by M. L. Smith
“I suppose you are the boss. There is no one to give you a good telling off!”
“True. Cheers, Jennifer!”
After another bottle of Prosecco, we were cracking jokes. I felt so happy in his company. I wished he would take more hooky days so I could hang out with him.
“Well, what shall we do now, Jenny?” he asked as his bright blue eyes sparkled mischievously.
“What about a game of snooker?”
“Good idea. I haven’t played for ages.”
We headed into the games room. Zack set up the snooker table as I admired him from behind.
“Are you staring at my butt, Miss Black?” he asked me, not turning around.
He knew I was checking him out and he let me. I watched as he chalked up a cue in an erotic way. Turning around, his tongue darted out to wet his lips. He blew the chalk off the end of the cue as my pulse raced.
“Err no, of course not, Mr Cole! Okay, I was!” I giggled, covering my face with my hands.
“It’s okay, I have checked yours out many, many times, Miss Black!” he laughed loudly.
His blue eyes flashed wickedly. Taking off his hoodie, he draped it on the back of a chair. I wanted to run my hands down his rippling taut biceps. Zack’s arms were like the rest of him, completely gorgeous. His tattoo just peeked out of the sleeve of his t-shirt. Blood seemed to heat up through my aroused body.
Taking a gulp, I grabbed a cue and broke the game.
“Good shot, Miss Black!” he smiled, looking at my mouth.
I licked my lips nervously as I waited for him to take his shot.
We were level pegging in our game. I used to play pool regularly against my brother Jack. I was also fiercely competitive.
As I leaned over to take a tricky shot, he came behind me and gently touched the tops of my arms to help me get the shot. My skin turned hot at his soft touch. His groin pressed into my bottom. It felt like a jolt of adrenaline passing quickly through me. His hand slid down my arm slowly. His touch was so slow and tentative. A small moan escaped my throat. I coughed, trying to cover up the noise.
“There you go, just lean in a bit more, Jennifer,” he whispered as his large body pinned me to the table.
I swallowed as my heart rate quickened and a dull ache throbbed uncomfortably between my legs. His lips brushed my ear.
“Oh god!” he muttered as a deep moan escaped his beautiful mouth.
I managed to take the shot and felt his erection pressing into me. I wanted him so much and he was clearly really turned on. His sweet breath tickled at my neck as I felt his heart pounding.
I breathed out noisily as I realised that I had been holding my breath. I pictured him spreading me wide on the snooker table and thrusting into me really hard. My underwear grew damp with my arousal. Swallowing, I tried to push the erotic image out of my mind. Straightening up, I tried to compose myself. I must have looked a horny mess!
He stood back up and his hand touched his crotch to adjust his jeans, trying to relieve the pressure of his growing erection. His cheeks also flushed red. I looked away from him.
We continued our game, laughing nervously. He narrowly beat me. Zack shook my hand and gave me a kiss on the cheek. His lips were warm and soft on my skin.
“Not bad for a girl!” he laughed, looking down at me.
With his height he must do that a lot.
He gave me a cheeky wink. Heavy tension hung in the air between us. We both seemed really nervous each trying to anticipate the other’s next move.
“Zack, I know what this house would be fabulous for.”
“What pray tell?”
“Hide and seek!”
“What, are we twelve?”
“Scared I will beat you, Zack?” I said.
“You do know that you are looking at the New Orleans junior champion hide and seeker 1985!”
“Shall we make a little wager, Mr Cole?” I asked him in my best seductive voice.
“Yes, why not? What did you have in mind, Miss Black?”
“Err, the winner gets a massage from the loser!” I brazenly replied.
Where the hell did that come from?
I waited for his reply with a red face.
“Ooh, sounds kinky! You are most definitely on, Miss Black!”
“Okay, you can go first. I will wait here and count to one hundred. Get going then, Mr Cole!” I stepped forward and slapped his sexy arse quite hard.
He looked back at me, grinning.
Zack didn't need telling twice as he bolted out of the games room slamming the door behind him. I counted slowly to one hundred and flung the door open.
“I’m coming, ready or not!” I shouted feeling drunk and giddy.
I went into the large dining room and checked behind the curtains as they were the only place he could hide in there. I checked the snug, his study and the lounge. There was no sign of him. Creeping quietly up the stairs, I strained my ears for any noise to give away his location.
The sexy bastard was very good at this.
Going into the family bathroom, I realised he wasn’t there. I checked each bedroom in turn until I got to Scarlett’s room.
I looked under the bed, in the wardrobes and in her en-suite.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a tiny movement in a large window seat located underneath the bay window.
I ran over and flung the seat up to find him crunched up in the window seat. How the hell he fit his large frame into there, I had no idea.
He needed to add contortion to his many impressive skills.
“Ha! I found you. I thought you were the champion!” I giggled as he freed himself from his hiding place.
He took my hand as I pulled him out of the tight space. Zack clambered out and kissed me quickly on the lips. His soft lips surprised me as he ran off down the hallway.
My heart was pounding as I touched my mouth gently.
“It’s your turn now, Jennifer!” I heard his fading voice shout as he headed back to the games room.
I had a quick look upstairs and decided on hiding under his bed. I could crunch myself up really small and hopefully he wouldn’t find me.
Quickly sliding under the bed, I stifled a giggle at how ridiculous this day had turned out.
“Coming ready or not!” he shouted in his slow sexy Southern drawl.
I held my breath as I heard him moving from room to room downstairs. Then I heard him bounding like a kid up the stairs. He was getting nearer and nearer.
Suddenly the door was flung open and he ran into the room. He looked in his en-suite and then he disappeared for quite a while as he looked in his vast walk in wardrobe. I saw his bare feet as he walked around the edge of the bed. Even his feet were beautiful.
I couldn’t breathe as my heart beat steadily in my chest. God, I felt like I was about ten again.
Suddenly I saw his beautiful eyes staring at me as he crouched down. They danced around as the edges crinkled up.
Busted!
“I found you, smarty pants!” he laughed as he pulled me by the ankles from under his bed.
“It’s a draw, then!”
“As your punishment, Miss Black, you will be tickled until you beg me for mercy!” he told me, grinning wickedly.
“No! Please, I hate being tickled!” I giggled as he touched my ribs and under my arms.
He pinned me to the floor spread-eagled. Jesus, he was heavy.
“Please stop, Zack! I beg you, mercy!” I shouted when I could take no more torture.
My throat was dry from laughing so hard. Suddenly he stopped and he was still lying on top of me. He put a palm flat on the floor so he didn’t crush me.
Our laughter faded as we looked at each other. I was trapped under him and I couldn’t move a muscle.
His heart was beating quickly. I held my breath as he stared at me. My chest tightened. It felt like he could see into my soul. He pulled back from me and brushed a stray hair from my face tenderly. His eyes swept over every detail of
my face.
“You do know how tickle sessions always end?” he whispered.
“No. How do they always end?” I giggled.
“Epic, intense, earth shattering, raw, primal, amazing, completely unforgettable sex!” he told me, staring into my eyes.
“Oh, do they, Zack?”
“Yes, Jennifer or Jenny, I don’t really mind. I am being deadly serious.”
Our eyes locked together and I could feel that he was aroused by his enormous erection. My legs were spread as he rested comfortably between them. I felt wet as my mind pictured him inside me. My heart thudded as I throbbed for him.
I really, really wanted him to kiss me.
Then at last, thank god, he finally did.
Chapter Five
His soft lips made contact with mine. First his kiss was gentle and sweet then his hot tongue entered my very willing mouth. I ran my fingers through his silky hair. It felt so good to finally touch it. Jesus, he tasted lovely, so sweet. Zack ground up against me as I pushed my hips towards him. My clit pulsed uncomfortably in my jeans and I pressed up to him to relieve some of the pressure. I closed my eyes and submitted my senses to the intense pleasure of his kiss. He moaned softly. His eyes were closed, showing off his long eyelashes.
Our mouths were pressed together tightly as I responded to his beautiful mouth. I never wanted the gorgeous kiss to end.
We came up for air briefly before he kissed me again. Jesus, he was some kisser. My pants grew wetter as I writhed beneath his gentle touch. I sucked his tongue as it explored my mouth. Our mouths devoured each other hungrily. We kissed like our life depended on it. Our tongues twisted over and over as our kiss deepened. I clasped him by his hair to me, totally lost in the wonderful moment. All the pent up desire I had been feeling towards him made its sweet release.
I just had to have him. I couldn’t wait any longer.
He pulled back and looked at me, grinning sweetly. His blue eyes had a dangerous glint in them. Zack’s fingers stroked my face.
I stared up at him mesmerised by his tender touch. Breathing heavily, he kissed my cheek gently.
“Fuck me, Jennifer, I have wanted to do that for a long, long time!” he whispered as he kissed along my jawline and continued down my neck.
He showered me with sweet kisses. His tongue licked my neck and nibbled me gently. I groaned softly. My body felt on fire as he touched me. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I held him tightly to me as if he was going to change his mind and suddenly pull away from me.
“Oh Zack, please don’t stop! I am so hot for you!” I panted as his long fingers started to undo my blouse.
He kissed the top of my exposed breast. I ran my hands up his taut back as I roughly pulled his t-shirt out of his jeans. His back felt ripped and really sexy. I scored my nails along it as he moaned sexily.
“Come on, let’s get onto the bed,” he whispered.
We both knelt on the bed looking deeply into each other’s eyes. He continued to undo my blouse with his nimble fingers. I shrugged it off and threw it onto the floor. Zack pulled his t-shirt over his head and I stared at his stunning body.
My nipples hardened as I looked at him. His eyes blazed intensely into me. Reaching forward slightly I touched his chest running my fingers over his pectorals and abs, they rippled and flexed. His nipples pebbled at my touch.
I traced every beautiful contour of his body.
His skin felt really hot.
“Jennifer, are you sure you want to do this?” he asked breathlessly.
His hand travelled up and touched my shoulder, taking down a bra strap. When he touched me, it felt so amazing. I felt like I could climax at any time.
“Yes, Zack. I can’t stand another night not knowing what you feel like deep inside me,” I panted as his fingers took down my other bra strap.
Did I really just say that out loud?
“You have a really dirty mouth, Miss Black!”
He hissed before his mouth covered mine. Our tongues twisted together in a frenzied dance. Eventually we pulled away from each other, gasping.
My libido was breaking out into an Olympic sprint and he was the gold fucking medal.
“It will be even dirtier when it’s on you, my tongue running all over your beautiful body, my lips kissing you, tasting you, pleasuring you in the way I have dreamt about.”
“Jesus, Jennifer! Do you want me to come already?” he whispered looking at me with heavy lidded eyes.
Kissing my shoulders, he reached behind me and unclasped my bra. Pulling it away from me, he gasped as he tossed it onto the floor. His eyes grew wide and greedy as he looked at my large breasts. He couldn’t seem to stop looking at them. I couldn’t wait for him to touch them. Leaning forward, I touched his chest again and traced my finger along his sexy tattoo.
“I have never wanted someone so much,” he panted.
“I’m mad for you, Mr Cole,” I whispered shyly.
His soft hand stroked my cheek in a loving way. He pushed me gently back onto the bed. Zack trailed hot open-mouthed kisses slowly down my neck. He kissed my breasts, cupping them in his large hands. Then he moaned. His thumbs circled my nipples and he took one into his mouth, flicking his tongue across it. His mouth felt so hot against my skin and his tongue so skilled.
Shock waves rode through my hyper-aroused body. He sucked my nipple gently. His tongue lashed back and forth over it. He hallowed his cheeks out as he took more of my breast into his mouth. Flashes of light flared behind my eyes as I came quickly. My body flexed restlessly against his.
“You made me come already, Zack!” I whispered.
I twisted my hands roughly through his thick hair. My legs wrapped around his rock hard body. His desire for me threatened to burst out of his jeans.
He fiddled with the zip on my jeans and pulled them quickly down my legs. I reached forward to undo his jeans. The buttons popped open deliciously as he shrugged out of them. He climbed off the bed standing at the side as I pulled his boxer shorts slowly down his toned legs.
I stroked his legs and stared down at his enormous erection stretching past his navel. My mouth dropped open and started watering as I gaped at his Adonis form.
Fuck me! Gorgeous!
He truly was perfection standing right in front of me, ripe for the picking. His body was beautifully groomed.
“Do you like what you see Jennifer?” he whispered, pumping his hand up and down his extremely impressive erection.
“Oh yes. Please turn around, Zack.”
He grinned at me and turned around. I gasped as I saw his naked arse. It was the most pert juicy behind I had ever seen.
“Your arse is gorgeous. Jesus! My mouth is watering!” I giggled.
He climbed back on the bed. My hand grasped him tightly as I wrapped my fingers around him. He thickened under my touch. I moved my hand up and down pumping him with my fist. I nibbled his neck, licking, tasting him, bathing my senses in his scent.
“Oh Jennifer, that feels amazing!” he whispered, biting my neck gently.
Desire rushed around my body in huge waves. He pushed me down onto the bed and pulled my pants gently down my legs. I was soaking wet with arousal and ready for him. Anticipation coursed through my veins. I felt like I was dreaming that none of it was actually real.
“You are wet, baby,” he whispered.
He kissed my feet gently, then my knees, caressing the backs of them then he continued up my inner thigh. I lay back on the bed with my heart racing. He positioned himself between my open legs and stared down at my clit. His beautiful blue eyes danced around the sunlit room.
“So beautiful, so tight, so wet.”
He kissed up my body and pulled me into another kiss, gripping my neck with one hand. I kissed him back with passion and wanting. His tongue made love to my mouth. He touched my clit gently and pushed a long finger easily into me. I gasped at the wonderful feeling as he moved it quickly in and out of me. His finger thrust deeply into my velvety wetness. He b
uilt up the pressure moving his finger in and out as his thumb massaged my clit. I fisted the bedding as I writhed around. I knew I was going to come again. He carried on as I tightened around his touch. His eyes bored into me as I surrendered my body to him.
My body arched off the bed as the climax hit me. No one had ever made me come so quickly before just by doing that.
I felt flushed and drunk with desire. I panted as my body recovered from the amazing orgasm.
“Sit on my face, beautiful. I want to taste you.”
He saw my hesitation but just smiled at me. It felt a bit intimate for a first time but what the hell! I clambered up his gorgeous body and positioned myself over his lovely mouth. He grasped my bottom with his hands as I grabbed hold of the headboard. His stubble tickled the soft skin at the top of my legs. He trailed soft kisses up my inner thigh then he kissed my clit. A sharp pang of pleasure shot through me. Zack sucked my clit and flicked his tongue over and over me.
He wasn’t gentle, he wasn’t rough, he was just perfect.
My body writhed above him as I was transported to another level of pure sweet pleasure. He teased my body with his tongue over and over as he eagerly dipped in and out of me quickly. Zack pulled my outer lips apart as he pushed even deeper into my welcome wetness. He hummed softly.
His hands gripped my hips gently as he pulled me further into his gorgeous mouth. He took his time with small licks and nibbles. It was absolute heaven. He seemed in no hurry to rush things. I rocked my hips further into him as he delved deeper and deeper. His tongue probed beautifully into me.
Throwing my head back, I closed my eyes in a dream-like trance. The rhythm of his tongue was mesmerising and hypnotic.
It appeared that he was indeed a master of oral sex. I felt the most incredible orgasm building inside of me as my body clenched tightly at the sensation. My nipples throbbed.
“Oh Zack,” I screamed as another powerful climax rushed ruthlessly through me.
My legs were shaking as my hands tugged his thick hair. He sucked my clit deeply, flicking his tongue over me as I rolled my hips back and forth. My body rode out the intense breath-taking sensation.
