by Lauren Wood
He chuckled and said “I’m going to stop teasing you tonight because I can’t take it anymore. I’ve been wanting you for so long that I’m about to burst. Tonight… I’m going to make you mine.” His voice seemed huskier than usual. Who would’ve known that words can also make you wet.
Right after he said those words he grabbed the front of my shirt and ripped it open, sending the buttons flying onto the floor. I gasped out loud from the sudden coldness. He didn’t even hesitate to unhook my bra and stare at my bare chest. Before I can cover myself up from instinct he pinched my nipples as he said “Wow… your nipples are so hard.”
He kept his eyes on me as he watched me shake from his touch. “Z—Zen, I’m… sensitive there.” I stuttered. I couldn’t recognize my own voice, my voice was squeaky and filled with lust. He begins to rub my breasts as he snaked his arm around my bare waist.
“Do I seriously make your body feel like this?” he asked.
“I… ah… I… Zen!” I tried to explain myself but I was moaning too much to explain as my desire for him was increasing. When he pressed his body against mine I felt how he was already hard. He’s made me feel amazing so I wanted to do the same in return. I hesitantly placed my hand upon his enormous bulge and started rubbing it, he gave out a heavy grunt.
“Somebody’s impatient,” he said “Strip for me doctor.”
I slowly took off my ripped shirt followed by my skirt and heels. I was then left in my lacy panties. Zen’s eyes traced every curve of my body. He quickly took off his jacket followed by his shirt and I once again met with his delicious body that haunted me day and night.
He unexpectedly scooped me up into his arms and literally threw me on the bed making me squeak. As he slowly made his way towards the bed he unbuckled his pants to show off the struggling erection in his tight briefs, and we’re talking about speedo type of briefs.
He slowly crawls on top of me and continues the passionate kissing as I kept my arms at my side, not knowing what to do. He was holding my waist when suddenly they slid down to my butt and gave a soft squeeze. He hooked his fingers on my lingerie and slowly slid them off my legs.
“Wrap your legs around my waist.” he commanded.
I did as I was told and wrap my legs around his waist. He pressed his hips against mine, trying not to leave any space between us as he started grinding his hips. Feeling his erection getting unbelievably harder which made me gasp out loud. How big exactly is he?
I moaned from the situation where he’s gently sucking on my neck, and right as he reached my sweet spot he gently bites down on it before licking and sucking, leaving a bruise as a signature claim that I am his.
Without even removing my legs from his waist he somehow managed to remove his brief. I suddenly felt nervous and my heart was beating faster than I ever knew it could. When I took a peek at his now revealed member I was shock to find it bigger than I imagined.
He begins to position himself in front of my entrance, my heart spiked from the anxiety and before I could stop him he already entered me with one thrust. It was terribly painful that I was holding on for dear life to the bedsheets. I felt my walls tightening and squeezing his member, and when his cock throbbed within me my hands flew to his shoulder holding him tight from the intense pain.
“I can’t hold back.” he grunted. Going faster as he groans and my moans were getting louder. It wasn’t too long when the pain started numbing and was replaced with intense pleasure. My hands were able to relax but instead of gripping onto his shoulder my hands played with his long chocolate hair.
The feeling was absolutely amazing. The more thrusts that go back the more I wanted more of Zen. He was extremely addicting. This was the kind of sex that’ll haunt your dreams at night. It scared me but it was definitely going to be worth it.
Zen was going faster and deeper inside of me when all of a sudden he flips me over so I was sitting on top of him. “Ride me.” he commands.
My hands were on his chest as I sat on top of him, feeling him deep inside me. I wasn’t sure what to do but I started moving my hips back and forth. The pleasure intensely grew as I started riding him fast making him grunt and groan in pleasure. His hands were on my waist as he started lifting me up and down making me bounce on him, reaching parts I never knew existed in me.
I couldn’t help as I moaned out “Ah! Deeper!” he suddenly flipped us once again so he was on top once more. His thrusts started getting harder. He lifted my legs over his shoulders and goes deeper, hitting a certain spot making me scream even louder.
I was screaming his name over and over again. The bubbling sensation of my climax was building and was about to burst. My whole body was a heated mess. Zen removes my legs from his shoulders then he grabs the bedframe, thrusting even harder and deeper than ever before.
With one powerful thrust the bubble within me exploded making me tremble and shout Zen’s name. It feels like a release and is really great for a split second but then it’s over way too soon and I want more.
He didn’t stop there as he kept thrusting. “I’m… almost… there.” he grunted. The pleasure was overwhelming that I couldn’t help but keep moaning as he kept thrusting hard and deep, making the bed move back and forth a lot.
With each thrust Zen kept grunting “Mine… Mine… Mine.” Without warning Zen stopped as he poured himself into me and he even hissed my name.
“Lucy.”
Letting go of the bedframe and slowly taking himself out of me, completely exhausted he collapsed onto the bed as we lied next to each other.
“Now you’re mine.” he said breathlessly. Before I even knew it his eyes were closed and he was fast asleep. My lower back and pussy ached from what just happened. But I knew that this was the last time I’ll ever be with Zen.
I didn’t regret it. I was happy to be with him even if it’s just for a night. I snuggled into the bedsheets and inhaled the manly scent of Zen knowing I was going to extremely miss it.
Chapter 7
Zen
Lucy’s usual composed face was completely shattered by my actions that night. I felt utterly satisfied. I even dreamed of Lucy even when she laid right next to me. I was even thinking of going again because I just couldn’t get enough of Lucy.
My bed even smelt of her oranges scent. I’ve never wanted to stay in my bed doing absolutely nothing but to smell the new smell. My hand shot out towards where Lucy slept expecting to feel her slender frame but instead I found nothing. My head snapped up as I tried blinking my sleep away to see clearly.
Lucy was gone.
I quickly got out of bed to see if she’s in the bathroom or kitchen but I doubt she was there since her clothes were missing. I leaned against the door feeling somewhat disappointed.
I got what I wanted. Achieved what the list stated. Conquered Lucy.
I felt completely satisfied last night, how come I didn’t feel that now?
My heart clenched painfully. Lucy left me like how I usually do when I slept with women. When I would sleep with women I’d make sure the next day that they won’t expect anything from me or better yet I leave before they can wake up.
I would call Lucy but I remember that she has my number but I don’t have hers. I felt frustrated. I felt the anger boiling inside of me resulting to me punching a hole through my door. I ignored the pain in my hand as I quickly got dressed and went downstairs to the bar.
Some of the guys were casually hanging out and that included Ciel. Some of them especially Ciel noticed that I wasn’t in the happiest of moods. The guy that I punch from last night was wearing a few bandages on his face, and he was about to greet me a good morning but before he could utter a single word I took out all of my anger at him by throwing another punch to his face.
Ciel’s eyebrow rose as he asked “Another bad mood?”
“Shut it.” I snarled as I got a bottle of beer and started drinking it right away. Suddenly Ciel placed a wad of cash in my hands and said “That’s your share from last week�
��s fight.” I smiled knowing that this money was going to the hospital bills for her.
“Dude, I’m not going to fight anymore.” Ciel announced which caught my attention immediately. I was in total shock, I couldn’t lose Ciel as a fighter. He made the most money when it came to fighting especially last time when his girl interrupted. “Why?” I asked.
“I promised Fran that I wouldn’t fight anymore.” he didn’t even sound ashamed. He’s totally whipped.
“What happened to you man? You’re going soft just for some chick.” I told him. Ciel and I go way back, so it was unusual for him to be acting out. I mean he’s been acting out ever since he met the red head chick but I thought he was up against a hard challenge to get her in bed.
“It just sort of happens… there will come a time when a girl changes the whole game… you know?” he said. I looked at him weirdly but for some reason a picture of Lucy genuinely smiling popped into my head. I punched Ciel in the shoulder and said “You’re so lame bro.” Ciel would usually punch back but instead he laughed. He’s changed.
There will come a time when a girl changes the whole game.
Sounds scary.
“Hey Zen! Some chick is looking for you!” the bartender called out as he pointed towards the entrance of the door. I suddenly felt lighter as if a ton of weight has been lifted off my shoulders and my anger seemed to have faded instantly, and it only happened when I pictured Lucy waiting outside for me.
Leaving my beer bottle I practically bolted towards the entrance door. Before I went outside I made sure to frown and look irritated. I stepped out of the bar and started saying “Where the hell have you…” but I didn’t finish what I was about to say because it wasn’t Lucy standing in front.
It was that French chick, Isabella.
The weight instantly returned to my shoulder and my anger boiled even hotter than before. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I growled at her. Isabella was some foreign chick that bang before Lucy. Isabella couldn’t take no for an answer and persistently told me that she was the one for me.
“I’ve been trying to reach you.” she said as she put her hands on her hips like she was some kind of angry girlfriend.
“I changed my number.” I lied. I just blocked her number.
“Then give me your new number.” she demanded.
“My phone is broken.” I lied again.
She groaned in frustration and said “What’s wrong with you Zen?” but I didn’t answer her because we’ve been having this fight for a while now. I even laughed a few times in the past because she sometimes would start yelling in French and I would have absolutely no idea what she’s saying. Even when she’s speaking in English I would have no idea what she’s saying.
“Are you going to ignore me in person as well?” she shrieked.
“If I can then yeah.” I told her casually and I could tell that it pissed her off.
Isabella wasn’t a bad looking woman but what annoyed me the most about this woman was that if she wasn’t happy then she was angry. I didn’t like needy girls. Not to mention she’s a photographer and she would constantly take pictures of me in the past.
“What do I have to do to make you like me Zen?” she yelled which caused a few people to stare at us weirdly. She was going on and on about what could she do or change about herself to make me accept her and it was pissing me off. My fists clench tightly as I yelled at her “You have to be Lucy for me to like you!”
This caught both Isabella and I off guard.
What did I just say?
“Who’s Lucy?” Isabella asked as she started tearing up. Indeed, who was Lucy to me? Why did Lucy have such an impact on me? Why was she still on my mind when I just checked her off my list of women to conquer? My heart started beating rapidly at the thought of Lucy smiling.
I missed her.
“Lucy is… special.” I admitted to myself but Isabella thought I was talking to her. Was I in love with Lucy?
My first impression of Lucy was that she’s interesting. She had this composed mask on her face no matter what I did. Each time she showed me a new expression I would be impressed more and more. I wanted to see more and if I’ve already seen one expression then I wanted to see it again.
She was independent and hard-working, and she was truly expressive in bed. The noises she made drove me insane. Not to mention, her scent of oranges were addicting and she tasted delicious. Everything about Lucy was completely interesting, there was never a dull moment with her.
A picture of Lucy smiling appeared once more in my head… and I started blushing?
I was in love with Lucy.
Fuck.
Chapter 8
Lucy
To say I wasn’t sad was a huge understatement. It’s been a week since that night with Zen and ever since then I’ve been absent-minded. I don’t shed tears because I simply don’t have the time to cry my eyes out and possibly eat ice cream and watch some hopeless-romantic movie. Instead I’ve been drowning myself with work.
Even if I was absent-minded, sometimes I would bump into a pillar or I would write the wrong thing on a patient’s clipboard or I would hand the doctor the wrong tools. I was a complete mess at work that even my friend and boss, Ezra noticed it.
Ezra offered some time off from work but I told him that I wanted to work. He asked if my problem had something to do with Zen, I lied and said no. But my problem had everything to do with Zen. I thought that maybe if I didn’t see him then my problems and feelings would slowly fade away.
I didn’t expect to have dreams of him every night and most of them were naughty dreams. I missed his touch, his scent, his kisses, and most importantly I missed his annoying smirk. It grew on me.
I was just in the doctor’s lounge drinking my third cup of coffee. I barely got any sleep thanks to Zen seducing me in my dreams. I would either stay awake so I wouldn’t dream or I would try to get myself off by masturbating, but failing every time.
Suddenly a nurse waltz into the lounge and called out for me “Hey Lucy, some patient is waiting for you for a check-up.” She informed me. I nodded as I quickly finished my coffee and put on my white coat as I made my way towards the small office where I practiced checking-up on patients. I only had a handful of patients coming for check-ups since I wasn’t a doctor yet.
I entered the room and grabbed the clipboard to check the patient’s information. “Good evening.” I greeted them with no emotion.
“Good evening to you too sexy doctor.” the familiar voice spoke. My head snapped towards the patient to see Zen sitting casually in a chair. My eyes widened as I stared at the very person who haunted me day and night and not to mention I yearn for him even when I’m standing right in front of him.
“What are you doing here?” I asked him. He smirked and I almost swooned. He doesn’t know how much I missed that.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m here for a check-up.” he stated. My thoughts were a mess as I tried coming up with a reason why Zen would be here. Wasn’t he finished with me? Or could there be more to do before he leaves for good? But that doesn’t make sense since it’s been a week since the last time I saw him.
I snapped back from my state of shock and proceeded to my doctor duties. I couldn’t help as my hands started trembling. I’m usually calm and collected but seeing Zen again has thrown me off. I definitely wasn’t expecting to see him again and this soon.
I approached him about to check his pulse as I asked “Why are you here?” this time I was serious. I wanted a serious answer. He was silent for a few seconds but he replied softly “I’m here to see you.”
“Aren’t you threw with me? I mean I was just another girl, right? I’m not stupid. I understand how it works.” I told him truthfully.
“Please take off your jacket and shirt.” I told him as I readied my stethoscope. He smirked and teased “If you wanted me to strip you could’ve told me from the start.” He winked as he removed his leather jacket and shirt. Zen being the victim of
my feelings made me feel all hot and bothered by the sight of him shirtless.
I mean who wouldn’t want to see the person they love shirtless?
I placed the stethoscope above his hard rock chest and tried finding his heart beat. “In truth,” he started making it hard for me to listen carefully to his heart beat. “This heart of mine beats for you.” he unexpectedly said as I heard his heart beat clear as day.
The both of us were quiet from his corny confession. It was totally unlike Zen but it managed to pull a few heartstrings, even butterflies invaded my stomach. The few days of knowing Zen, he’s a hard to read person but I knew in this moment that he had feelings for me because he wasn’t making eye contact and he was even blushing. Who would’ve known the notorious bad boy Zen could blush?
I removed the stethoscope from my ears as I started lightly laughing, this caught Zen’s attention thinking that I was laughing at his corny confession but to be honest I was just happy. He frowned as he put on his shirt and jacket and said “Forget anything I said.” As he started making his way towards the exit. But before he could reach the entrance I dashed towards him and wrapped my arms around his torso making him stop walking.
“I’m sorry… I’m just happy.” I said as a huge smile made its way onto my face as I buried my head into the back of his leather jacket. Smelling him made me even happier.
He removed my hands as he turned around to face me. This time I was completely off guard by the genuine smile on his face, he looked even more handsome. “Next time don’t leave without saying goodbye.” he told me, he was talking about my walk-of-shame.
He cupped my face as he leaned in for a kiss. God, I missed these lips of his. These lips that have stolen lots of kisses from me, now I only yearn for them. The kiss was sweet but passionate and I enjoyed every bit of it. I couldn’t help but smile like an idiot when he pulled away.
“Have you ever had sex here?” he whispered as he started taking off his jacket but I quickly smacked his shoulder and said “I told you I’m here to work not to fool around.”
