Addicted

Chapter 59.

He collapses on top of me, burying his head in my neck. I'm breathing heavily, matching his own breathing, both of us trying to catch our breath. Once he has sufficiently caught his breath he leans back and kisses me. I can feel all of his appreciation into this one kiss.

"Are you okay?" he asks against my lips. He pulls out of me slowly and I wince. "Sorry," he adds, and he lays down on his side next to me, propping his head up on his arm.

I grin up at him. I feel so warm and full of light. I stretch out my limbs, testing each of them. I was sore in between my thighs, but apart from that I was okay. I nod my head and watch his smile grow.

"How... how was that for you?" he asks, impishly. His eyes are relaxed but intense as they wait for a response.

"Good," I say with a wide grin. I was happy and felt oddly closer to Zac now.

"Just good?" he asks. His eyes are down casted. I lean onto my side to face him and inch my face closer and closer to his.

"Very, very good," I say when my lips almost touch his. His mouth his open, waiting for me. I finally tilt my chin up and let myself meet his lips. He kisses the side of my mouth, them my cheeks, placing quick kisses all over my face and I giggle. He wraps his arms around me, and we face each other smiling sheepishly.

"How was it... uh- how was it for you?" I ask.

His eyes search all over my face and he shakes his head lightly.

"Words cannot comprehend..." his eyes stop at my lips. If it was even possible, my smile grows, and desire pulls in my lower stomach with his eyes staring at my lips.

He pulls away to take the condom off, tying a knot at the opening and I notice the red around it. I sit up quickly, looking between my legs and noticing the blood that pulled there.

"Shit! I am so sorry," I say.

I close my legs together, leaning into my knees in an upwards foetal position.

He sits up with me, not knowing what I was referring to until his eyes focused on my sheets.

"Don't be," he shakes his head. His hand raises up and he brushes the hair off my neck and plants a light kiss there. "It's natural." He continues kissing my neck, planting soft kisses. Even with his calming words, I was still a little embarrassed, but as he continued to kiss me, that embarrassment vanished, replaced with another feeling.

A wave of sensation radiates throughout my body, causing goose bumps to rise on my skin and my nipples to grow hard. He continues kissing my neck, rising his mouth higher and higher, nipping my earlobe lightly and I moan low in my throat.

"Can we do it again?" I ask, my voice lazy.

He chuckles against my throat.

"You're such the wanton creature," he murmurs, and continues kissing my neck, lightly. I moan when he reaches just above my collarbone and nips the skin there with his teeth.

I wanted more of him, I wanted him all over again.

Abruptly, I grasp him by the chin and consume his mouth in mine. We clash together and are a series of teeth, lips and tongues.

His long beautiful fingers reach around and gently massages my clitoris, circling slowly and lightly and my stomach muscles clench. I open my legs up wider, allowing him access yet again.

With my own hand I move it in between his own legs and grip him. As soon as my hand makes contact, I hear him exhale a breath between his teeth. Already he was moving his hips to meet the up and down motion of my hand and I watched, feeling myself rise as I did.