STOP AND READ THIS! WARNING. This chapter is rated M for sexual content in like, a big way. But since the rest of the story is firmly T and will stay that way, I'm not going to change the rating on the whole story. So if you're not interested in reading smut, you can skip over this chapter. I promise you don't miss anything, there's zero plot here.
So now we've got that out of the way, here we go. The chapter we've all been waiting for really.
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'Zoe.' Wade says, surprised, he notices her fingers clench and unclench as she stares at him.
'Why aren't you wearing a shirt?' Zoe blurts out, Wade resists the urge to smile as her face flushes in embarrassment.
'I spilt my beer.' Wade explains, which seemed to snap Zoe out of her embarrassment. She makes a face.
'Of course you did.'
'Yeah.' Wade grins. 'Do you wanna come in, or are you happy out there with the mosquitoes?'
Zoe considers it for the longest time, before she nods and walks past him into the house, Wade catches a whiff of her perfume as she passes him by.
Based on the determined look on Zoe's face, Wade has started to brace himself for some kind of difficult conversation. So needless to say he is taken aback when Zoe hooks an arm around his neck and pulls him in for a kiss. Wade gives a surprised gasp before his hands came up to her sides. Wade twitches when Zoe's fingers traced his sides as her other hand comes to a rest at the small of his back, her touch against his bare skin combined with the taste of her tongue as she opens her lips to him makes him light headed as all the blood in his body rushes south.
Wade's hands run over Zoe's sides and down over the curvature of her ass. He gets a good grip on her thighs before he lifts her up. Zoe breaks away for a moment as she readjusts her grip on his shoulders, her legs wind their way around Wade's hips as he walks to the couch. Wade takes the opportunity to press a series of kisses to her jaw, sucking and nipping at her pulse point.
Wade falls backwards over the arm of the couch with a thump, after a moment Zoe sits up in his lap, a movement against his groin that had him whimpering. 'Help me with my top.' Zoe mutters. Wade, who'd been keen to get her out of her clothes from the minute she kissed him, nods enthusiastically and starts searching her back for a zipper. He takes the opportunity to dig his nose through her hair and kiss her neck.
'No, the zipper's on the front.' Zoe gasps, but she makes no real move to push him back.
'You sure?' Wade asks, his breath hot against her neck.
'I think I know where my own zippers are.'
'That's- that's not what I meant.' Wade replies as he sits back so he can see her face. Zoe smiles as she says yes, it is so soft and sweet that he just has to kiss her again.
After a minute Zoe once again pushes him back, reaching for her collar where the zipper starts. Wade starts to nod in agreement as the zipper comes down, slowly revealing inches of soft, tantalising skin. Zoe watches his face as she pulls the zipper all the way down and sheds her top. Even as she does this, one of Wade's hands finds its way to her covered breasts, and he presses soft kisses to her chest.
Wade surprises her then by standing up, a feat of strength considering she is still in his lap. He doesn't stay standing for long as he turns around and lowers her down onto the couch below him.
For a moment Wade hangs suspended over her. 'You're so beautiful.' He whispers before he descends. He has one hand on the couch by her head for support, as the other digs underneath her back, searching for the clasp on her bra. Zoe aids him in this quest by sitting up a fraction. Wade lowers himself to kiss her again, his tongue probing her mouth, she tastes like wine, but it isn't that which is making Wade feel lightheaded.
His fingers finally find the clasp and he breaks the kiss 'Aha!' he cries, Zoe starts to giggle at the sound, rapidly losing control of her laughter at the look on his face. Her laughter is infectious, soon Wade has his face pressed into the couch cushion next to her head to muffle his own laughter. His fingers scramble to release the clasp on her bra, but to no avail.
'God, you gotta stop that.' Zoe gasps, 'I think I'm gonna pass out here.'
'We can't have that.' Wade replies before he kisses her collarbone, it's a distraction, because the next thing Zoe knew, he was tickling her ribs. Wade grins as Zoe laughs and squirms under him. Her arms reach out towards him, as if she wants to give him some of his own medicine back, but she misses his stomach. Though on the way down her hand finds his cock instead, even the briefest of touches had Wade jumping. Zoe spots it and reaches out to grip him through his pants, immediately his hands cease to move and the laughter dies.
Zoe adjusts her grip and starts to massage his cock through his pants, she can feel him stiffen and swell. Zoe looks up at his face, Wade has his eyes closed and his mouth hung open. She smiles and shifts back so she can sit up. She can see Wade fighting to keep his breathing under control as she unzips his jeans. Zoe lets out a hum of approval at the sight of his erection straining against his boxers. She pulls his thick length out, using her thumb to spread the moisture of his precum over the head.
Zoe starts to stroke his length again, the combination of his moans and the feel of his slick heat compels her unzip her own pants and slip her other hand below her panties to tease her own clit in time with the movements of her hand on his penis.
When Wade finally opens his eyes he sees her other hand in her panties and moans loudly. 'You're so hot, doc.' Wade places one hand down next to her head as he lowers himself over her petite frame, his arm slowly works its way underneath her neck as he starts to kiss her again, swallowing her breathy moans and pants with his tongue. She feels his other hand on her wrist, following it down into her panties so he can feel what she is doing to her clit. In a brief moment of clarity Zoe realises she'll have to throw these panties away after tonight, doubtless they're stretched out beyond use by now. At that moment the rough pads of his fingers slip past her own and find her entrance, probing it briefly before he slid one finger deep inside.
Zoe gasps, her hand on his cock stills and tightens as sparks erupt throughout her body and her mind blanks. Wade doesn't seem to mind, he keeps thrusting into her stationary hand, his rhythm matched by the finger he has crooked inside her. After a few moments he draws the finger out, and then without warning thrusts back in with two fingers.
'Wade,' Zoe whispers against his lips, Wade grunts as he continues to thrust into her hand. He's close. He wants her to be closer though so he reaches out with his thumb, forcing it between her fingers to find her clit. They don't last much longer, it's sweaty and cramped and she's got almost no room to move. But her climax continues to build toward the peak in time with his. Wade presses forward even more to kiss her again, and with that she comes, bucking hard underneath him as he continues to massage her inner walls with his fingers. Barely seconds later his lips break away and he comes with a jerk over her stomach.
'Oh shit.' Wade swears, scrambling to climb off of her. Wade reaches out to grab some tissues from the box on the coffee table. Zoe watches as he wipes his cum off of her stomach. He looks up and spots her watching him, 'I didn't think you'd appreciate me jerking off on your designer pants, sorry.' He mumbles.
'Come here.' Zoe pulls him closer for a kiss. At that moment they both hear Wade's phone ring.
'Goddammit.' Wade swears, looking around for his phone.
'Hurry up and find it.' Zoe urges.
'It'll stop in a second.' Wade replies with a wave of his hand.
'Find it and switch that thing off.' Zoe insists. 'I don't want interruptions.'
Wade grins and stands up. He takes a moment to tuck his penis back into his pants before he starts to dig through his crap looking for the phone.
Wade finally finds his phone behind the table he keeps his TV on, he turns it off with force. By that point Zoe's left the couch. The door to the bathroom is ajar, he hears the water switch off and a minute later the door swings open and Zoe appears in nothing but her bra. Wade's mouth suddenly feels very dry.
'I had to throw my panties out, they were kinda ruined.' Zoe explains.
'I'm really trying hard to be sorry about that.' Wade replies, watching her as she walks towards the foot of the bed. She climbs on, crawling to the head of the bed on her hands and knees, in the process Wade gets a really great look at her ass. She stops and looks around, her hair obscures her teasing smile.
'Are you gonna just stand there all night?'
In his haste to strip out of his pants and climb onto the bed, Wade trips and falls to the floor, coming within millimetres of whacking his head on the wooden sides of his bed. This would be a very ignominious end to the night, he decides. Wade rolls over onto his back and laughs at the look on Zoe's face when she appears above him.
'Are you okay?'
'Yeah, definitely.' Wade replies as he sits up. Zoe reaches out and runs a hand through his hair, checking for a bump. He turns his head to press a kiss to the inside of her wrist. Wade hears her sharp intake of breath before he slips his own hand into her hair and pulls her in for the kiss.
Zoe breaks away after a minute, shaking her head. 'I'm not having sex on the floor, get up here.'
Wade maintains eye contact as he stands up and pulls his comforter back. He keeps thinking about how amazing she is, and how lucky he is to be here in this moment. Zoe distracts him from his thoughts by pulling him down for another kiss. Wade's hands move to her covered chest as her legs part to accommodate his hips. He can feel her wet heat against the base of his stomach.
'Why'd you leave this on?' Wade asks, curious. He traces the top of the bra cups with a finger, feeling the beat of her heart strong beneath his hand.
'You failed so badly with it the first time, I thought you'd want a chance to make up for it.' Zoe teases, Wade cocks an eyebrow and lowers himself to kiss the top of her breasts.
'Or, better idea. You take it off and save me the angst?'
'Hmm, no.'
'I bet I could convince you.' Wade says, resting his chin in the valley between her breasts.
'Really?' Zoe doesn't sound convinced. But she is still smiling so Wade suspects she's just egging him on a bit.
'Yeah, I could.'
'Do your worst, Wade Kinsella. You're gonna be the one taking this bra off of me.' Zoe said, challenging him. Wade smiles and presses another kiss to her chest.
'Hm. I was thinking that I'd do my best instead, see where that gets me.' He murmurs. With that Wade moves farther down the bed. He reaches out with one hand for her ankle and runs his hand over the smooth expanse of her leg. Wade lifts the leg up and presses a hard, sucking kiss at the jut of her hip, before he hooks the leg over his shoulder.
Zoe's breathing has picked up at the obvious signs of his intent. Wade runs his other hand down the centre of her belly and over her mound, already he can feel that she's wet and willing. He is tempted for a moment to move back up her body and sink himself into her willing depths, but that isn't the game they are playing.
'Take off the bra.' Wade commands in a soft voice, Zoe shakes her head quickly. Wade moves one finger between he folds, sliding it through the accumulated moisture until he reaches her entrance. 'Come on, Doc.'
'No.' Zoe replies, her voice ringing loud and clear. Wade vows that he's going to change that answer. He lowers his chin next to his hand at her entrance. Slowly and deliberately he sinks two fingers into her pussy, and at the same time he licks a long stripe up and over the clit.
Zoe bucks and lets out a long moan, Wade moves his other arm over her hips to hold her in place as he sucks at her clit. In short time his hand and face are soaked in her salty moisture, he can feel it running down his hand as he massages her internal walls. The muscles in his arm bulge as he battles to hold her in place. And just as her moans rise to a cacophony that surely would wake the entire county, Wade breaks away and slips his fingers out, panting for breath as he looks back up at her furious and wild eyes.
'What the hell? Wade!'
'Take it off.' He insists.
'Oh, I knew you were an asshole.' She swears, twisting his sheets in her fists. Wade leans down and bites at her clit, Zoe moans again, the sound shooting straight to his cock. Wade really hopes she caves soon because he's close to the edge himself.
'You were so close, I could feel it.' Wade breathes, his warm breath playing over her hypersensitive flesh. 'Come on, Zoe. Who really loses here?'
He can see Zoe is wavering, so Wade inserts one finger into her pussy again, stroking in and out in a slow rhythm that's just shy of what she needs.
'Ugh, fine!' Zoe snaps, Wade grins as she sits up and makes short work of the bra, Zoe throws it away and glares at him.
'What?'
'I swear if you don't make me come soon, I'm-' Zoe's words come to a strangled halt when he thrusts his tongue into her pussy, he opens his mouth wide to scrape over her clit with his teeth once more before his thumb presses down on the bundle of nerves. Zoe's thighs tighten around his head as he eats her out, driven on by the fantastic sounds she keeps making. Just before she reaches her peak, Wade returns his mouth to her clit, and at the same time he drives three fingers inside. He curls them around, searching for her g spot. Wade finds it as his tongue flicks her clit, and she comes over his hand with a long and drawn out moan of relief. Wade moves his mouth away, but leaves his fingers in place to massage her through her orgasm.
Wade crawls up her body, stopping at her breasts. 'Hello there.' He smiles and licks and sucks at her nipples as Zoe brings a hand up to his head, running her fingers through his hair. Wade winks at her and sets to work on giving her a hickey on the underside of her breast.
'Really? How am I supposed to explain this to all of my other lovers?' Zoe teases as he examines his handiwork.
'That they should try harder. Because I'm out to make you mine.' Wade promises, Zoe pulls him up to her level so she can kiss him. After a few minutes, Wade pulls away and presses his forehead to hers. 'We can stop here, if you want. We don't have to go all the way tonight. I can wait.'
'Well I can't.' Zoe replies, she pushes at his shoulder, rolling him over onto his back. His erection bobs in the air, hard and throbbing. He's insanely close already 'You got a condom?' she asks.
'Uh, hold on.' Wade rolls off the bed and searches the floor for his wallet. He checks there with no luck. 'Just, don't move.' he turns and disappears into the bathroom, after a minute of banging and shuffling he appears with a box of condoms, looking relieved. Wade pulls one out and drops the rest to the floor as he rolls back onto the bed.
Zoe plucks the condom from his fingers and tells him to lie down again. Wade watches as she tears the packet open. She gives his cock a couple of quick jerks before she rolls the condom over his length. Zoe straddles his legs and takes his length in hand. Wade's hands come to rest on her thighs, but he's content to watch her control the pace as she slowly sinks down, taking him in inch by inch. For a moment he has to close his eyes and breathe deep, she's so hot and tight that he fears he might just come straight away.
Zoe leans forward, using his shoulders as leverage as she starts up a slow and deliberate rhythm. Wade moves into action, one hand comes up to massage her breasts, his thumb working her taut nipples over as his other hand finds her clit. Her head darts up from where she'd been watching his cock disappear inside her body to meet his eyes.
Wade's about to open his mouth and speak when she starts to talk instead. 'You feel so good inside me Wade, I've been thinking about this for weeks now.' She hisses as he started to thrusts in time with her movements, her words driving him to the brink. 'I'm close, Wade, so close.' She pants, Wade works harder on her clit, desperate to hurry her along before he finishes, until finally she jerks and shudders in his arms, her inner walls squeeze his own orgasm out. He comes with a grunt and a curse, pressing his face into her shoulder as his world whites out. After, Wade flops back against the pillows, sucking in air.
Zoe rolls off of him and Wade disposes of the used condom into the bin. Wade then falls back onto the bed next to Zoe. There's a gap between them, which she breaches first by reaching out for his hand. Wade smiles and nods off to sleep like that.
