The Nerd Who Stole The Quarterback (Astra and Zayne) novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143

racing for me right now?”

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He shifted his hips deliberately, letting me feel exactly how hard he was against my thigh.

I bit my lip hard to stop the whimper that wanted to escape.

“You’re such a psycho,” I whispered, voice shaky.

Zane smiled, like I’d just paid him the highest compliment.

“Yeah,” he admitted, brushing his nose against mine. “But I’m your psycho.”

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His eyes flickered downward, locking on my chest. My thin nightgown had shifted during the struggle, the fabric stretched tight over my breasts, nipples visibly hard and pressing against the material from the cold and the overwhelming heat of him.

A groan rumbled in his throat.

“Fuck, look at you…”

Before I could react, he leaned down and dragged his tongue slowly along my collarbone, hot and wet, tasting my skin like he was starving. I gasped sharply, a shiver ripping through me.

“Z-Zane… stop…”

He ignored me completely. His mouth moved lower, lips closing over one nipple through the thin fabric. The sudden wet heat made me jolt, a choked moan slipping out before I could stop it. He sucked hard, tongue flicking over the sensitive peak, while his hand grabbed my other breast, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh possessively.

“Fuck, Trouble…” he cursed against my skin, voice hoarse. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

Another moan escaped me, traitorous and needy. My back arched off the floor despite myself, pushing my chest deeper into his mouth.

He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes dark and wild.

“That’s my girl,” he growled. “Moan for me.”

I shook my head frantically, cheeks burning with shame and heat. “No… we should…”

He didn’t let me finish. He slammed his mouth over mine, shoving his tongue deep inside, then rubbed it against my own tongue, over the roof of my mouth, along my teeth.

All I could do was gasp and whimper into the kiss, my body trembling beneath him.

His hand never stopped squeezing my breast, thumb brushing over the stiff nipple, sending sparks straight between my legs.

When he finally pulled back, a thin string of spit connected our lips. He pressed our foreheads together, breathing hard, eyes burning into mine.

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Chapter 143

“You’re so fucking sexy, my star.”

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I lay there on the cold kitchen floor, shaking, lips swollen and tingling, my entire body on fire. My mind was screaming at me to push him away, to run, to remember that this was wrong but my body… my stupid, disloyal body was melting under him.

Zane’s eyes were almost feral as he stared down at me. His breathing was ragged, chest rising and falling fast against mine.

“I can still remember it, you know.” His lips brushed my ear. “The way you squirted all over my hand that night. How wet you got for me. How you shook and moaned like you couldn’t get enough.”

My eyes widened like saucers and heat flooded my face so fast I felt dizzy.

“No,” I whispered. “I don’t… I don’t remember that.”

He laughed softly. “Cute. Lying to me again.”

He leaned down and nipped at my cheek, teeth grazing my skin.

“I’ll never forget it, Trouble. It was my right hand that got to be inside you. I didn’t wash it the whole day. I could still smell you on me.”

“Stop,” I choked out, face burning with humiliation. “Zane, stop…”

He ignored me, biting my cheek again, harder this time. I gasped, a mix of pain and something shamefully warm shooting through me.

“I want to eat you, my star,” he growled against my skin. “Eat you until there’s nothing left for any of those dogs sniffing around you.”

Before I could respond, he flipped me over so fast the world spun. Suddenly I was on my knees, back pressed to his chest. His right arm wrapped around my throat, holding me upright, while his other hand yanked the front of my nightgown down, exposing one breast completely.

I whimpered, trembling as his palm covered it, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh. His fingers rolled my nipple, sending sharp tingles straight between my legs. My pussy pulsed shamefully, heat soaking my panties.

“Damn, you smell so good,” he groaned, pressing his nose into the side of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Like strawberries and sex.”

I was shaking all over, knees weak, breath coming in short gasps. Every squeeze of his hand, every brush of his fingers made my body react in ways I didn’t want to admit. I felt so exposed, so overwhelmed, and yet…

I couldn’t make myself push him away.

“Zane…” I whispered, voice breaking.

He bit down on my neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark, while his hand kept palming and squeezing my breast like he couldn’t get enough.

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