ANNE

I had never felt something so wildly stirring inside me before, not even when I slept with him. It feels like my body aches to connect with his—It’s not a mere physical connection I desire, I need to be connected with him on all levels.

So, I remove his shirt faster than I have ever removed any man’s clothes before and throw it on the passenger’s seat. Zero’s lips are back on mine after he is done helping me get his shirt out of the way.

I moan in his hungry mouth which is busy sucking the life out of me. My nails run down his chest, his abdomen before dropping to his belt. I unbuckle it hurriedly before unbuttoning his jeans and then pulling down the zipper.

Zero’s lips stop devouring my mouth. He lowers his sinful lips to my throat, kissing all the way and then up. I suck in a labored breath before pulling his boxers down, just enough to free his cock.

He grunts in approval against my neck, sending jolts of spark and pleasure down my back and front. I nibble on my lower lip