Zara's Second Chance [One More Time] (Siren Publishing Allure)

by Mya Larose

  Chapter 9

  She was such a greedy pig. She couldn’t believe the way she devoured her food. She knew why he didn’t prolong their tête-à-tête. He’s disgusted with my manners.

  Every step she took was like a chore now. She wanted to go home, put on her nasty-looking PJs, and then drown her sorrow with high-calorie chocolate. With a heavy sigh, she made her way to the couch. She planned to sit down right at the edge of the couch near the exit in case she had to dash.

  Suddenly, she felt the light but firm touch of Peter’s hand on her lower spine.

  She turned slightly and faced Peter.

  “Would you like to dance? Although I have to warn you, I’ve two left feet, to the consternation of my poor mother,” he said as he shook his head sadly.

  “Mother?”

  “Well, yes! I do have a mother, you know.” He chuckled.

  That did it. As well as Miss Piggy, she was Miss Dumb. Could her night get any better without her putting her foot in her big mouth? When he ran his finger along her cheek to the crevasse of her neck, she felt like an electric current shot from the tip of his finger to her nipples that made her pussy gush. The beautiful smile on his face made her feel like a heavy weight was lifted from her chest. She might have one more chance after all. She gave him a nervous smile and swatted playfully at his hand on her neck.

  “Oh, you big oaf! I know that!”

  He presented her his arm like a gentleman. “Well, then! Will you do me the honor?” he offered casually.

  “It will be my pleasure, Mr. Adames, to sacrifice my dainty feet for a dance,” she replied with a snort.

  She snuggled against him and rested her cheek against his shoulder. His scent was like an aphrodisiac, she could not get enough. Without her knowledge, her hand moved in a small circular motion against his back while they swayed to the rhythm of the soft music. She felt him shiver.

  She liked the feel of his chest against her tummy and chest. It caused her nipples to pucker into hard little diamonds, her tummy to quiver with desire, and her wet pussy to clench in emptiness.

  She felt breathless, almost lightheaded, and she hoped he didn’t notice her condition. When she lifted her head to look at him, she saw his desire in his eyes. It made his beautiful hazel eyes go almost darker.

  “I have a confession to make, Zara.” His voice was hoarse with desire.

  “Yes?” she squeaked.

  “I feel so weak and I get turned on at the same time when I’m in your arms, sweetheart. You’re the sexiest little thing I’ve ever seen!”

  Her heart pounded so fast and hard, she couldn’t say anything, only moan, which drove Peter to wrap his arms around her. He pulled her so close to him that she became a part of him.

  “I’m going to kiss you now, sweetheart,” declared Peter.

  When she looked into his eyes, Zara lost it and before she could agree, Peter kissed her. It wasn’t a light kiss. It was the kind of kiss she expected and craved. He actually ravaged her mouth. He plunged his tongue into her mouth to devour, and she moaned. Still, she didn’t try to stop him. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. She raked her fingers through his thick hair.

  She couldn’t deny it, she wanted him as much as her next breath of air. When he pulled away from her, she panted like she couldn’t get enough oxygen in her lungs. Slowly she opened her eyes to look at Peter. His eyes were half-closed and he was shaking. His lips moist and slightly parted, he also gasped for breath.

  “What’s wrong?” she softly moaned.

  He got hold of her hands. “We need to have a serious talk, Zara!” he said. Leading her to the couch, he faced her.

  “About what?”

  “You’re important to me. I want you to stay with me tonight, sweetheart.” He kissed her sweetly on the lips. “And I’m not talking about a one-night stand.”

  She felt safe as well as comfortable with Peter. It felt like no one could hurt her while she was in his arms. She wanted him any way she could get him.

  She lowered her eyes. “I don’t know what to think right now. Then again, I’m willing to try,” she added with a whisper.

  She thought her heart was going to pop out of her chest. Could she hope? She drew in a deep breath and smelled his scent. This small gesture seemed to calm her down. It seemed to give her more confidence.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. “Do you need me to give you a signal, big boy?” she murmured in his ear as she gave him a quick nip at his earlobe.

  Suddenly, he sat down on the couch and she found herself on his lap. She straddled him, face-to-face and chest against chest. She didn’t take her eyes from him. A myriad of emotions passed on his beautiful face. Without breaking eye contact with her, he began to slowly pull down the zipper on the back of her dress.

  Peter pulled the dress down gently as he set her arms free along the way with such gentleness, like he was undressing a baby.

  He leaned in and kissed her neck and shoulder. His kisses were light and just skimmed the surface of her skin. When his lips touched her nipple, he sucked it into his mouth. She fisted her hand in his hair and thrust her breasts out. She totally lost it.

  “Yes, please, suck them harder,” she moaned.

  She felt the thick length of Peter’s cock between her legs push up through his trousers. She felt wicked as she started to grind herself against him. He groaned her name as he pinched her nipple from one hand while he sucked the other.

  “You like that, don’t you, sweetheart?”

  She groaned. The harder he sucked, the louder she moaned and the harder she ground against him. It felt so good. His cock was just right on with her pussy and clit. She held her breath when her orgasm washed over her, wave by wave. She threw back her head and screamed in ecstasy. The waves of pleasure were so strong that she just rode with it. A long moment after her climax, she draped herself on Peter like a blanket.

  Zara didn’t dare to move or breathe. What the hell did she just do? Could she face Peter now? Oh, she was so ashamed of her behavior. Her brain was such a mush right now. She couldn’t come up with an excuse. She sighed heavily.

  Suddenly, Peter stirred. “Hey, sleepyhead. What’s the long sigh for?”

  She lifted her upper body slowly. “I–I…” she stuttered. She couldn’t even look into his eyes.

  Her mouth felt very dry like the deserts of the Sahara. Her weak legs took the weight of her body for the first time in a long time. Peter let his hands rest on her hip, then pulled her down more forcefully on his cock. He reminded her of his own needs.

  He lifted her chin. “Hey! Don’t you get all shy now. Where’s my siren that undulated on my laps just few minutes ago?”

  She felt her face warm up. “I just want to tell you that I don’t normally act like that with every man. Well, to be honest with you, you’re the second man I’ve been involved with.”

  Still holding onto his shoulder, she looked into his eyes to watch his reaction. What she saw in the depths of his beautiful hazel cut her breath away. Could it be possible that Peter had deeper feelings for her? Or was it her imagination?

  “I know what kind of woman you are. You are my kind, sweetheart.”

  She knew there and then that Peter was going to play a big part in her life from now on. He stroked her cheek and kissed her lips.

  She took a deep breath. “Can you show me, then, what you would like to do to your woman?” she murmured against his lips.

  His response didn’t disappoint Zara. As soon as she uttered those words, Peter leaped into action. She didn’t expect to be lifted into his arms like she was a light feather.

  “God! Are you crazy? Put me down before you hurt yourself,” she cried.

  “Oh, I reckon by the time you finish with me, I’ll be in a comatose state, sweetheart.” He chortled.

  When they reached his bedroom, he let her slide down his body slowly. Without having any gap between them, their lips moved in time with e
ach other. Peter raised his hand up to her hair as he tangled his fingers in it. With his other hand, he raised up her face and cupped her cheek in his hand.

  Zara raised his shirt up and slowly began to feel his body. She moved her kisses from his lips to his neck while she thrust herself onto his thigh. He glided his hands on her lower spine. He pushed her dress down and bared her breast. She was in a total daze. There she was with just her bra and knickers on, and all she cared about was how good it felt to kiss Peter.

  “You’re driving me crazy, sweetheart,” he gasped through the hard kissing and touching.

  That was it for her! She was like a possessed woman. She peeled off his shirt as she pressed her chest against his, and slowly she ran her hand down over his crotch. Peter started to kiss her jawline. He moved from her throat, down to her collar, then kissed her breasts. He touched her body so gently and passionately that she blushed when he gently kissed her curved stomach.

  He pulled down her panties, gently pushed her down on the edge of the bed, then he spread her legs. His hot gaze still held hers. She couldn’t speak, let alone move. Her body felt so stiff and waited for his next move. His eyes glided from her face to her breast and ended on her wet pussy.

  He leaned forward. “Your pussy is so swollen and red. It looks like a red rose in bloom. Just for me!” He took a deep breath against her cunt. “God! You smell so sweet, like talcum powder, hmm.” He hummed against her slit.

  “Oh, God, sweet mercy,” she moaned.

  It was the first time in her life she’d had a man’s head between her spread legs. Her ex-boyfriend thought it was unhygienic to go down a woman. Therefore, she lay down and decided to let herself feel and enjoy what was about to come.

  Chapter 10

  Peter thought he was in an adult wonderland when Zara opened her luscious legs. Her delicious nude pussy was puffed up, her lips plump. Her clit was red and glistened with her juice. He didn’t think his cock could get any harder. He was wrong. Right then, his cock hardened and lengthened like a piece of thick wood.

  “No, sweetheart. God have mercy on me!”

  With that last word spoken, he dived into her pussy. When his tongue plunged into her slit, he began to suckle on her plump lips. Zara cried out as she grabbed a handful of his hair as if he would walk away from her. Not a chance in hell! Even if his life depended upon it, he would die a happy man.

  Without wasting his time, he began to nibble gently on her flesh, then slide his tongue over and over her swollen clit until he felt her luscious thighs clench erotically around his head. As he licked, he could smell her musky arousal. He knew she started to become wetter. He used his hands to open her up wider. He knew then she was on the verge of coming. Therefore, he gently tugged on her outer lip with his teeth, pulled them further open, and exposed her sweet and juicy pink hole. He plunged his tongue in and out of her cunt and used his nose to stimulate her clitoris. Zara lifted her hips back up to meet his mouth.

  He pushed her legs open further to thrust two fingers deep into her pussy to massage her sweet spot, while he sucked vigorously on her clit.

  She let out a long moan as an intense orgasm ripped through her body. Then the most delicious liquid gushed down from her, and he didn’t waste his time drinking quickly and greedily at her creamy nectar.

  He remained on his knees while he licked her cum off his lips and wiped the remainder of her juice from his chin and nose. He could see her pussy still fluttered gloriously in the aftermath. He found it hard to take his eyes away from her.

  “You taste so sweet, like cream and chocolate.” He dived again for one last lick with his tongue before he crawled over her trembling, curvy body.

  He noted her lusty gaze, sliding over him in one hot wave, making his body tighter with unfinished need.

  “You have one wicked mouth on you, Mr. Adames,” she said with a sultry voice. She trailed her forefinger from his lips down to his chest, and stopped at his trouser belt. Shame! He groaned inwardly.

  “What can I say? I’ve wanted to do this to you since this morning. Mind you, I had other sinful fantasies about you since I met you. Would you like me to show you, Zara?” he whispered huskily into her ear.

  Excitement made his body shiver. His desire for her was so strong that he had to fight this urge to. Damn, it’s not the time to lose it. He shook his head.

  Her beautiful face twisted with sexual hunger. “I want you to,” she pleaded hoarsely. “Please, Peter, show me, fuck me,” she whimpered.

  Dare he hope to love her like he really wanted? Or was she too fragile for his demoniac needs? He needed to know where he stood with her.

  “Would you like me to shove my big cock deep inside your tight pussy, Zara, hard and fast?” he asked hoarsely. For a moment, she didn’t answer.

  “Yes, please!” She hotly added, “I want it hard, fast, against the wall, doggy style. Any way you want. Use me like a doll. I like it rough, but no pain!”

  He knew there and then he had met his match. His self-control, or at least what was left of it, tumbled like a house of cards. His demoniac hunger was set free. God have mercy on me and Zara after tonight.

  He rose swiftly from her warm body, then he stood between her spread legs at the edge of the bed. Her beauty transfixed him. He couldn’t remove his eyes from his voluptuous and buxom brunette.

  He extended his hand. “Come to me, sweetheart!” When she reached for his hand, he grabbed her to pull her up straight on the bed. Still holding her hands, he laid them on his stomach. Just the feel of her hand on him made him quiver with anticipation and need.

  “Touch me! Feel how I want you and desire you.”

  Zara didn’t say anything. However, she obeyed him blindly without asking any question. This level of trust humbled him. It made him feel like he was on top of the world.

  Her hands trailed down from his chest over his stomach. He felt his hard muscles quiver under her fingertips. She reached for his trousers, pulled the material and zipper down, and then took his cock out of its confinement. He heard her gasp and watched her lick her lips. The fierce need consumed him, and he could feel his rock-hard, ten-inch-long cock jump and his testicles swell.

  “Do you like what you see?”

  “Oh, yes. You’re so big, Peter!” She shuddered delicately.

  “It’s only for you, honey. I’ve never felt this way before.”

  “I’ve also never felt this way about a man, not even my ex.”

  “You’re making me so fucking crazy, sweetheart.” He grabbed his cock as he began to stroke it slowly.

  After a few strokes, he looked over to see her mouth just slightly opened. She began to reach over, swatted his hand, and took hold of his cock once more. She started to stroke it up and down.

  “Suck me, please?” he asked hoarsely.

  He reached over his nightstand to retrieve a condom from the drawer. She pulled on his steel-hard cock to stop him.

  “I don’t want any barrier between us, Peter. I’ll trust you,” she whispered. “Tell me you don’t like the idea of me holding your naked cock in my wet mouth. Tell me the idea of me swallowing your hot cum doesn’t turn you on.”

  Peter shuddered at the thought. He always practiced safe sex, even oral. However, this time he wanted to feel her warm and wet mouth around his cock.

  “I’m clean,” he whispered. “And I’ll always trust you, sweetheart.”

  The beautiful smile she gave him almost brought him to his knees. She leaned forward and eagerly opened her mouth as he guided his hard cock to her cheek. He felt her hot breath on the head. She grabbed it from the base, then with her tongue licked the tip like an ice cream. Her lips slid over the head and sucked the entire shaft into her mouth. The heat of her mouth was too much. He let his hand rest on the back of her head. She began to bob up and down on his cock. He pushed her head down hard, then he let her up. He watched for any sign of discomfort.

  When she took his whole length into her mouth, she made eye contact w
ith him. She gagged a bit. However, she showed him that she would do anything to please him. Well, as long as she was happy. He couldn’t hide the rapid rise and fall of his chest. Zara gave him the green light he’d waited for all along.

  He let his demoniac desire loose. It felt like he’d opened the gate of a barrage and let flow his darkest desire over Zara. He grabbed a fistful of hair to hold her head captive. He guided her roughly up and down his cock. He could hear her breathe through her nose.

  “Good girl! Oh, yeah. Suck my cock, sweetheart,” he whispered. He held her head with both hands. He clenched his teeth as he threw his head backward.

  Peter moaned as he shoved his cock faster and faster down her throat. His cock involuntarily squirmed inside her scorching mouth as if it had a mind of its own. When she scraped her teeth on his tender flesh, he thrust harder in and out of her mouth. He couldn’t hide it anymore. His moans grew louder and wilder and his thrusts became more savage.

  There was a slight pop sound when she let go of his cock. He looked down to see Zara stroke his wet and hard cock.

  “You love it when I suck your cock, don’t you?” she said in a sensual voice.

  At the sound of her sultry voice, he melted into a giant human puddle.

  “Yes, I love it,” he groaned. “You’re sucking my cock like a pro, sweetheart.”

  She agilely took him back in her mouth deeper. His control was completely and utterly gone. She brought him to his knees with that wicked mouth of hers. He felt his cock pulse and twitch.

  “I’m going to come! Swallow every drop,” he suddenly gasped.

  She gazed up at him with her big doe eyes. She waited for his climax to come. Abruptly, she grabbed his hips and slammed him against her face. She swallowed his whole length. No other woman could take him altogether, except his talented Zara.

  “Oh, God!” He gasped and let out a loud curse.

  His thrusts became quicker. His muscles contracted rapidly and warmth spread throughout his whole body. He could feel his cock jerk as he came in her mouth. As he climaxed, she sucked him harder, begged to be fed in increasingly needy pleas, and swallowed every drop of his cum. When he finished himself in her mouth, she licked off her lips and looked up at him under her lashes.