The Crystal 3 by Jones M (uplifting books for women .txt) 📕

Zane, moaning and making undecipherable sounds on his neck as he kept banging me with his fingers.

Something was building up inside me again. I was getting close to it, but then, Zane retracted his fingers. 

I mewled in protest, wanting him to continue. It was then that I noticed he was shifting. The water splashed around us as he moved me towards him, his fingers opening the lips of my pussy.

It was then that I felt something that was hot; it was hard and hot while it pressed against my opening.

I moaned out loud, realizing it was his penis.

Somehow, Zane had shifted the angle, and he started thrusting his cock against my pussy. I mewled and moaned at the contact. 

Zane's hips pistoned against mine, sending water splashing around us. Each thrust kept hitting the nub that made me shudder in pleasure. My walls contracted in pleasure.

"Zane!" I grasped his shoulders as he took the nearest nipple in his mouth. At the same time, he continued rubbing his cock against my pussy. It left my form shaking, and I felt my release closing up.

"Zane... I'm, I'm..." I couldn't finish the thought. Zane shifted again, and I started feeling his cock harshly press against my pussy lips while the head kept hitting the nub. My eyes closed on their own accord when I felt another orgasm begin.

"ZANE!" I yelled out as I felt my walls clench around nothing. Zane groaned my name, still moving his hips against mine as he shuddered. His cock kept pressing against my crotch as white light danced across my vision again. Just then, I felt something hot and wet gush out of my pussy.

Zane's cock slowly rubbed against my pussy lips until he stopped. 

The pleasure soon reached its end, and our forms had stopped shaking. Zane and I were breathing heavily as we tried to bring our focus back to our surroundings. My head was on his bare chest as his arms tightened around my form.

We stayed in silence, enjoying the sounds of the river and of the birds in the air. It was then that everything we had done came crashing into me.

I quickly got off Zane's embrace, and he looked like someone had kicked him. 

"Oh my--" I couldn't finish the sentence as I made my way towards the grass.

"Emery, it's okay," Zane said. I didn't look at him as I quickly looked around for my shirt. I spotted it along with my jeans. With a quickness I never knew I had, I wore my clothes.

"Emery--" Zane went to speak, but I had to cut him off. I had no idea of what to tell him, and I needed space away from him to figure out what to do after what we had just done.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go. There are some things I have with Selena and Ashley."

It was a lie, and I guessed that Zane also knew that.

"Emery--"

"Maybe we can talk later?" I said just as I turned to face Zane, only coming to regret that decision. Zane was standing on the river, naked. His hair was disheveled and plastered against his forehead with water droplets flowing across his form. They were moving down his pecs and his abs. They even trailed downwards, and that was when I saw his cock. It had been erect, and it was in the process of going down.

I felt a sudden bout of arousal take over my form.

I felt my cheeks turn red, and I quickly turned to run. Once I was at a distance where Zane couldn't see me, I teleported to my house.

 

Chapter 18

 

Emery's P.O.V

A day had passed after I had awkwardly left Zane in the river. Ashley, my cousin and I were in the castle, having been invited for dinner by Elizabeth. The three of us were in the main study room while we waited for the others to arrive. 

 "No. Way," Selena commented after I had told Ashley and her about the afternoon I had spent with Zane.

A pleasant shudder went through me as I remembered what had happened once again. Zane had shown me things I never expected to have felt in my body. Even though we didn't have sex, what we had done was close to it.

His hands, his lips... I had experienced my first two orgasms with Zane. What frightened me was that I wanted more.

"So, did you feel his cock pressing against you?" Ashley asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

"Ashley!" I chastised the blonde who just replied with a shrugging wave of her hand.

"You already told us how you felt. What about him? How did he react? Did he say something dirty to you?"

I contemplated before saying, "Yes."

Ashley and Selena shrieked as if I had told them something exciting.

Actually, it kind of was. My first true sexual experience.

"Emery, Zane has the hots for you," Selena said.

"No, he doesn't," I denied. "He's a guy. He's just like all the other guys. Once a woman presses herself against them, they get horny."

That thought had me frowning. Was Zane sleeping with other girls? If so, was I one of those girls? Was I only something for him to use and dispose of?

"He doesn't act like that around all girls. Trust me," Selena corrected with raised eyebrows. "When I had visited him on tour after Simone broke up with him, it was like he lost all interest in girls. Even the freaking models!"

"You're lying," I said, not wanting to believe her. Her words had me hopeful, and I didn't want to be disappointed.

"Of course I'm lying!" Selena stated, much to my disappointment.

What?

"Sure, he has his needs. But with you, it's like he wants you to know him as the two of you... you know..."

"I know."

"You can date, get married and live happily ever after and then--"

"Selena, I don't think that is going to happen."

Ashley sighed before saying, "Emery, Selena is right. That guy looks at no other girl but you. He has a crush on you, and he might as well fucking love you so much. Why not ask him directly?"

"I'm scared, okay?" I roared, making her flinch. I sighed.

"I'm sorry, Ashley. I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just... I kissed Zane on a dare years ago and started developing a crush on him. Later, he confronted me and told me about it. He was dating Bianca at the time, and he told me not to tell her about it. He obviously had no feelings for me."

"Emery..." Selena trailed off with a sad tone.

"I was crushed, but I got over it. I just don't want to raise my hopes up over something that may not actually happen. I could even bet Zane wants to forget about yesterday. I mean, come on. It's me."

"Emery--" Ashley went to speak, but I cut her off.

"Let's just drop the subject, okay?"

Ashley and Selena quickly looked at each other before turning to face me. They nodded their heads.

"So, what series have you been watching?" Selena asked, and it was as if we didn't have the conversation about Zane.

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Zane's P.O.V

"This 'A' character is an asshole. Doesn't he/she/it/bitch have anything better to do than to terrorize these girls?" Ethan commented as "Previously on Pretty Little Liars..." sounded through TV speakers. We were in my home, preparing to attend the dinner we were supposed to have with the Queen.

"Ethan, you could watch that later," I told him, buttoning up the red shirt I had chosen to wear.

"I seriously think that A is that Andrew guy. He looked suspicious on the last episodes of season 5."

Ethan had started watching PLL, and he had immediately gotten addicted to it. He basically spent most of the previous week watching the series. I had seen the series, and I could agree that it was pretty addictive. Don't even get me started with Uber A, but I was sure Ethan would be shocked to find out who it was. 

"Ethan!"

"Fine," he grumbled, switching off the TV and practically marching towards me with a frown. "What's with you?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Ever since yesterday, you seem to have been in a bit of a mood. What happened?"

"Nothing."

"Zane..." Ethan trailed off as we walked out of my house. I sighed as I proceeded to lock the door. Might as well tell Ethan about everything that happened.

As we walked, I told Ethan of what happened with Emery in the river.

"Damn!" he said, and I nodded in agreement. I was sure that Emery had planned to avoid me. I could understand, but she had nothing to be ashamed of. She had the same effect on me as I had on her. 

My mind couldn't help but think back on the previous day. I recalled Emery's almost-naked form pressing against mine. She was soft and sexy as hell. Her breasts... I had felt many boobs, but honestly, hers were different, especially pressed up against me. I had never met someone who could come just from having their nipples sucked. I wanted to do it again, and I wanted to see Emery explode on my dick like she had done on my fingers.

"Zane," Ethan spoke, snapping me out of my trance.  It was a good thing the path was barely lit. I didn't want him to see the raging erection I had just from thinking about Emery.

"Hmm?" 

"What are you going to do about this?" he questioned.

"I don't know."

"Well, here's an idea. Go to Emery. Confess the feelings you have for her, and then practically stay out of communication for a whole week as you have romantic and hot, dirty sex with her."

"Ethan!"

"What? I'm just trying to help you."

My blood had been pumping ever since the river incident. I was still aroused by the river incident, even though I had come alongside Emery. 

That showed there was no doubt about my intense feelings for Emery. What I had felt, touched and tasted was not enough. I wanted Emery. I wanted her naked and under me, screaming out her pleasure as I forced orgasm after orgasm from her body.

The way her mouth had opened when I teased her tits, the way her cunt clenched around my fingers...

Fuck!

I wanted to feel Emery, and I wanted to mark her as mine forever. 

I thought of ways of approaching her when I would see her. Hopefully, she wouldn't reject me when I would confess my feelings for her. 

"We're here," Ethan said. I looked at the front, noticing that we had indeed arrived at the entrance of the castle. 

"I advise that you should just go and fix this mess. You wouldn't want to spend more time away from her. More than a decade was enough," Ethan had said before he proceeded to enter the castle hallways, leaving me at the entrance as I thought over his words. 

The blonde was right. I needed to fix the mess or else I would stay longer without talking to Emery.

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Emery's P.O.V

Dinner with Elizabeth and her sons had gone great. There was the awkward silence between Zane and me, but it wasn't noticeable to the others. I made sure to avoid any conversations that would involve me speaking to Zane. I had barely even looked at him throughout the night. Everyone did not seem to notice, and I was glad. About three hours later, we were all going to our homes.

After bidding