Waking up the next morning, I frown, not feeling the arms or the body of the person that had joined me last night. Sitting up, I look around, not even seeing a clue that he had came back to me during the night.
Begrudgingly, I get out of bed and head down the hall, still not seeing a clue that anyone had came to my house last night. Had I seriously imagined it? Imagined feeling his arms and smelling the scent that was him. A scent I knew well and had grown accustomed too.
Shaking my head, I find my cell phone on the table and decide to call him. Picking it up I dial the number that I by now know by heart.
Not getting an answer, I groan when it goes to his voicemail and I just hit hang up. It seems like it's no use. He may have come back to me last night but today is a different story. I was hoping last night had meant he had forgiven me.
Laying my cell phone down on the coffee table again, I lean back on the couch and run a hand through my greasy hair. I really should shower.
Standing from the couch, I head into the bathroom and turn the water on, soon stepping into the shower and sighing when the warm water hits me. If I wasn't awake before I am now.
I stay in the shower until the water gets cold then I get out and wrap a towel around my waist, heading to my room. When I get there, I stop in my tracks coming face to face with him. So he decided to come back after all.
"I thought you left," I say as I head to my dresser to get some clothes out. "I even tried calling you but got your voicemail."
"I thought about not coming back," Zac speaks up and I turn to face him. "But I couldn't stay away from you. That's why I came back last night. I refuse to let you get away again," he says shaking his head.
I just nod and shake my head, grabbing some clothes without even looking to see if they matched. Dropping the towel, I'm about to get dressed when I watch Zac stand from the bed and walk over to me.
"I really don't think you need those just yet," he smirks taking my clothes from my hand and throwing them to the floor. After he does that, he leans in and kisses me, sending an electrifying surge down my body. God how I have missed his kisses.
Kissing him back, I let both of my hands go to rest on his cheeks, savoring the moment while it lasts.
When Zac finally pulls away he looks into my eyes and smirks even more, "I need to be inside you," he mutters and I groan, feeling my cock instantly harden at those words.
Instead of answering him with words I just lean in and kiss him again, walking him over to my bed and pushing him back. Zac doesn't top often, he is the only one, besides Austin that I have ever let top me during sex.
Feeling him kiss me harder, his hand slowly going around my growing erection, I breathe into his mouth and close my eyes. His touch is like a fire on my body and it's a good kind of fire.
"Do you want me inside of you?" Zac asks his voice sounding almost demanding. I like it in an odd way. It's something I have never heard from him before and I wonder where he has learned to be so bold from. Where has he learned to be so demanding?
I nod into the kiss, my eyes closing tighter as he pumps me harder.
"Say it, say you want me inside of you," Zac groans out, again being demanding.
At his words, I moan into the kiss, "I want you inside of me," I mutter as I pull away and look down at him. "I want you inside of me so bad."
It's as if my words set off a spark in Zac and he flips us over, peeling off his clothes in a hurry and then leaning down and kissing me with a hunger I have never felt from him before. I like this new Zac a lot better I think. It's as if he has grown into his own person during sex.
Kissing him again, I reach my hands around and soon pull his hair out of the ponytail it was in. I like his hair down when we are fucking.
After I pull his hair down, I feel his lips trail down my neck and I shiver almost wanting to curse as they go past my neck and onto one of my nipples. When he bites down on it playfully I groan, "Fuck, Zac," I finally do curse.
"You like?" Zac asks as he takes his mouth off my nipple briefly and looks into my eyes.
I swallow hard and nod, feeling his mouth soon go to my other nipple and doing the same thing. If he keeps this up, I'm going to come before he is even inside of me.
Before long, I feel his lips began to trail down my stomach and when he reaches my hips, I inhale, taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, when he kisses my thighs and my mouth drops open when I feel him take me into his mouth.
I have always thought Zac has a mouth for blowing things and one of those things he should blow is dick. He is really good at it. If I thought he was going to do more than blow me I was wrong. I soon feel a finger inside me as he sucks up and down on my length.
Squirming at his actions, I open my eyes and look down at him, to see him looking up at him. The only thing I can read about his expression is lust. Pure and simple.
When he moves his finger out of me and his mouth off of my cock, I whimper and watch as he moves up to kiss me, positioning himself right at my entrance. Of course the tease would stop before I came. He wanted me to come another way.
Kissing him back, I feel him enter me and soon start moving. If I was expecting something slow and simple I was wrong. This is fast and rough and it seems each thrust just gets even more rough. Normally I would complain but right now it's just too fucking hot.
Pulling away from the kiss, I just look up at Zac and let my hand brush across his cheek, which causes him to close his eyes and I shiver as I feel his nails imbed themselves into my hips. "Fuck me harder Zac," I whisper feeling myself start to move with him.
Never in my life have I asked for anyone to fuck me harder but it seems this new Zac has brought out a new side to me. I want to be fucked. I want to be fucked like there is no tomorrow.
Feeling Zac obey my request, I let my head fall back on the bed, each of his thrusts bringing me closer to the edge. An edge that I so desperately want to fall off of. "I love you Zac," I breathe out as I feel myself come.
"I love you too Care," Zac moans out as he buries his head into my neck and his movements slow down until I feel him release inside me. Once he does, he just lays on top of me for the longest time, even after he slides out of me, he stays on top of me.
I hold him in my arms, realizing that he called me Care. He used Austin's nickname for me. At the thought of Austin, I frown. I know eventually I'm going to have to face him again and I know I'm going to have to chose between him and Zac. I can't keep them both even if a part of me wishes too. I can't be that selfish.
When Zac moves off of me, I watch him and reach out, brushing some hair out of his face. He has always looked the best to me when he is coming down from a sex high.
Zac offers me a smile and I lean over kissing him again. It's when we are mid kiss, I become aware of the ringing in the room and I pull away, looking for the source and soon realizing it's coming from the floor. Biting my lip, I offer Zac a sideways glance, "I think your pants are ringing," I laugh as I wink at him.
Zac groans and moves from the bed, walking to where he had discarded his pants. I lay on the bed and watch as he digs his cell phone out and makes a face, "It's Taylor," he whispers as he hits talk.
As I listen to him talk, I roll my eyes. Of course Taylor would ruin our afterglow with a phone call. When Zac hangs up, I raise my eyebrow as he climbs back into bed, "What did he want?"
"He wanted to inform me that Isaac was on his way out here. Apparently it seems all of us run out here when things go to hell with our wives."
"Isaac and Nikki are having problems?" I ask stunned.
Zac nods and moves in closer to me, "They've been having problems for awhile now," he says as he buries his head in my arms and closes his eyes. Before long he is snoring and I just laugh.
Watching him sleep, I soon feel myself getting sleepy and eventually I too give in to slumber.
Begrudgingly, I get out of bed and head down the hall, still not seeing a clue that anyone had came to my house last night. Had I seriously imagined it? Imagined feeling his arms and smelling the scent that was him. A scent I knew well and had grown accustomed too.
Shaking my head, I find my cell phone on the table and decide to call him. Picking it up I dial the number that I by now know by heart.
Not getting an answer, I groan when it goes to his voicemail and I just hit hang up. It seems like it's no use. He may have come back to me last night but today is a different story. I was hoping last night had meant he had forgiven me.
Laying my cell phone down on the coffee table again, I lean back on the couch and run a hand through my greasy hair. I really should shower.
Standing from the couch, I head into the bathroom and turn the water on, soon stepping into the shower and sighing when the warm water hits me. If I wasn't awake before I am now.
I stay in the shower until the water gets cold then I get out and wrap a towel around my waist, heading to my room. When I get there, I stop in my tracks coming face to face with him. So he decided to come back after all.
"I thought you left," I say as I head to my dresser to get some clothes out. "I even tried calling you but got your voicemail."
"I thought about not coming back," Zac speaks up and I turn to face him. "But I couldn't stay away from you. That's why I came back last night. I refuse to let you get away again," he says shaking his head.
I just nod and shake my head, grabbing some clothes without even looking to see if they matched. Dropping the towel, I'm about to get dressed when I watch Zac stand from the bed and walk over to me.
"I really don't think you need those just yet," he smirks taking my clothes from my hand and throwing them to the floor. After he does that, he leans in and kisses me, sending an electrifying surge down my body. God how I have missed his kisses.
Kissing him back, I let both of my hands go to rest on his cheeks, savoring the moment while it lasts.
When Zac finally pulls away he looks into my eyes and smirks even more, "I need to be inside you," he mutters and I groan, feeling my cock instantly harden at those words.
Instead of answering him with words I just lean in and kiss him again, walking him over to my bed and pushing him back. Zac doesn't top often, he is the only one, besides Austin that I have ever let top me during sex.
Feeling him kiss me harder, his hand slowly going around my growing erection, I breathe into his mouth and close my eyes. His touch is like a fire on my body and it's a good kind of fire.
"Do you want me inside of you?" Zac asks his voice sounding almost demanding. I like it in an odd way. It's something I have never heard from him before and I wonder where he has learned to be so bold from. Where has he learned to be so demanding?
I nod into the kiss, my eyes closing tighter as he pumps me harder.
"Say it, say you want me inside of you," Zac groans out, again being demanding.
At his words, I moan into the kiss, "I want you inside of me," I mutter as I pull away and look down at him. "I want you inside of me so bad."
It's as if my words set off a spark in Zac and he flips us over, peeling off his clothes in a hurry and then leaning down and kissing me with a hunger I have never felt from him before. I like this new Zac a lot better I think. It's as if he has grown into his own person during sex.
Kissing him again, I reach my hands around and soon pull his hair out of the ponytail it was in. I like his hair down when we are fucking.
After I pull his hair down, I feel his lips trail down my neck and I shiver almost wanting to curse as they go past my neck and onto one of my nipples. When he bites down on it playfully I groan, "Fuck, Zac," I finally do curse.
"You like?" Zac asks as he takes his mouth off my nipple briefly and looks into my eyes.
I swallow hard and nod, feeling his mouth soon go to my other nipple and doing the same thing. If he keeps this up, I'm going to come before he is even inside of me.
Before long, I feel his lips began to trail down my stomach and when he reaches my hips, I inhale, taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, when he kisses my thighs and my mouth drops open when I feel him take me into his mouth.
I have always thought Zac has a mouth for blowing things and one of those things he should blow is dick. He is really good at it. If I thought he was going to do more than blow me I was wrong. I soon feel a finger inside me as he sucks up and down on my length.
Squirming at his actions, I open my eyes and look down at him, to see him looking up at him. The only thing I can read about his expression is lust. Pure and simple.
When he moves his finger out of me and his mouth off of my cock, I whimper and watch as he moves up to kiss me, positioning himself right at my entrance. Of course the tease would stop before I came. He wanted me to come another way.
Kissing him back, I feel him enter me and soon start moving. If I was expecting something slow and simple I was wrong. This is fast and rough and it seems each thrust just gets even more rough. Normally I would complain but right now it's just too fucking hot.
Pulling away from the kiss, I just look up at Zac and let my hand brush across his cheek, which causes him to close his eyes and I shiver as I feel his nails imbed themselves into my hips. "Fuck me harder Zac," I whisper feeling myself start to move with him.
Never in my life have I asked for anyone to fuck me harder but it seems this new Zac has brought out a new side to me. I want to be fucked. I want to be fucked like there is no tomorrow.
Feeling Zac obey my request, I let my head fall back on the bed, each of his thrusts bringing me closer to the edge. An edge that I so desperately want to fall off of. "I love you Zac," I breathe out as I feel myself come.
"I love you too Care," Zac moans out as he buries his head into my neck and his movements slow down until I feel him release inside me. Once he does, he just lays on top of me for the longest time, even after he slides out of me, he stays on top of me.
I hold him in my arms, realizing that he called me Care. He used Austin's nickname for me. At the thought of Austin, I frown. I know eventually I'm going to have to face him again and I know I'm going to have to chose between him and Zac. I can't keep them both even if a part of me wishes too. I can't be that selfish.
When Zac moves off of me, I watch him and reach out, brushing some hair out of his face. He has always looked the best to me when he is coming down from a sex high.
Zac offers me a smile and I lean over kissing him again. It's when we are mid kiss, I become aware of the ringing in the room and I pull away, looking for the source and soon realizing it's coming from the floor. Biting my lip, I offer Zac a sideways glance, "I think your pants are ringing," I laugh as I wink at him.
Zac groans and moves from the bed, walking to where he had discarded his pants. I lay on the bed and watch as he digs his cell phone out and makes a face, "It's Taylor," he whispers as he hits talk.
As I listen to him talk, I roll my eyes. Of course Taylor would ruin our afterglow with a phone call. When Zac hangs up, I raise my eyebrow as he climbs back into bed, "What did he want?"
"He wanted to inform me that Isaac was on his way out here. Apparently it seems all of us run out here when things go to hell with our wives."
"Isaac and Nikki are having problems?" I ask stunned.
Zac nods and moves in closer to me, "They've been having problems for awhile now," he says as he buries his head in my arms and closes his eyes. Before long he is snoring and I just laugh.
Watching him sleep, I soon feel myself getting sleepy and eventually I too give in to slumber.