Blaire.When April picked me up in my house, I wasn’t expecting her to be with some guys, whom she introduced as Jasper Litton and Elias Johnson. She was dating Elias on and off. Jasper was his friend.On my way out of the house, I saw Zach’s car parked up front, which meant he was home all day. That was strange. I was expecting him to go to the party with Stephanie Bell wrapped all over him.“Was that Z Reed’s car?” Elias asked, pointing at Zach’s car before he drove off.I wanted to deny it, but Zach was the only one who drove an Aston Martin to school. Plus, his plate number says “ZEE,” so it was pretty much a giveaway.“Yeah, it is,” I answered quietly.“What’s it doing in your house?” Jasper Litton asked.“Z is actually her brother, right, Blaire?”“What?!” both boys asked in shock.“I know. I couldn’t believe it at first too,” April said.“How did that happen? You have different surnames,” Elias said.“It’s not impossible. And it happens a lot,” I said. I couldn’t go tell strang
Jasper said that loud enough for everybody to hear. I watched Zach’s face. He held his angry expression in place. He didn’t change it, like whatever Jasper said didn’t affect him at all.“Stay away from her!” he warned him again.Zach shook off Drake’s arms around him. Then he walked toward me. I was struggling to catch my breath as everybody watched us.Zach looked down at me, his face was crimson, but his expression was unreadable.“Let’s go,” his voice was low, thick with emotions. I couldn’t say no.I simply nodded, and I felt him take my hand and pull me toward the exit. I walked behind him quietly. He held the door out open for me. I got into his car without a word of protest.We drove silently. He was staring up ahead, and his knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel so hard. I was confronted by mixed emotions. Some more powerful than the others. I was angry at Jasper for being so brazen. I was furious at him for pointing out to Zach that he was just jealous because
BlaireZach looked at me with a shocked and confused expression on his face.“Baby girl…” he breathed.“Shut up!” I said, and then I leaned forward, my face descending toward his, and I mashed my lips against his.It took him about three seconds to react, to realize what I was doing. Once he got over the shock, I felt his arms circle around me and pulled me in closer. He leaned up and devoured my lips hungrily.He pulled me down to him, causing me to grind on him. Immediately, he turned rock hard under his jeans. I moaned against his lips as I felt the heavy sensation between my thighs as juices started to flow.The seat moved backward as he pressed the button to give us more room. Then he pulled me toward him again and continued kissing me feverishly.He nuzzled my neck. I held on to him for support. I moaned when I felt him suck at the base of my neck. I would be full of hickeys again in the morning, and this time I was actually looking forward to it. Kiss marks were his way of mark
Gently, Zach held me by the waist and lifted me off him. I went back to the passenger seat and adjusted my skirt. I saw my underwear on the side of his seat. I was about to get it, but Zach beat me to it.“Zach, give it back!” I said.He gave me a naughty smile and then shoved it in his pocket before adjusting back his seat.“Zach!” I protested.“Shhh…” he said. “You soaked my jeans. I get to keep your underwear.”I was blushing ten shades of red, but instead of feeling ashamed, I kind of felt kinky. Only Zach could do this to me.He started driving. I didn’t care where we were going. I knew I would go anywhere with him.As we sped off to wherever he planned to take me, I realized that Jasper Litton was wrong.Zach could have me. And damn what happened in the morning. Before this night was over, I knew I would definitely be Zach’s.***Zach parked his car in front of the shed, the little haven he built for himself. I felt heady when I remembered the memories we had in this place. This
Zach continued to hump me, pressing the base of his cock on my sensitive clit over and over. I lost my breath as I came down from my orgasm, only to be lifted high once again—my third one for the night.“Oh my god, Zach…”I felt more juices escape from my pussy, lubricating my already wet entrance even more. Then I felt the head of his cock in my opening.He stared at me intently. Then he pushed himself in me, as gently as he could. The pleasure I felt was replaced with a tearing pain.“Awww!” I screamed, pulling Zach to me, holding on to him for comfort.“I’m sorry, baby girl,” he whispered. “I’m sorry.”Then in one final push that gave me a pain that felt like I was going to be torn in half, he bottomed out on me. For a couple of seconds that felt like a hundred years, none of us dared to move.He propped up on his elbows so he could look at me in the eyes. He smiled at me apologetically. Then he reached up and wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks.“You’re so fucking tight,” h
Blaire.When I opened my eyes, I looked directly into his. The look of lust on his face was potent, primal. He drove forward, a little harder and a little deeper, making me moan louder.“Give me what I want, baby girl,” he said. “I’m not going to last long. But I need you to cum again. I want to feel you cum around my cock.”“Zach…” I moaned. “Please!”I wanted him to move faster, to drive in me deeper. I looked at him with pleading eyes. He slowly shook his head. He wasn’t going to lose control. He was being careful not to hurt me.He leaned forward and sucked on one of my nipples, causing me to moan even louder. I could feel it inside me, building in intensity. Each thrust, he hit me deeper and put pressure on my clit at the same time. Zach was taking me to heights I had never been to before. Slowly, but surely.With one deep thrust, I suddenly lost control. I was pushed toward the edge again. I screamed his name over and over as I lost control of my own body. My whole body rocked,
Zach.I opened my eyes as soon as I felt the sunrays hit my bare skin. Immediately, as if on instinct, my arms went to the side of the bed. I only felt the firm mattress and the soft bed covers beside me. Immediately, I bolted up from bed, trying to piece together my surroundings and the vivid memories I had of last night.I saw the old bed cover on the floor. I sighed in relief. At least I knew I didn’t just dream last night. It really happened; it had been real. And the evidence of that was on the floor. I remembered she insisted we change the bed covers because it was soaked in our passion juices and her blood—the blood of lost innocence.I walked toward the cabinet to put on a fresh pair of boxer shorts. Then I went to the bathroom, hoping she was there.When she wasn’t, I quickly checked out the bedroom floor again to check if the clothes we wore last night were still there. I was relieved to see that they were. I quickly brushed my teeth and then walked down the stairs to look f
Zach. I kneeled between her thighs. Then I took hold of both her legs and place them on my shoulders. She bit her lip in anticipation. “You ready for me, baby girl?” I asked her. She nodded. I gave her a triumphant grin and then started pumping into her. Fast! Hard! Deep! “Oh my god… Za-Zach!” She was screaming. I became relentless. She asked me to fuck her hard, and I was doing exactly what she wanted. Who knew she had a kinky side? “Zach! I’m going to—” She didn’t finish that sentence. I felt her pussy tighten three times more, sucking me in, gripping my cock like a vise. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Like I was going to. I didn’t think I would ever stop. Not now. Not ever. She was mine, and I wanted to make sure she knew it. I pumped into her like a piston. She was moaning in the relentless pleasure I was giving her. I struggled for control, holding my breath, and focused on holding m