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

by Mya Larose

  “Promises, promises,” she enticed him.

  She shook off the blanket from her shoulder. She put on her undies after she took a quick shower to wash off the dirtiness she felt. When she came back, she quickly covered him with the condom, straightened up, and swiftly pulled her knickers down off her legs.

  “Now, Peter. I want you buried deep in my pussy.”

  She straddled his lap, moved her knees, and placed them on both sides of his hips. His lips moved seductively around hers as he kissed and nibbled her lips. When he bit her lips, she lifted her hips and moaned in pleasure then begged for more.

  He lifted his head. “Your taste is like an aphrodisiac. I can’t get enough.” His sultry voice was like a caress that made her body shiver with an expectancy of what was about to happen.

  Her answer was to widen her legs apart and place his hard and hot cock at her entrance. She drove herself down on him, fast and hard, her pussy stretching to maximum capacity. The mixture of pain and pleasure felt so good, she yelled out ecstasies.

  “Oh God, sweetheart, you’re so tight. Your sweet pussy is suckling my cock.”

  Sweat began to bead on his forehead. Out of impulse, she leaned forward and licked a drop off. Her actions lifted her up from his cock.

  “Oh! Don’t think you can escape me now. Give it to me hard, baby. Milk my cock dry, sweetheart.” He growled as he held her hip and pushed her back down.

  “Your wish is my command, Mr. Adames,” she moaned enticingly.

  Moisture flowed from her pulsing pussy to his throbbing cock. She wrapped herself around him, arms and legs. She pinned him on the couch and gazed into his eyes as she rose up and pushed down on his wide, long cock to the hilt. The pleasure shot sparks of electricity down her spine and through her veins.

  Grabbing the back of the couch, she ate at his lips and gave him the ride of his life. She heard him moan in the distance while she pounded herself on his cock. Greedily, she took more as well, as she demanded it more, faster and harder until she felt her insides tighten like a spring, and yelled his name.

  She draped herself on him. She felt like a puppet without her strings. She really needed more of that. Also, she needed more exercise to keep up with him.

  She lifted her head lightly. “How’s your hand? I hope I didn’t hurt you too much. It seems that I cannot control myself when I’m around you.”

  “No, you didn’t hurt me. But damn, woman! That was a hell of a ride you just gave me. I hope you’ll lose your control more often from now on.” He gulped for breath.

  He kissed her temple and pulled her back into his arms.

  Chapter 16

  It was total bliss. After receiving the ride of his life, they ended up in his bed. There was something about cuddling against a warm body. He was a cuddly type of man after sex. Yes, him. The big, tall, and rough guy had a softer side.

  Spooning Zara, her head rested on his arm with his injured hand. With his other hand, he tightened his grip around her slightly rounded stomach and pulled her against him. She was still asleep and she snored softly.

  While he nuzzled her hair, he thought that there was something about the smell of her hair, like talcum powder. The contrast and the softness of her skin against his body mesmerized him. Peter couldn’t help but grin at the adorable way she snored. She was beautiful, every inch of her plush body, ample bosom, and flawless skin. He shook his head in wonder. She was so unlike the model-type and bony-ass women he went for.

  She was the loyal and submissive type of woman who would put the needs of others before herself, and she liked to give. She was perfect for him because of his need to dominate in bed.

  He molded her full curves with his hand, from the curve of her belly to her full breasts, and finished at her big nipples. She had a natural hourglass body—a modern pinup girl.

  However, today, he could’ve lost all this beauty and warmth that was Zara. If the killer accomplished his mission to kill his beautiful Zara, he would’ve gone literally mad, lost.

  After the arrival of her sister, Peter took the girls back to his flat and called the police. He then cradled Zara in his arms in silence just thanking every sort of god that existed. When the officers showed up, they interrogated him and Zara. Along came the forensics, and they took samples from the crime scene and them. They even took pictures of his Zara naked with the bruises all over her beautiful body. Just the thought that the killer manhandled her made his blood boil in rage.

  Peter gave them all the information they needed to put away the killer and the bitch behind the master plan. He provided them his mobile phone, with every call and message.

  After this entire ordeal, the medics checked her up while he was by her side. As soon as she received the green light from the medics that everything was fine, he sent the women to his bedroom. With the help of her sister, Zara took a quick shower, then he wrapped her up with the blanket her sister brought back alongside with a hot mug. That was when he allowed the medics to clean his cuts, put back the dislodged bones, and bandage his hand. He thanked his stars that his knuckles weren’t broken. The officer assured him that the man would be done for attempting murder alongside his accomplice.

  He felt her stir. He hadn’t realized that he was playing with her big nipple, and right now it was hard as a diamond. Her breathing was rapid and her heart beat erratically. The little minx woke up. He flushed her tighter against him, then he placed his face in the V of her neck.

  “I’m sorry Zara! You got hurt because of me,” he whispered softly against her ear with a heavy sigh.

  With a frown, she turned her head and looked at him in the eye. She tried to understand his meaning, still groggy from her slumber. She turned fully toward him and snuggled back in his arms, nuzzled his chest, and rained little kisses like a feather caress.

  “What are you talking about, Peter? How can it be your fault?” She questioned him while she nibbled on him.

  “I brought that on you. Instead of acting like a coward, I should’ve responded to her calls and put an end to it. I assumed that if I didn’t answer her calls, she would give up.”

  He felt his throat get raw with emotions and his breathing became shallow. He slowly caressed the contour of her face to her plump lips.

  “So you see, sweetheart, it was my fault, one way or another.”

  Suddenly, she pushed him on his back and straddled his hips. As she grabbed him by the shoulder, she leaned over and she fixed her eyes on his, dark and furious. Her beautiful threaded eyebrows furrowed into a line across her forehead. The anger seemed to radiate off her. She was like an angry Amazon, naked, proud, and ready for an imminent attack. He looked at her in amazement. He could feel his cock grow steadily and aimed right between her puffy lips.

  “Listen to me carefully, Peter Adames. I am going to tell you this once. You’re not responsible for the actions of two mentally ill people. And what happened today was out of your hands.” She almost shook him.

  Where did this vulnerable and shy woman go to? She was such a passionate woman. He couldn’t help himself. He wanted to find out how far she could go.

  “But…”

  “Arrrg,” she groaned and slammed her lips on his.

  Well, that wasn’t expected. So much for being a dominant man in bed! But hot damn, who was he to complain, especially when his cock twitched and demanded some attention? He wanted to roll her over and fuck her brains out, but his hand throbbed like mad.

  Gently, he held one side of her face. He could feel her pulse race beneath his fingertips. She then tilted her head back and licked the shell of his ear, down to the side of his neck. When she reached the V of his neck and shoulder, she bit down hard. The sensation made him shiver with need.

  “Are you hard for me, Peter?”

  “Are you kidding me? What do you think that is? My finger?” The words flowed from him as he flushed his hips to hers at the same time.

  She bit down on his shoulder, again, but harder this time, enough to leave bi
te marks on his skin. She slithered down his body like a graceful snake.

  “Oh, yes. Hard like rock, but smooth like velvet,” she murmured reverently as she circled his cock. She was about to drive him completely mad with need. Back and forth, like she promised to deliver a greater pleasure, she pumped his cock. Then she stopped and moved away.

  “Zara?” he groaned with his rapid breath.

  “Yes, Peter?”

  “Zara…” He growled this time with his eyebrows drawn together. What was her game?

  “What?” she exclaimed innocently and shrugged her shoulders.

  “Sweetheart, please touch me.”

  “Well, now, Mr. Adames, you’re not in control now, are you? That’s what I’m trying to tell you. You can’t control another person’s actions,” she added softly. She was exquisite. She hovered above him like an angel.

  He inhaled sharply and realized that she was right. He would concentrate his attention on their relationship from now on instead of relating the past and blaming himself.

  With his right hand, he pulled her up to him and gently kissed her. He savored the plumpness of her lips and drank the sweetness of her nectar.

  “I love you, Zara. And it’s my only excuse for my behavior, honey.” He leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers.

  “I love you too, never doubt,” she responded passionately.

  She returned his kisses and deliberately swayed her hip against his. His cock hardened at an alarming rate and sandwiched between their warm bodies. By the time she lifted her head and let out a long groan, her pussy wept her sweet juice all over his cock and down to his balls.

  “I can’t stand this anymore, Zara. Open the drawer of my night table and grab a fistful of condoms, sweetheart,” he told her huskily.

  Still straddling him, she bent over to reach the condoms. “A handful, huh?” she whispered eagerly.

  “I have some catching up to do. Three days is a long time for a man like me.” He chortled.

  She sat down on his closed legs, and her hands trembled as she sheathed his cock with the condom.

  “Oh damn, love,” he hissed through his teeth.

  “Hush…” She stroked his cock one last time and came back up again.

  She licked her lips and smiled seductively at him. She squatted with her feet beside his hip. As she bent forward and leaned with one hand on his chest, she took hold of his cock with the other and aligned it with her hot and dripping pussy. She used her feet to go up and down slowly at first. Then she took hold of his hands to control her balance and with the strength of her legs, she accelerated, slamming herself down on his cock.

  “Sweetheart, you look so beautiful.” He complimented her breathlessly as she pulled out his cock, the tip barely inside.

  She smiled and slammed herself on his cock, then she swayed her hips to make sure that the veins rubbed coarsely along her pussy walls. He tried to caress her breasts, but she held tight on to his hand with a frown. Therefore, he just laid back and enjoyed the ride.

  Her head tossed back, which caused her breasts to sway. The view was the most erotic and mouthwatering thing he’d ever seen, as he wanted to suck on those big luscious tits of hers. But he couldn’t move, he just lay there. She was in total control as she fucked him senseless.

  Oh, damn, her pussy was so good, like a tight, scorching hot glove. Suddenly, the way she tightened her pussy even more around his cock and the slap of her ass against his balls made him lose it.

  “Oh damn, damn, sweetheart. Can’t hold it in anymore. Come for me please, please.” He ground his teeth hard and counted to ten.

  “Oh!”

  “Oh damn, don’t stop. Harder! Push down harder, faster!” he groaned.

  “Peter!” she yelled.

  Her climax took over her body and shook it as she was hit by wave after wave. Her legs gave away and she collapsed onto him with her sweet face nestled in the crook of his neck.

  He suddenly pushed her back, grabbed her by the waist, and changed position. She was under him now as he began to slam his cock into her. Her head rolled from side to side as he mercilessly fucked her. Her mouth stayed open and she moaned and panted, her eyes partially open and glazed over. She threw her head back and screamed as he pumped deep into her. She kept screaming as he emptied his cum deep into her. He grabbed her waist tightly as he pumped and pumped until he softened.

  “Damn, woman! How am I supposed to keep up with you for the next fifty or so years?” He chuckled breathlessly.

  He felt the rumble of a laugh against his chest. “You have fifty years to train,” she replied cheekily.

  “Oh, yeah!” He kissed her on the head and slowly glided his right hand over her back and ass. Her skin was so soft he couldn’t get enough.

  He rolled her over and pulled her over him. Zara was on top of him again as he pulled the covers up over their tangled bodies, her face lodged in the crook of his neck, her legs around his hip. They fell asleep just like that.

  Epilogue

  Several weeks later

  “Oh come on, love, please.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

  Peter followed her around the flat while she gave the last touch before his poker friends arrived. This week the game was planned at Peter’s but Zara offered to hold it at her flat. The reason was that she wanted to play as well.

  Last week had been the end of her ordeal. Several trips to court and after giving their testimony of what happen that day, Miss Claire Snowdy and her hired killer Blake were found guilty. They had been sentenced to life for the attempt murder.

  She stopped walking and faced him. His masculine beauty and that sexy, one-week-old beard hypnotized her. She just had to look at him to feel her pussy weep. She drooled over him. However, today wasn’t time to fool around. She wanted to impress his friends.

  Clearing her throat, she said, “Be reasonable, Peter! Your friends will be here within an hour. We don’t have time play.” Then she added quickly, “I promise to take care of you afterward.” She sent him a cheeky wink and resumed her chores.

  “You’re a cruel woman,” he grumbled, but he tried his best not to grin.

  She returned his grin and gave him an extra sway of her hips while she rearranged the cushions on the settee. She quickly glanced over her shoulder to see his reaction and he didn’t disappoint her. His eyes appeared to have darkened as he stared at her as a predator would prey. He turned his head and quickly glanced at the clock, then headed her way.

  Slowly he unbuttoned and slipped his shirt off and let it slide on the floor while he kept his eyes on her. They reflected such hunger. She couldn’t help but to look at him. Her eyes glided from his face to his bare chest to the tremendous bulge in his jeans. A shiver went up her spine. Her breasts began to feel warm and her big nipples became bigger and harder.

  She swallowed hard. “Please, Peter, don’t.”

  “I don’t understand, Zara, I’m only getting changed. You said we don’t have time to play, anyway,” he answered seriously.

  His fingers were down on his jean buttons now. She blew out a breath, strong enough to blow some of her hair on her forehead. Her heart pounded furiously. He played a dirty game now. How could she carry on now without jumping on him?

  “Oh the hell with your friends,” she savagely declared. She really felt like an Amazon about to get her man.

  “Now, Zara, be reasonable, we don’t have time to—” He couldn’t even finish his sentence.

  She grabbed him around the neck and hungrily slid her lips against his. She broke the kiss and yanked down his already unbuttoned jeans. Then her pants joined the jeans. He cried out as she pushed him down on the settee.

  “Damn, woman!” he exclaimed huskily.

  “You wanted to play, so let’s do it. I want you so bad now, I can’t wait.” Her voice sounded strangled. “I want you to tie me up, fuck me in different positions and situations. Every day and night.”

  “Zara. Your wishes are my command, love,”
he replied with the glitter of lust in his eyes. His breathing was heavy now. He swiftly got up from the settee and shook off his jeans and boxers.

  He ripped her knickers and lifted her up. “Put your legs around my hip, now,” he ordered.

  It happened so fast. His order made her blink in confusion, but suddenly he carried her and slammed her against the wall.

  “Trust me, love, you’re going to like this position.”

  She yelped as his hot hands glided around her ass and spread her cheeks. She cried out with need as her pussy ached to be filled the way she craved it. Deep and hard.

  “Soon I’m going to fuck that tight little puckered hole.” He rimmed her asshole with his finger. “But for now…I need to be in your sweet pussy, sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear.

  She closed her eyes with a moan. She loved it when he took complete control of her and didn’t give her any options. Her blood pounded as well as her pussy. He leaned against her and pushed her harder against the wall.

  With a growl, he said, “Mine!” And he thrust inside her.

  She gasped and cried out as he rammed into her. “Oh yes! Peter, fuck me, harder, love. You know how I like it.” She gasped, enticing him to lose his control.

  Suddenly his thick and long cock started to plunge roughly in and out of her pussy, making her bang against the wall and her breasts bounce. He fucked her wildly while her pussy dripped and throbbed.

  He leaned his head forward, grabbed one of her nipples and bit down. “Oh God!” She cried out and hung on tightly to him for his wild ride. She felt her pussy spasm continually and she exploded. The pleasure was so intense that she began to see stars.

  Then she heard Peter’s roar as he shot his load into her, filled her with his seed until it started to run out of her. Gradually their breathing slowed down. Peter lowered her on her feet, and she stood up shakily. Her legs didn’t cooperate with her so she had to hold on to Peter. His cock slid out of her tight channel. She couldn’t resist. She reached down between them, wrapped her hand around his wet cock, and stroked him. He closed his eyes and took a quick breath. She milked another few drops from him on her finger and licked it.