing my lower lips, never parting them. He just placed light kisses on the outside, sometimes sucking them into his mouth. God that was frustrating. I squirmed and tried to direct him where I needed to go, but I only I felt him chuckle. The vibrations almost caused me to orgasm right then.
He finally took mercy on me and parted my soaking lips and placed a gentle kiss on my throbbing clit. That was enough to send me over the edge. I came hard and I could feel his eyes watch me as I came down from the orgasm.
"That was amazing to watch. I think I need to see it again." His mouth attacked my still tender pussy and he licked it from bottom to top and back again. My oversensitive clit was still hard and ready for more attention. He ran his tongue around the outside of it, but never put pressure directly on it. He was slowly building me back up to inferno level and I needed to release some of the pressure building.
He slid one finger into my soaking wet core and began pumping it in and out of me.
"So fucking wet, Stephanie. God is this all because of me?" His breath on my sensitive skin caused me to shiver. There was no way I could answer his question. I was too far gone. He got a whimper in response.
Hearing my moans and growls of pleasure was enough encouragement for him to continue. He added another finger and continued pumping, quicker now than before. I was close to flying again and he knew it. All at once, he curled his fingers inside me hitting THAT spot and at the same time sucked my clit into his mouth. I came, and I mean I CAME hard. The explosion of white light behind my eyes was so intense and blinding that I had to squeeze my eyes closed for fear of my eyes popping out of my head.
I could feel his fingers still pumping slowly inside of me and after he placed another gentle kiss on my swollen nub, he removed his fingers from me and stood back off the bed. I watched as he slowly removed his shirt, exposing a most impressive chest and stomach. I knew just from feeling him, that he was solid but seeing it was so much better.
After the shirt was gone, he placed his hands on the top of the boxer shorts that he was wearing and paused. His eyes found mine and I could see the questions floating through them. I decided to not only give him permission, I wanted to help him any way that I could.
I slowly worked my way to the end of the bed where he was standing. I sat myself strategically in front of him and placed my hands on top of his. I pushed his hands away and began to slowly push down his boxers. I paused to kiss the exposed skin as the shorts fell away. He tortured me, so I wanted to return the favor.
When I finally pushed the boxers past his erection and let them fall to the floor I got my first glimpse of his 'package'. To say that I was impressed was an understatement. Ranger and Joe were both well endowed men, but I think they were both lacking in comparison. I could feel Zero's gaze on me but I couldn't pull my eyes off the moisture gathered on the tip of his hard cock.
I licked my lips and brought my mouth to his head to suck that little bit of moisture off. I heard his breath hitch and his hand went straight to my head and buried itself in my curls. I let my tongue run around his sensitive tip and then sucked it into my mouth. I moved my tongue again over the slit and tasted more of him. That just made me hungry to taste more so I moved my mouth as far down on him as I could. There was no way to fit it all in my mouth, so what I couldn't fit got the attention of my hand.
I started the sucking slow and gentle, letting my tongue trail the vein underneath of his cock when I pulled back. I could hear his breathing change and felt his hand on my head guiding me. He never pushed me as far as to make me choke, but I knew he wanted to feel the back of my throat. I took him in my mouth again and relaxed my throat so I could take more of him. I loved feeling his cock in my mouth. It was so hard, yet so silky at the same time.
I upped the pressure and speed needing to taste him, but he halted my progress when I began to play with his balls. I knew he was close and I wanted him to cum, but he had other ideas.
He pulled back and I let his cock go with a pop. He stood for a second in front of me trying to gather his control. I smiled and leaned back on my arms. Looking at the naked man in front of me was amazing. His hands were fisted at his sides and his head was thrown back. His eyes were closed and his breathing was erratic. He finally got his control back and his eyes met mine. I could see the raw lust behind them and my body immediately responded to it.
I crooked my finger at him giving him the classic "come here" motion. It was the exact same thing he had done to me that night in the club. He smiled at me and slowly walked to where I was resting on the bed. I felt like I was being stalked by a dangerous animal, but I sure as hell wasn't going to run. I wanted him to devour me.
I scooted back up towards the head of the bed before he got to it and was resting back on a stack of pillows. He slowly crawled up from the foot and positioned himself on top of me. We spent a few minutes just kissing and touching the northern places on each others body. If either of us ventured to far south, we knew it would be over.
When I felt his cock at my entrance, I groaned. I was so hot and so wet. I was more than ready for his invasion. I was almost begging for it. Before he pushed in, he stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes once more.
"Are you sure, Steph? We can stop now if you need to." I looked into his eyes and seeing the concern he had for me made an ache form in my chest.
"I'm more than sure. I want this Noah. Please." I pushed my hips up taking him in a little bit. He moved his hips slightly away, pausing my forward movement.
"Do I need protection?" I knew all the guys were clean from STD's. It's part of their yearly physical so I wasn't worried about diseases. I was on birth control so that wasn't something that I had to worry about. I didn't want anything between us. I always made Dickie and Joe wear condoms because I didn't fully trust them. Ranger was the first man who had been inside me totally bare and it was amazing. I wanted to feel the same thing with Zero.
Instead of telling him, I slowly pressed my hips up further, taking him into my burning core. He got the hint and met me by pressing his hips into mine. When we were fully joined, we both paused. He felt amazing. I was still tight from my earlier orgasms and he was so freaking huge. I was thankful that he allowed time for me to adjust to him. I could tell he was using the time to reign in some more control. His brow was sweating and he was biting his lower lip. It was sexy as hell.
When he finally began to move inside of me, I couldn't describe the feeling. He set a slow but powerful pace. It wasn't hurried or frantic. It was deep and he made sure to touch places inside of me that have never been reached before. I clung to him and wrapped my long legs around his waist, taking more of him into me.
As his cock moved in and out of me, his tongue danced with mine and his hands were stroking my breasts and pinching my nipples. He created another inferno inside of me. God he felt so fucking good, but I suddenly needed more. He was treating me like glass and that wasn't going to work for me.
"I won't break, Noah. Please, fuck me hard." The surprise in his eyes was priceless, but my words were enough to snap the rest of his control. He placed one arm under my lower back and tilted my hips up slowly. He looked for any signs of discomfort, but surprisingly there were none. I only felt the fire burning inside of me and the increasing pressure of my impending orgasm.
He quickened his pace and with each thrust he brushed that perfect spot inside of me. My groans and moans encouraged him to go deeper and harder and before I knew it, I was flying over the cliff. My scream was loud and bounced off the room's walls. I barely heard his cry of release, but I sure felt him unload his hot cum inside of me. He continued to slowly work his cock in and out of me letting my muscles milk him dry as we both came down from our orgasms.
He collapsed on top of me for a second before rolling over onto his back, taking him with me. We were still joined and both sweaty from the work-out. Our breathing was ragged and neither of us could find words to speak.
His hands were running soothing strokes up and down my back he would occasionally place gentle kisses on my head which was resting right over his heart. I finally got the strength to move and began to lift off his semi-hard cock. When I moved, I felt it twitch and begin to grow inside me again. I thought I had enough orgasms a second ago, but suddenly felt that another one or two would be good.
He grabbed my hips and guided me up and down on his dick. He felt so good, that I didn't want to pull away from him. I loved this feeling of connection. I loved being this close to him. I loved the way his hands moved over my body as I rode him. I loved the way his lips felt on mine. I loved the feeling of him moving inside of me. I started to think that I loved him.
I paused at that thought. Shit. Did I really love Zero or was this just the hormones talking? He must have read some of my thoughts because he sat up and wrapped his arms around my waist. I was sitting is his lap with him still moving inside of me.
His lips met mine in a gentle kiss that spoke volumes. I could feel the respect and love that he had for me in that kiss. I could feel every emotion that he had.
"Don't think too much, Breá. Just feel." The whispered words were enough for me to let go and do what he suggested. I didn't think and I didn't try to analyze my feelings. For once in my life, I just felt.
When we came together, it wasn't with scream but with a quiet shuddering. I had tears streaming down my face and saw the glisten of tears in his. That was more than just sex and we both knew it. Our souls joined that day in my bedroom on the fourth floor of RangeMan. I became his and he became mine. I knew, then, that I was indeed in love with this man and I knew he felt the same too. I had a killer set of instincts and mine were telling me exactly Zero felt for me. My instincts had never been wrong before so why would they be wrong about this? I would soon find out just how wrong they were.
A/N - Another chapter bites the dust. I was going to make them wait to have sex, but Zero got impatient and took control of this chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it. The next one will be out on Monday! : )