Beautifully Irresistible

by M. L. Smith

  “What are you thinking about, Jennifer?” he asked me, rolling onto his side.

  “I’m not thinking about anything.”

  I smiled at him.

  “You fibber, I know you too well. Your whole body was tense and you were fidgeting around. You woke me up!”

  He stretched and yawned. God, he looked so perfect even when he had just woken up.

  “I just felt a bit horny, that’s all!” I smirked at him.

  He touched me as I moaned into his shoulder. His thumb massaged my clit as his finger gently pushed into me.

  Zack grinned knowingly at me.

  “You are very wet, Miss Black. We will have to do something about that,” he said before he disappeared under the covers.

  I stifled a giggle. His expert award-winning tongue slid into my soaking horny wetness as I gripped his thick hair. He spread my legs wide, pulling me right up into his face by my bottom. Zack licked every fold of me expertly. He took his time with gentle then firmer pressure. He dipped deeper in to me, thrusting his tongue in and out at a frantic pace. I raced towards my wonderful climax. His tongue sucked and nibbled me to orgasm heaven once more.

  “Zack, Jesus, that was awesome as usual!” I whispered as I came.

  “I love how you taste, baby. It’s so sweet, like sugar. I want you, now!”

  Suddenly he pulled me underneath his rock hard beautiful body and pushed quickly into me. I gasped as the force took me by surprise as he vigorously thrust up into me. He continued his enthusiastic lovemaking whilst I panted and writhed about beneath him.

  Zack looked down as he pulled nearly out of me then plunged back in. It was so tantalisingly delicious. He watched himself pushing deeply in and out of me.

  Every time with him was so perfect and I loved it.

  I was suddenly wide awake.

  “Oh Zack, do it harder!” I whispered, nibbling his ear.

  He loved his ear nibbled. Zack pushed even further into me, pummelling me really hard. How was he so amazing at everything? My body tightened uncontrollably around his as we got closer to our orgasms. His thumb again touched my clit and I knew I was just about to explode into a thousand pieces.

  “Fuck yes, Jennifer!” he exclaimed as he came.

  His hips pumped once more then he was still.

  “Yes, Zack!” I screamed far too loud for 7am in the morning as I climaxed long and hard.

  I dug my long nails into his back and kissed his lovely mouth, forgetting that neither one of us had brushed our teeth!

  Also I suddenly realised how loud the headboard had been banging whilst we were at it!

  Shit! Jack was next door!

  “How was that for morning delight, my brown-eyed girl?” Zack laughed, rolling off me panting.

  “Not bad, okay totally awesome as usual, blue eyes!” I grinned at him.

  We both had a quick shower and put some casual clothes on to see if we were needed in the marquee.

  “Busy morning, guys?” Jack asked, winking.

  He looked at me and blushed. Jack must have heard me getting a good seeing to. It wasn’t the first time either.

  “Quite busy, Jack.” Zack grinned widely at him, knowing full well what he was on about.

  He couldn’t have cared less, the git.

  “Well, do you need help with anything, Jack?” I asked, quickly changing the subject.

  My face must have been a lovely shade of red.

  “You are a noisy fuck, you know, Jennifer!” Zack whispered to me, sticking his tongue into my ear.

  “Shut up, you are embarrassing me!” I laughed, playfully swatting him.

  We helped all morning in the marquee setting up the flowers and doing the finishing touches. The wedding was at 2pm so we all headed back inside to get another quick shower and dress for the big event.

  Zack looked absolutely gorgeous in his grey suit.

  My eyes greedily took in his perfect appearance.

  “Why did you never go into modelling, Zack?”

  “Oh I did, for the art department at Cambridge. It was a bit of extra money. I was a nude model!” he told me, grinning shyly.

  “I bet the class was full of horny students, girls and boys!” I giggled as I licked my lips.

  “Yes, it did used to get over-subscribed!” he told me, putting his head down and blushing.

  He never bragged about how gorgeous he was. It was so endearing how he didn’t think he was. My mind pictured a younger version of him and my mouth started to water.

  “I am getting wet at the thought of you spread out all naked and gorgeous like that!”

  “I love to be spread out all naked for you, baby!”

  “Likewise, anyway, we best go as I am getting the horn again, Mr Cole!”

  The theme colour for the wedding was a deep crimson pink and it coordinated perfectly with his grey suit. Jack had sweetly asked him to be an usher and Zack had been really surprised and touched by the gesture.

  “Zack, you will look great on the photographs,” Jack had told him, laughing.

  My delicate flowered dress was perfect for the gorgeous weather.

  Everything was going according to plan.

  As the church was only a ten minute walk away, Zack and I walked hand in hand down the road like a pair of teenagers.

  “I'm glad things worked out with, John,” he said, smiling at me.

  “Me too, I just can’t believe that he knew all along. I still feel a bit shit about it but we have made our peace. He looks really happy and I am so pleased for him.”

  “He loved you, Jennifer, so he set you free.”

  “You have a wonderful way with words, Mr Cole. You always say the right things to make me feel better. Thank you.”

  “I actually really like him. He would have made a great husband for you, Jennifer. John worships the ground that you walk on, just like I do, baby,” he said quietly as he looked at me.

  I didn't know how to respond to that so I said nothing.

  “We better make tracks or we will be late, Miss Black!” Zack laughed as we picked up the pace towards the village.

  The church was literally bursting at the seams as the entire village seemed to be in attendance.

  I looked around the church waving at people I knew. A few heads turned when I walked in with Zack. Some girls from school were nudging each other and blushing.

  I found this really amusing.

  Well, he was mine.

  All mine.

  Sort of!

  I took a seat near Mum at the front of the church whilst Zack directed the guests at the rear.

  Jack looked as nervous as hell in his grey morning suit. It was really warm in there which didn’t help.

  John was also an usher and I watched him and Zack sharing some banter, laughing at some joke between them.

  Their blossoming friendship was in stark contrast to the last time they met. They looked completely at ease with each other.

  It was good to see.

  As I sat there, surrounded by friends and family, I felt a warm glow enveloping me. I sneaked a look at Zack who had clearly taken charge at the back of the church.

  He saw me and I felt that familiar charge between us. I smiled at him, thinking back to our morning wake up call.

  Delicious!

  The bridal march started to play loudly and we all rose from the uncomfortable pews. I was dying to have a look at the beautiful Chloe but I waited until she walked past the end of the pew.

  She looked absolutely stunning. Her lovely blonde hair was piled on top of her head and softly curled.

  Her dress was simple but stunningly beautiful. Chloe was a natural beauty and made a gorgeous couple with Jack. The contrast of very dark hair and blonde hair was striking.

  It was like Zack and I only the other way round.

  Chloe was smiling widely as everyone turned around to look at her. The whole church seemed to swell with love. I saw Jack turn around and his eyes grew wider when he saw her.

 
Zack ducked into the space next to me and we took our seats. He held my hand gently and smiled at me. The service was lovely and we all followed the bride and groom out of the church into the bright afternoon sunshine.

  We posed for various photographs and more would be taken back at Mum and Dad’s. The newlyweds looked blissfully happy together and I was so pleased for them.

  Most of the guests decided to walk to the reception at the farm as the sun was still shining brightly.

  Zack and I walked along hand in hand.

  I kept wondering if we would ever get married. I had never felt so intensely for someone before. It had floored me.

  I knew I was just kidding myself thinking that we could have a future together. I had got swept away with the romance of the day.

  When all the guests arrived at the marquee, the catering staff bustled around serving drinks and Zack and I started to get quite drunk but nice drunk. I was glad when the meal was served to soak up some of the alcohol.

  Zack and I were seated on a round table with John and Sarah.

  We all got along like a house on fire as we carried on drinking. As weddings went, it had been a belter so far.

  After the speeches, the bride and groom took to the dance floor. I had been curious about their choice of song for the first dance. The music started up and it was Paul Weller’s, You do something to me.

  Good choice!

  Jack and Chloe smooched across the dance floor whilst everyone watched.

  “I can’t wait to get you to bed, my lover,” I whispered as I ran my hand along his rock hard thigh.

  “Come on, let’s have a dance first, baby.”

  He hauled me up to my feet. We danced around wrapped in each other’s arms, lost in our own secret world. I started to feel aroused as he stroked the top of my arms.

  “Are you horny, Jennifer?”

  What do you think?

  “Yes, I always am when I am close to you. You just have to talk to me and I melt!”

  I giggled into his hard chest.

  “You love sex, don’t you?” he whispered sensually.

  A slow song, Lost without U, was playing. It was one of my favourites.

  “I didn’t love it that much before you. It is so amazing with you each time and I don’t think I will ever get enough.”

  “I feel the same way,” he said, pulling me closer into him.

  I loved the way I felt when I was in his arms. Zack’s hard body moulded perfectly with mine. Our hearts beat steadily in time.

  “I have never been happier, Zack. I love you.”

  “I love you too, JB, so much,” he told me, tipping me back as we danced.

  I saw Mum and Dad looking over at us. They had stupid grins plastered to their faces as they watched us.

  After yet more drink and the evening buffet, we were both starting to feel pretty tired.

  “Shall we sneak off and retire for the night?” he whispered.

  After saying a quick goodbye to Jack and Chloe, we casually strolled outside then we bolted towards the house, laughing before anyone could ask us where we were going.

  Bounding up the stairs, we both visited the bathroom and then climbed into bed. I was looking forward to some fooling around as Zack called it but when I got back from downstairs with some large glasses of water, he was spark out and I really couldn’t believe it but he was snoring.

  Ha! He would be tortured about that tomorrow!

  Chapter Fifty Seven

  I woke up at 7am and my head was banging, my mouth felt like the carpet fitters had been in and my stomach was really queasy. My tummy popped and bubbled around.

  Oh no! I was going to be sick!

  I launched out of bed, leaving Zack fast asleep and hurtled down the hallway to the bathroom. I just made it to the toilet in time as I wretched until my stomach was completely empty. I stayed in the bathroom for quite a while until I felt more human again and I gingerly returned to our room.

  “Where have you been? I was lonely,” Zack asked, smiling lazily at me.

  “I was a bit poorly sick. How are you feeling?”

  “Not great. In fact, oh shit! I’m going to be sick!” he shouted as he hurtled at speed out of the bed.

  He seemed to have forgotten that he was completely naked as he ran really fast down the hallway. His impressive tackle swung freely. I followed on with some pyjama bottoms to save any embarrassment.

  Zack copied me as he threw up over and over in the toilet. I stroked his hair as it clung limply to his forehead.

  How the hell did he still look sexy!

  “We are a right pair!” I laughed.

  “Could you get me some water, please?” he croaked.

  I returned a few minutes later and Zack was curled up on the floor with his eyes closed. His large frame filled the bathroom and I had to stop myself laughing at the state of him. I had never seen him with a stinking hangover. I thought being an Adonis, he would never suffer with one!

  “Here put these on before someone sees you in all your glory, Zack. You will give my Mum a heart attack! You are not at Cambridge now!'” I giggled as I helped him into his bottoms.

  “You are good looking after me,” he whispered.

  “Shall we go back to bed for a bit?”

  “Sounds like a good idea. Maybe we should go back tomorrow. I can’t face driving in this state.”

  “I will ring Scarlett later.”

  I smiled at him as we clambered back into bed. I gently stroked Zack’s hair as he lay on my chest.

  “Your fun bags are really comfy. Did you know that?” he teased me as he lay wrapped in my arms.

  “I used to hate them until I was about 21 then I thought, what the hell, if you have got it, flaunt it!”

  “I am not kidding but they could win an award for most beautiful breasts. But I would obviously give the award out because I am the only one that can see them, touch them or kiss and suck them,” he announced very seriously.

  “Stop it, you are giving me the horn and I really don’t have the energy for your awesome lovemaking.”

  “Awesome, you say?”

  He laughed softly.

  “Fucking totally off the scale awesome and I will never ever get enough of it,” I told him, giving him a look that meant business.

  I suddenly felt a lot more energetic. He just had to look at me.

  “Me neither, baby,” he grinned up at me.

  “Oh, I forgot I need to alert the media,” I teased him.

  “What are you on about?”

  “Last night, I was revving up for some sweet Cole loving and I got back into the room to find you fast asleep snoring! I was gob smacked!”

  “Firstly what the hell does gob smacked mean and secondly you are lying. I would never snore!” he said indignantly.

  “Calm down, Mr Perfect Pants! I recorded you on my phone. Listen,” I told him as I played back the recording.

  “You better delete that pronto, Miss Black!” he shouted as he tried to lunge for the phone.

  “What are you going to do, Mr Cole?” I giggled as I jumped on top of him straddling him.

  “I might just fuck you into next week!” he laughed, pulling me into him and kissing me long and hard.

  We pulled away from each panting with desire.

  “Well then, I am so not deleting it now!”

  Zack pulled my short nightie over my head with one hand and he pulled his bottoms down just as quickly. His erection burst out ready for action. He grabbed my hips, pulling me on top of him, and pushed gently into me.

  Luckily, I was wet for him.

  “Oh my god, you took me by surprise there, Zack!” I gasped as he filled me up beautifully.

  He was buried really deeply into me. I started to circle my hips, slowly teasing him as he sank even deeper.

  “Ride me, baby. Real slow,” he said in his sexy Southern drawl, looking up at me with those gorgeous blue eyes.

  I pulled my legs up to a squatting position as I rode him energe
tically. I steadied myself on his hard chest. His eyes glittered and danced around wickedly as he gazed lovingly into my face.

  He felt so amazing inside me, so right, so wonderful.

  “That’s it, Jennifer. That feels amazing. Don’t rush. I want this to last.”

  He reached up and clasped my breasts as I continued riding his glorious body. We fell into silence as we enjoyed our amazing lovemaking. Sparks started to pop in front of my eyes as the waiting orgasm built up inside my horny hot body.

  I picked up the pace as he slipped and slid in and out of me.

  “Oh Zack, I am so close!” I shouted as he touched my clit.

  As soon as he did that, my body shuddered as I climaxed looking into his perfect face.

  “You look so beautiful when you come,” he whispered.

  “You make me feel so beautiful, Zack.”

  He took over from me and pushed up harder into me. His eyes closed as he started to reach his orgasm. He always felt so deep in this position and I thought back to our first day together and every time since.

  Every single time was so very special.

  He had never not given me exactly what I wanted, what I craved, what I needed.

  Mr Zachary Benjamin Cole was indeed the perfect lover.

  “Oh yes, Jennifer! Fuck me!” he shouted as his hips energetically pumped into me as he climaxed.

  “I just have, Zack!” I laughed kissing him hard.

  He cupped my breasts gently as our breathing recovered. Our bodies were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

  “Great hangover cure, baby!”

  “Yes, the best!”

  Chapter Fifty Eight

  After showering, we headed downstairs about midday.

  “Hello, you two. Did you oversleep?” Dad asked quietly, giving me a knowing look over his glasses.

  We must have been a bit over-zealous again! I squirmed under his gaze.

  Awkward!

  “To be honest, we were both a bit sick from too much over indulging last night, Dad!” I laughed.

  “It was a wonderful wedding, wasn’t it?”

  “It was Dad.”

  We enjoyed a greasy fry up and I started to feel a lot better.

  “Did the newlyweds get away okay?” I asked Mum as I helped her clear the plates away.