by Alexa Davis
Zack’s strong arms worked their way around my waist, and as he gripped onto me, his touch created butterflies all over. I knotted my fingers into his hair, tugging lightly as the passion got far too much for me.
I was so mixed up, I didn’t want to think anymore. I just wanted to feel.
As Zack’s fingers slid under the hemline of my tee shirt, my head lolled to one side and my eyes fell closed.
His hand tantalizingly crept up my skin, edging further and further to my nipples that were already standing to attention for him. I wasn’t wearing a bra because I was only sorting things out in the house, which meant his flat palm soon made its way to my breast. As he kneaded me, while his thumb flicked my overly sensitive nipple, I found myself flying and gasping breathlessly. It was almost all too much for me.
I arched my back, molding my body into Zack’s, and I was filled with the sensation that this was right, this was where I was supposed to be. He knew it, and I did, too… I was just too scared to accept it.
Ever since having Meghan, I’d spent far too long being scared of everything.
I drift my fingers down Zack’s body, tracing all the gorgeous muscles on the way down, and it wasn’t long before I found what I was looking for: that rock hard erection that was all for me.
Despite the fact that there was something different about this time, that it seemed to be more than just a random hook up, I was filled with the same level of intense excitement by the idea that it was me who turned him on so much, and that any minute now I would get the full feel of him inside me.
I twitched excitedly at that thought. I knew how incredible he felt, and I ached to have that once more. I needed him inside of me, fucking me, making me feel phenomenal. I wanted that hard, intense orgasm that only he could give me.
But first, there was something that I wanted to do for him.
I pushed Zack backwards until his back hit the table behind him. His hands automatically flew off of me as he steadied himself to keep himself upright, so while I was free of his grip, I grabbed onto his thick thighs and slid downwards until my knees hit the floor with a light thump.
“Oh God, you’re going to be the death of me, volleyball queen.”
I smiled to myself at his little joke, but I didn’t allow myself to get distracted. My mouth watered. I’d wanted a taste of Zack for a very long time now and I couldn’t wait to finally get it. This unexpected moment in the middle of the day where Zack could see me fully, where there was no darkness to hide behind, felt like the perfect one.
My fingers went to the waistband of his shorts, and I traced my nail along the top of them for just a moment. He shuddered violently, and his knuckles turned a funny shade of white as he gripped onto the table behind him.
I yanked them down, bringing his underwear with it, and I found myself staring at a throbbing cock that was so huge, it made my eyes water. I knew he was huge, but somehow seeing that rod of steel so close to me made it that much more intimidating. But thrilling, too.
I took his length between my fingers and moved my hand up and down his shaft. As Zack’s eyes shut, I brushed his tip, making him snap them wide open again. I wanted him to look at me, I wanted him to see me as I took him in my mouth, and I needed to see his reaction. Deep in my core, I yearned for that.
I pressed my lip against him, inhaling his thick, masculine scent as I did. His smell made my lips desperate to part, and my legs, too. I could feel my underwear growing wetter by the moment at the thought of what was to come. I almost reached down one of my hands to touch myself as I tasted Zack, but I knew from last time that it felt much better when it was him.
Even if it killed me, I was going to wait.
Eventually, my mouth could take it no more and my lips fell open for him. I placed Zack’s cock on my tongue and moved all over him, tasting his sweet, saltiness as if it was the sexiest damn thing on the whole planet.
“This isn’t right,” he growled at me, halting me in my tracks. Was I really doing it wrong? Was my sexuality about to be stripped from me in one idle comment? But no, what Zack had in mind was something else entirely. “I need you to be naked while you’re doing this, and I need your eyes on me the whole time.”
With a smirk, I pushed myself into a standing position, and I shimmied my sweatpants down over my hips. Zack groaned as if it was agony for him to look at me like that, which only increased as I kicked my panties off, too. As I yanked my tee shirt off, he shed his clothes, and for a moment we stood across from one another, completely naked, completely vulnerable and exposed, devouring one another’s bodies as if we were both completely starving.
Then I leapt on Zack and I kissed him with that deep desire all over again.
“I’m not done with your mouth yet,” he moaned. “I still need to feel your lips wrapped around me. That was so fucking incredible, you have no idea.”
As he grabbed my hair and guided me downwards, I went willingly. I wasn’t done with taking him that way, either. This time, I wrapped my hands around his butt cheeks and he continued to grip my hair, so when he rode my face we could both control the pace. It was sexy as hell, leaving me dominant and submissive all at once. I fucking loved it, more than I thought I would. So much so that when Zack pulled me back into a standing position, I actually felt a little disappointed.
That was until he spun me around and he placed my hands flat on my dining room table. All my medals surrounded me, still reminding me of the person I once was before Ben walked into my life, and I felt powerful and sexy.
“Part your legs for me,” Zack begged. “I need you, I need you so badly.” I did as commanded, giving him a perfect view of how turned on I was for him. “So wet for me,” he moaned. “Always so wet.”
His hand reached around my thigh, and he slowly moved it down to my clit. With the other hand he angled himself into me so not only was he inside of me, he was brushing the most sensitive area of my body at the same damn time. I had nothing to grip onto me as he screwed me hard and fast, just as I needed it, I could only slam my hand down on the table as the pleasure building up inside of me became too much.
It was hot, burning, and buzzing. It stripped all the air from my lungs leaving me breathless and completely dizzy. I vibrated, I buzzed, I tensed. Everything snuck through my veins and stiffened as my hips bumped into the table over and over again. Zack’s cock, his fingers…they were magical. I never wanted them to be away from me, I wanted him touching my body all over forever more...
And then the storm washed over me in waves, the pleasure rocked through my body, causing me to buckle and spasm hard. I screamed like no one was listening, I felt everything like there was no tomorrow, and a little bit of my heart opened to Zack without me even realizing it.
I was falling for him, even if I didn’t want to admit it to myself.
“Shit,” I panted once sensibility began to flood me once more. “Oh my God, that was insane.”
I grabbed at my clothes like a crazy person and pulled them onto my body in a rush. I wasn’t a single woman with no responsibilities that could just have carefree sex in the middle of the day like there wasn’t anything to worry about.
“What are you so panicked about?” Zack laughed as he causally stretched upwards, seemingly completely comfortable with being nude. “That was amazing.”
“Meghan,” I managed to blurt out. “And Drea, they’ll be back soon.” I picked up his shorts and tossed them at him. “Get dressed, quick.”
Seeing the true terror in my eyes must have made Zack realize that I was serious because he got himself dressed in a hurry. I grabbed the medals off the floor, they must’ve fallen at some point, and I shoved them back on the table, then I checked the whole apartment as if I was looking for something that was out of place, giving me away.
Really, I was simply trying to avoid eye contact with Zack. Now that was over, I felt a little embarrassed and off kilter. He basically told me that he wanted to be with me, and I didn’t really answer him. While it wa
s for very valid reasons, neither of us now knew where we stood. If he brought it up again, I wasn’t sure what I’d say...
But that didn’t matter, it wasn’t going to happen. The lock made a noise in the door, which meant my daughter was home. If she’d been only moments before, it would’ve been a terrible story. I needed to be much more careful if I wanted to keep this thing a secret.
“Hi, Drea; hi, Meg,” I said brightly.
“Hi, Zack!” Meghan totally ignored me. “Where’s Lark? Can I play games with him again?”
I couldn’t look at Drea, I didn’t want to know what questions she had for me, so I busied myself in the kitchen. I flicked the kettle on and washed a clean dish, anything to make me look innocent...which probably left me looking much guiltier.
“Oh, Lark’s out of town at the moment, but as soon as he’s back, I’ll let you know.”
I couldn’t stand it anymore, the tension was boiling inside of me, getting dangerously close to exploding point. “Zack has to go now,” I said rapidly. “Don’t you, Zack?”
“Erm, yes.”
I pushed him unwillingly out of the door and gave him a warning look, but undeterred, he smirked and blew me a cheeky kiss. The action should have infuriated me when it was so obvious that I wanted to cover things up, but since no one saw, it didn’t. Instead, it filled my chest with some very unexpected emotions.
No, Zack, I thought to myself. I think you’re going to be the death of me.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Zack
Thursday
I smirked at my reflection in the mirror as I pumped myself up for what was about to come. I hadn’t seen Olivia since our spontaneous hook up yesterday – instigated by me for a change – and I couldn’t wait to lay eyes on her again. She still didn’t manage to give me an answer, that hadn’t slipped my mind. Maybe at a physical therapy appointment wasn’t the best way to do it, but damn it, I wasn’t leaving today without getting my answer.
Olivia would say yes, I knew that she would. I just had to persuade her to do so.
Okay, I nodded determinedly at myself. You look fine, this will be good. Today is the day you finally get a girlfriend.
I couldn’t wait. No one had made me want them quite like Olivia, and I was excited to finally call her mine.
I stared at the door when someone knocked on the other side, confused. I wasn’t expecting any visitors, which could only mean it was Dolly. She loved to turn up by surprise to rant at me, but I didn’t have time today. I needed to get away quickly. I really couldn’t be late. I didn’t want to start things with Olivia on the wrong foot.
I grabbed my coat, making it obvious that I wanted to leave, and I swung open the door.
“Oh, hi Lark. I didn’t know you were back already?” I usually kept pretty good track of his schedule, but I guess I’d been distracted recently. It was shocking to see him instead of Dolly, the sight stopped me in my tracks for a few moments. “How’s it going?”
“I just knocked on Olivia’s door to see if Meghan wanted to play games for a bit, you know take her off Olivia’s hands for a while, but I guess no one’s in.”
Huh, he really was taken with Meghan. I could understand that since I was smitten with her as well. If only Olivia could see inside of me, she’d know that I only had good intentions and that I’d never want to hurt her daughter. Still, she couldn’t see inside of me, so I was going to have to make her see.
“Well, Olivia’s at work. I’m just going to my physical therapy session with her myself.” Lark looked a little lost as he nodded. I wondered if he’d suffered a bad loss at his last competition. If so, he desperately craved company afterwards which I would have to be for him. “Did you want to come along with me?”
“Yeah, alright then.” He shrugged in a blasé manner, but I could tell that he was pleased. “Sounds good. See you in action.”
In the beginning, Lark came with me to my appointments a lot because I couldn’t move well without him. But now things were different. I didn’t mind him coming, though. I wouldn’t let it throw me off my game.
“Just to warn you,” I added as I clicked the lock shut on the door behind me. “Today’s the day I’m going to make Olivia agree to a date with me.”
“You are?” His eyes widened in shock. “Wow, that’s...something. You’re going to have to fill me in on everything I’ve clearly missed out on!”
“We have the train ride over. I’ll tell you everything then.”
I wouldn’t tell him everything, of course. I wasn’t about to go into gory detail about how amazing I felt buried in Olivia, how wonderful her tongue was as it trailed up and down my cock, how we were so sexually compatible I felt turned on by here mere touch...they were all details just for me. But everything else I wanted to share with my friend. Things were finally looking up, and since he’d been with me all the time, he deserved to know.
“The elevator’s working!” I declared happily. “That’s usually a good sign that it’ll be an awesome day.”
“Honestly, dude,” Lark shook his head at me. “You need to move.”
***
“That’s it, now stretch it a bit further.” Olivia tugged my leg a little hard, it shot pain right up to my hip, but I didn’t react to it. I was too busy staring at her beautiful face. Damn, she was stunning.
“Come on, Zack, I know you can do better than that.” She glanced across to where Lark was sitting on the bench staring at his phone. At first he was interested, but that seemed to have dwindled over time. “Do you need me to get rid of Lark? Is he distracting you?”
“The only person distracting me is you,” I teased. “I’m still waiting for my answer. I can’t believe you’re giving me such a run around, it’s as if you want to torture me.”
“Is this really the time or place?” She rolled her eyes at me. “Come on, we’re supposed to be working here.”
“How can I focus on anything else with your hands all over me?”
“Trying to stretch you out!” She became indignant, as if the idea that she might touch me inappropriately at work offended her. It was hilarious.
“Yeah, but I can’t focus on getting better when I’m so confused.” I sighed dramatically. “If only I knew one way or the other, I’d be able to concentrate so much better.”
“Are you serious? Bribery?”
“If it comes to that.... By this point, I’m willing to use any dirty tricks.”
“Fine.” She tugged my leg hard. “If you focus, then I’ll agree.”
I pumped my fist excitedly in the air. “Yes!” Lark glanced over and give me a grin at my obvious display of happiness. He knew what it meant. Then he indicated that he needed to go outside to take a phone call. “Yes, Olivia, I’m so excited.”
“You have to focus first...”
Before she managed to finish her sentence, an older lady appeared behind her. She had a kind, happy face and was obviously a very sweet person. “Hello there…Zack Taylor, is it?”
“Ah, I recognize that voice from the phone! Ms. Simms.” I reached out and awkwardly shook her hand, which was hard to do since Olivia still had my leg. “It’s good to finally put a face to the voice.”
“Likewise, and it’s good to thank you for the massive donation you gave our company, and for funding the annual party, too. That was really good of you.”
My ears heated up; that was supposed to be a secret. I didn’t want Olivia to find out about my money that way, but her intense stare burning into my cheek suggested that she’d heard. My brain raced, trying to find a way to play it off while Ms. Simms continued to talk.
“I trust you’ll be at the party tomorrow? There are many people who wish to meet you.”
“Oh yes, of course.” I hadn’t really thought about it, to be honest, but if Olivia would be there, then why the hell not? I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible, and it sounded pretty fun.
“And who’s your friend out there on the phone?” As Ms. Simms turned and
she gave a longing look towards the door, I recognized something there. She wanted Lark, she was interested in him. I didn’t know if she would be his type or not, but he’d gone for older women before, so it was possible.
“That’s my friend, Lark. He came a lot with me in the beginning, so he’s come to see how much I’ve improved... That is, until his phone started ringing.”
“Well, you should definitely bring him to the party, he looks like a lot of fun.”
With that, Ms. Simms shot me a very inappropriate wink and walked from the room, leaving me alone with Olivia and that burning stare. Any minute now, the questions would start, and I hated the idea of having to lie to her. If only I hadn’t spent so long closing myself off from everyone, then maybe it wouldn’t be so difficult to tell her the truth now.
I just didn’t want her to look at me differently. That was all. I didn’t want her to think worse of me.
“Okay, so what the hell was that about?” Her tone was cold and angry. “The donation? The party?”
“Oh right, erm...” Think, think, think! “Well, there was a time when I first started coming here that the office needed money to hire more people. I knew that it was a good place, and they’d already done awesome work with me, so I offered the money. Now I give an annual donation for stuff like the party.” So far all the truth, that was a win as far as I was concerned.
Her mouth formed an “o” shape as she tried her best to process this. “What the hell ae you talking about?”
“I just told you. There’s nothing more to it.” I shrugged and glanced downwards, wishing this conversation could be done with already. “So what else do you need me to do?”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” She dropped my leg and looked at me like I was a stranger. It was already happening. I couldn’t tell her everything – it would destroy us. “I mean, I work here; why didn’t you tell me?”