by Adeera Lake
I let out short little gasps, fearing I might explode too soon, but Zac knows what he’s doing, and he’s driving me insane on purpose. He stops abruptly, and his smooth forehead gets slightly wrinkly when he looks up.
“I want this to be memorable for both.” He breathes excitedly.
I chew the corner of my lip and let out an excited smirk, watching him pull my leggings and panties down to my ankles until he yanks them off my feet. I’m almost out of breath for the excitement. My heart is going crazy.
In the spur of the moment, I slide my thumb in my mouth and I slurp on its tender flesh, watching Zac removing his jeans and boxers; then sliding a condom down his pulsing length. I gasp and swallow my own saliva. His excitement is blatant, and it makes me feel dizzy. He sits on his heels and after bending over, he starts brushing his tongue on my folds. I instinctively drop my jaw and let out a high pitch moan followed by a groan. I frown in bliss, utterly overpowered by stings of intense fervor. My breath is catching. I’m out of control. I cringe letting out a cry, clawing my nails on the sheets.
My belly moves up and down, faster and faster. My vision blurs.
“Oh my God Zac!” I cry loudly. “Please!”
He grunts sliding his body over me and sinking his excited manhood into my core; then he starts moving rhythmically backward and forward. Our bodies merge into one. His face is now only inches above mine, and he breathes out his desire against my tumescent lips, staring at me, as he rhythmically moves his pelvis back and forth, making me feel sensations I’ve never felt before.
29
Zac
I’m exhausted.
Grace is sleeping in my bed completely naked, half covered with black silk sheets. Her breathing is steady and slow. I look at the alarm and I realize it’s almost noon. I grin shaking my head as I lazily get up and furtively sneak out of my bedroom leaving the door slightly ajar.
Everything has changed now.
I can’t pretend this has not happened, and the sensations I felt when I claimed her were so powerful that when I tightened my grip around her body, grunting loudly on her earlobe, we both exploded uncontrollably, trembling and merging completely, sweating, groaning, and breathing hard on each other even after our spasms had faded. And when we recouped we did it over and over, until we were utterly drained.
It’s not going to be easy to keep my promise now, I think as I fry a few scrambled eggs. Grace is like no other girls I’ve ever met. Not only did I have fun with her last night, but when we woke up this morning, she drove me crazy. I’ve never felt such a strong sexual tension and attraction for any woman before. I clench my jaw breathing in deeply. The intense odor of fried eggs makes my stomach flutter and my mouth drool, and when they are ready, I half seat on the stool before the long counter and I eat them voraciously, polishing the plate with a slice of white bread. The steamy coffee mug in front of me sends its regenerating smell into my nostrils and I suddenly revive. I take a generous sip, almost burning the tip of my tongue and I sigh staring at the gloomy skyline out of the large floor–to–ceiling window.
I’m slightly taken aback when I feel Grace rubbing my waist from behind. “Good morning Zac,” she murmurs into my ear.
“Hey, good morning again.” I grin turning back and kissing her tender warm lips.
She sidesteps me and sidles between my legs staring at me with a bright sincere smile. She has borrowed one of my long sleeves shirts, and it looks like she’s naked from the waist down. For a second I’m tempted to find out, but I have an appointment in less than an hour and I know if we start, we won’t be able to stop.
“That’s funny. This is the second time in a couple of hours we say good morning.” She chuckles, then takes a whiff at the air. “Hey!” She widens her eyes. “Did ya just have eggs? I want them too!” She squeals sitting on my right thigh. “I’m starving Zac!” She kisses me sending tingles of lust up my spine. “Are you gonna fix some for me, or shall I do it?”
I grunt. “I’ll do it, but don’t get used to it.” I chuckle jokingly. “By the way, I need to run to my shop in a few, but you are welcome to stay if you like,” I gently grab her waist and put her aside before getting up from my stool before heading to the fridge to grab a couple of eggs.
“Oh, no thanks anyway. I’ll go down and rest a little bit. Yesterday was pretty hard at work.”
“Alright cool,” I reply, hiding my real feelings.
I crack two eggs into a small pan and the frying noise along with the smell of succulent butter instantly fills the air. Grace stares at me with a slight smile. I love the little dimples on the sides of her lips, I think as I glimpse at her. Suddenly I remember her telling me something about her past last night and I’m curious about what made her move.
“Hey,” I groan as I keep an eye on the eggs placing two slices of white bread in the toaster.
“What?” She smiles.
“Do you mind telling me what you meant last night?”
She bits her lower lip and her brows furrow. “What ya mean?”
“You said you had shit happening… What happened? Is that why you moved here?”
She sighs and looks away. “Yeah, well, I guess I don’t mind… After what happened this morning.” She grins.
I sneer. “Ok, tell me… Please.”
“Here.” I serve her the steamy eggs with hot toasted bread and a fresh cup of coffee.
“Thank you.” She smiles. “Well, it’s not easy for me to talk about that, especially with you. Ya know? I haven’t had sex for months.”
I raise an eyebrow.
“Yes, months.” She takes a bite and swallows it eagerly. “Hmmm yeah! I needed this.” She giggles and scoops a stream of red yolk under her bottom lip.
“You hungry uh?”
“Oh yeah!” She says before taking another generous bite along with a piece of bread. She chews and swallows voraciously and after taking a sip of hot coffee she looks up. “So, anyway, yes, I’m not gonna lie to ya. It’s been my choice not to have sex with other men so far… You know? I’ve been hurt badly by my fiancée and I decided I wouldn’t take the chance again.”
‘Damn it!’
“You so serious! Are you scared?” She chortles.
“Scared?” I chuckle. “Not at all, why should I be?”
“Don’t worry, I don’t expect anything from ya.”
I spread my hands apart pouting my lips.
“What happened between us is something I finally decided to do because we had a great time, and opposite to what I thought in the first place, you are a good person, but I know you are not the type who wants romance, and I’ll do my best to avoid putting ya in a bad spot.”
“Woha! Wait, I didn’t say anything.”
She opens her mouth and widens her eyes questioningly. “Why, are you that kind of guy?” She chuckles.
I pause for a few seconds. “Well, no.”
She snortles sarcastically. “I knew it, but don’t worry I have a shield now, and if I finally decided I could have sex, it’ll be fine. I’m not gonna fall in love.”
“Jeez, what did he do?”
“You mean my ex?” She chuckles resignedly.
“Yeah.”
“What most men do… He cheated on me. But what’s even worse is he did it with a girl I knew, so I’ve been betrayed twice.”
“Well, saying I’m sorry would be pretty trivial…” I mutter.
She lets out a half grin.
“But ya know what? Hey, if he didn’t we wouldn’t have met.”
“She smirks pouting her lips and giving me a thumb up.”
A sudden tingle pinches my heart and I feel I need to tell her about the experience that made me behave like I did for so many years.
“Listen, I have to tell ya something,” I blurt.
She raises an eyebrow. “Shoot.”
I tell her about the girl I loved when I was in high school and the way she treated me; then I tell her about my father and my mom leaving us when I was a
kid.
Grace nods slowly. “That must not have been easy for you. And this would explain many things,” she murmurs.
“Only my father knew what I’ve just told ya, and now is dead.”
“I’m sorry about your dad.” she lowers her glance than she looks up. “Really? You’ve never talked about it with anyone?”
“Yeah, you are the first.”
“Wow.”
After opening myself up with Grace I feel like I’ve never felt before. It’s like a rebirth. I feel lighter and free, and for a moment, I wonder if she’s the one who can change my life and heal my fears. But could I be the one who heals hers?
30
Grace
It’s three in the afternoon and I’m still very tired but I can’t sleep.
I turn my laptop on and I call Lisa on skype – my heart races at the thought of telling her what happened.
“Hey, sweetie! What’s up baby?”
“Hey Lis! Were you busy or something?”
She chuckles. “Or something.”
I giggle. “So, you got five minutes?”
“For ya? Of course, I do! Hope I’m gonna be late for work, I have a meeting and I hate it!”
“Oh, I’m sorry!” I cringe. “I’m gonna call ya back later ok?”
“No silly! I said I do have time for ya! And ya know I can do whatever I want here honey. I really hate that stupid meeting and if I lose ten minutes of that I can only be happy!” She chuckles.
I smile biting my thumbnail as I look at the laptop screen.
“So, what’s up? How ‘s work, baby? How’s my hometown?!” She mumbles. “Ya know? Sometimes I miss it.”
I grin. “Everything’s good thanks. Your town’s still here.” I smirk.
“Oh really? Good to know.” She smiles brightly.
“And. I have to tell ya something.”
“Wait wait wait!” She grins. “I know that face!”
I smile slowly shaking my head. I feel like a teen who’s telling about her first date to her best friend.
“Come on what happened? It’s a boy?”
I instantly blush, and I bite my bottom lip with my front teeth, letting out a timid smirk. “Um, kinda,” I mutter; my heart drums against my ribs.
She frowns. “Kind of? What? C’mon don’t play with me!”
“Ok, remember that guy?”
She widens her eyes. “That guy?” She asks mimicking a baffled face. “That guy?” She repeats raising her voice and smiling.
“Yeah, that one.”
“You mean the one we talked about for so long? The tattooed hottie? The snarky bastard?”
I giggled biting my thumb shily. “Yeah.”
“Woah! What happened? Changed your mind?”
I stare at the screen pensively biting my thumbnail.
“Hey!”
“We did it,” I murmur letting out a relieved smile.
Lisa’s eyes widen. “W… What? Really? Oh, my Gosh yeah baby! Finally!”
I keep smiling like a fool enjoying her reaction.
“I’m so happy Grace! You followed my advice baby! So, how was it?”
I instantly feel my cheeks flushing red. “Lis, I don’t want to get into much detail, but I can tell you it was the best experience I had with a man. He’s awesome.”
“Oh, my Gosh, I so much envy you! I hate you actually!” She chuckles shaking her head. “I’m just kiddin’ baby! I’m so glad for ya! But hey, now what? Did you tell him you won’t date guys?” She laughs.
“Well Lis, the thing is… It wasn’t only sex. Maybe I thought it was in the beginning because he’s so good at it, but I realized there was something more than physical attraction, and that made it perfect.”
“Oh shit.”
“I know. I know Lisa. I can’t help it. I tried so hard to fool myself. I tried denying it, but now I admit in the back of my mind I’ve always been attracted to him.”
“Wait, did I say shit?”
I smirk with one side of my mouth. “I guess?”
“Oh, well, no… I mean, that’s good, isn’t it? Remember what I told ya? Give those men a chance. There must be the perfect one for you, and perhaps you have just found it.”
I sigh smiling. “Who knows?”
I’m not going to tell her what Zac confessed me about his past. I feel privileged to be the only one alive who knows. I can’t even believe he decided to tell me, and I wonder if would ever try again to let his feelings come up. ‘Oh, Zac… I wish we could both be green and enthusiastic about love and be together without fears and doubts.’
“Well baby, time will tell… But let me ask you something.”
I breathe in and exhale. “Yeah go for it.”
“Would you be willing to take your chances if he asked ya?”
I pause for a second. “Yeah… Yeah, Lisa, I think I’ll give us a chance.”
“Good baby. That’s what I wanted to hear.”
***
After I hang up with Lisa I enthusiastically start tidying the living room. Yesterday, I worked more than twelve hours and I haven’t slept much besides the few hours on Zac’s couch, but I feel full of energy. I start fantasizing about me and him being together, traveling together, having fun, laughing, crying, and building a family. ‘Oh my Gosh Grace, you gotta be really crazy.’ I shake my head and let out a half smirk. ‘But maybe?’
My fantasies are suddenly interrupted when I hear the ding from my laptop, telling me I just got a new email.
I walk to the table and sit before my laptop. In the meanwhile, I casually check the time on the bottom right of the screen and I realize it’s almost time to go to work. ‘Shit!’
My eyes widen, and my heart skips a beat when I read the new email I just got.
‘My God! Oh My God!’
31
Zac
“Zac you’re alright?” My sister asks standing in the doorway of my tattoo studio room.
“Yeah, why are you asking?”
“Um, I don’t know, I’ve seen you very thoughtful all morning. You didn’t have a launch, which you usually do, and a little of fucking women intuition maybe?”
I chuckle. “I’m good Chels, don’t worry about me. Actually, I couldn’t feel better.”
She raises an eyebrow. “Really?”
“Yeah.” I grin.
She smirks biting her thumbnail with her front teeth. “My Gosh… Don’t tell me you?”
“Ok get outta here sister.”
She giggles. “You are in love, aren’t ya?”
“Oh shut up Chels!” I blurt.
“You are! And it’s that girl, right?”
I inhale deeply and slowly exhale the air from my lungs. My feet propped on my desk. “Chelsea that’s enough ok?”
She claps her hands and her eyes get watery. “Oh my God that’s so cool! I’ve never seen ya like that! I’m so happy Zac!”
I can’t believe how well she can read my mind. Am I really in love? I quickly wonder. It’s true, I’m I’ve been thinking of Grace all morning and I can’t wait to see her again. But is that love? And even if it were love, I wonder if she feels the same and it could ever work between the two of us.
I slowly shake my head letting out a half grin. “Spare me.”
“Zac, you can’t even imagine how this changed my day!”
“Damn Chelsea! Who said I’m in love? I’ve never said that!” I groaned starting to get pissed.
She stares at me and grins. “Your eyes tell me. Your face. Your behavior. And the way you are acting right about now!”
“Jeez this is crazy,” I reply.
“No, you are crazy if you keep pushing yourself to act like a fucking asshole. You don’t wanna lose this chance Zac, trust me. You know I really have a good intuition about people, and I told you in the first place. I have never met that girl but I just by looking at her I understood she was special.”
I pause for a few seconds recalling what she had told me about her former fiancée. “You k
now what?”
“What?”
“You were right. She is indeed heartbroken… Her ex-boyfriend cheated on her with one of her friends.”
“I told you.” She pouts her lips on a side.
I grunt letting out a slight nod.
“So, why don’t you fucking open up and just relax? Why don’t you let your real feelings come up and enjoy loving along with a serious relationship? Trust me, it can be really great most of the times!”
I chuckle. “Alright we’ll see what happen, now please I need to think, so if you don’t mind?”
“Yeah whatever, but think about what I said. You don’t wanna miss these kinda trains!”
I grin. “Ok, thanks for your advice,” I sarcastically reply, deep inside thinking she may be right.
32
Grace
I keep staring at the screen, baffled and bewildered.
A prestigious University located on Hawaii’s big island sent me a message. And they say they want to hire me right away. A series of conflictual emotions cross my mind simultaneously. For once I’m happy, astonished, and proud, wanting to go follow my dream. On the other hand, though, I think about Zac. Had I gotten this message only a couple of days earlier I would have probably left the town without any hesitation, and I would have been over the moon. I would have been thrilled and excited to finally move on and be able to work in my field of studies again. But now? Now what? Sure, I could consider Zac to have been just a one-night stand, but I can’t lie to myself. I’ve never been a one-night stand kind of girl, and despite his being tough and distant, I took my chance, and what I did was something more than a damn one-night stand. At least for me. Of course, I’m probably being stupid and naïve. He most likely doesn’t care about me, especially now that he has gotten what every man wants. But still, if I decided to go that far is because, deep inside, I feel more than sexual attraction.