Zack—how good it felt just to be in his arms, just to
taste his lips and feel the slight rasping of his stubble against my skin, the
way he touched me just so. I was trembling from head to toe, shaking almost
uncontrollably unless I held him very tightly. I felt as if I was alternately
burning and freezing as the kiss went deeper and deeper, as every nerve ending
in my body came awake.
Zack’s hands moved along the curves of my body
slowly, mapping out every inch of my topography, tracing me everywhere while I
moaned softly against his lips. I felt my pussy getting wet, felt my heart
racing and my body tingling under the onslaught of sensation. It was too
much—it wasn’t enough. I pulled back, needing just a moment to catch my breath
and to find something to hold onto in the face of so much incredible sensation.
“God I’ve missed you,” Zack said, his voice only a
little above a murmur.
He tilted my head to the side and brought his lips
against my neck, kissing and nipping, lapping at my sensitive skin, lavishing
attention down along the column of my throat and then back up. His hands were
slipping up underneath my blouse, touching my bare skin, tickling my ribs and
caressing my waist.
I ducked my head to the side and nibbled sharply at
Zack’s neck, smiling to myself when I heard him groan, tensing against me. His
hips rocked against mine; the skirt was too tight for him to shift down between
my legs, but I could feel the hard ridge of his cock pressing against me
nonetheless, digging into my hip. I took advantage of his temporary distraction
and launched myself upward, twisting and throwing Zack off of
me . I tumbled him onto the bed next to me and climbed onto him, smiling
down at him with self-satisfied victory. Zack laughed out loud breathlessly,
shaking his head, his dark eyes almost black with lust and glinting with
amusement. “I thought you were supposed to be making it up to me,” he said,
looking at me with challenge in his gaze.
“I am,” I said, straddling his hips. The skirt
rolled up along my legs, barely covering anything anymore, and Zack glided his
hands along my thighs, tickling and caressing me teasingly. I reached out and grabbed
at the hem of his tee shirt, tugging it upward. “I mean, do you have a better
idea than me going down on you? Because I’m all ears.”
Zack laughed again, pulling my blouse up and over my
head. He tossed it across the room, sitting up slightly and throwing his arms
up over his head to help me get his own shirt off of him.
“Okay—I’ll give you that. But I have a lot of ideas.
This is just a start—you really owe me, after all.”
I rolled my eyes, smiling to myself. I shifted on
top of Zack, moving my hips down to his thighs, and leaned down to kiss him on
the lips hungrily. Zack crushed me against him, his hands moving over my back,
touching me seemingly everywhere at once until I was almost distracted from the
task I had in mind. I broke away from his lips, panting slightly with desire,
and began to kiss a trail down along the line of his neck, over his collar
bones. I took my time kissing his chest, nuzzling against the soft velvet skin
with nearly no hair on it, listening to his pounding heart as I made my way
slowly but inevitably downward. Zack let out a low groan when I nipped
playfully against his abs, looking up to smirk at him. As I came nearer and
nearer to my objective, I shifted down along his body, settling my weight just
above his knees. I reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing
his boxer-briefs to my hungry, eager gaze.
I hooked my fingers in his jeans and tugged them
down, over his hips; Zack arched up off of the bed, helping me. I got the thick
fabric down to his knees and Zack kicked his pants the rest of the way off,
lying there on the bed looking up at me with nothing but desire in his eyes. I
pulled his underwear off next, grinning with unabashed delight at the sight of
his hard, thick cock rising up
taste his lips and feel the slight rasping of his stubble against my skin, the
way he touched me just so. I was trembling from head to toe, shaking almost
uncontrollably unless I held him very tightly. I felt as if I was alternately
burning and freezing as the kiss went deeper and deeper, as every nerve ending
in my body came awake.
Zack’s hands moved along the curves of my body
slowly, mapping out every inch of my topography, tracing me everywhere while I
moaned softly against his lips. I felt my pussy getting wet, felt my heart
racing and my body tingling under the onslaught of sensation. It was too
much—it wasn’t enough. I pulled back, needing just a moment to catch my breath
and to find something to hold onto in the face of so much incredible sensation.
“God I’ve missed you,” Zack said, his voice only a
little above a murmur.
He tilted my head to the side and brought his lips
against my neck, kissing and nipping, lapping at my sensitive skin, lavishing
attention down along the column of my throat and then back up. His hands were
slipping up underneath my blouse, touching my bare skin, tickling my ribs and
caressing my waist.
I ducked my head to the side and nibbled sharply at
Zack’s neck, smiling to myself when I heard him groan, tensing against me. His
hips rocked against mine; the skirt was too tight for him to shift down between
my legs, but I could feel the hard ridge of his cock pressing against me
nonetheless, digging into my hip. I took advantage of his temporary distraction
and launched myself upward, twisting and throwing Zack off of
me . I tumbled him onto the bed next to me and climbed onto him, smiling
down at him with self-satisfied victory. Zack laughed out loud breathlessly,
shaking his head, his dark eyes almost black with lust and glinting with
amusement. “I thought you were supposed to be making it up to me,” he said,
looking at me with challenge in his gaze.
“I am,” I said, straddling his hips. The skirt
rolled up along my legs, barely covering anything anymore, and Zack glided his
hands along my thighs, tickling and caressing me teasingly. I reached out and grabbed
at the hem of his tee shirt, tugging it upward. “I mean, do you have a better
idea than me going down on you? Because I’m all ears.”
Zack laughed again, pulling my blouse up and over my
head. He tossed it across the room, sitting up slightly and throwing his arms
up over his head to help me get his own shirt off of him.
“Okay—I’ll give you that. But I have a lot of ideas.
This is just a start—you really owe me, after all.”
I rolled my eyes, smiling to myself. I shifted on
top of Zack, moving my hips down to his thighs, and leaned down to kiss him on
the lips hungrily. Zack crushed me against him, his hands moving over my back,
touching me seemingly everywhere at once until I was almost distracted from the
task I had in mind. I broke away from his lips, panting slightly with desire,
and began to kiss a trail down along the line of his neck, over his collar
bones. I took my time kissing his chest, nuzzling against the soft velvet skin
with nearly no hair on it, listening to his pounding heart as I made my way
slowly but inevitably downward. Zack let out a low groan when I nipped
playfully against his abs, looking up to smirk at him. As I came nearer and
nearer to my objective, I shifted down along his body, settling my weight just
above his knees. I reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing
his boxer-briefs to my hungry, eager gaze.
I hooked my fingers in his jeans and tugged them
down, over his hips; Zack arched up off of the bed, helping me. I got the thick
fabric down to his knees and Zack kicked his pants the rest of the way off,
lying there on the bed looking up at me with nothing but desire in his eyes. I
pulled his underwear off next, grinning with unabashed delight at the sight of
his hard, thick cock rising up
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