What starts out so innocently becomes M rated. So he took her to the movies and brings her back home to talk. What happens then? With that hint I'll let you guess. The story continues...
KTZLF! -adc
"So, you really want to…talk?" Zac asked when they got into his house following the movie.
"Actually," Vanessa started. "Actually I would really just like to go upstairs to bed."
Zac stopped in his tracks and looked at her. He was pretty sure their chat in the car before the movie had been enough to smooth things over from their two-week long disagreement. But he also knew that she wasn't ready to have their true make-up session either.
"You feelin' ok?" he asked without joking.
Vanessa stepped toward the couch in the living room and picked up the game controller that was sitting on the cushions. She held it out toward Zac and smiled. "Yeah, I think I'm just tired."
Zac held out his hand and took the device, flipping it over in his fingers. He looked down at the controller and patted it against one of his palms. "I was just playing a little to get my nervousness out before I came to pick you up."
He tossed the hard-plastic object into the recliner and sat down on the couch. Then he reached out and pulled Vanessa down into his lap.
She squealed just a little at his surprising action but only squirmed a bit when Zac wrapped his arms around her waist. She grasped hold of his hands and then leaned her head backwards onto his shoulder.
"Why were you nervous?" she asked honestly.
Zac laughed through his nose. "Hmmm, which reason do you want me to give? My girlfriend was ticked at me and I wasn't sure what kind of trap she was setting for me, making me come to her parents' house to pick her up. Is that enough?"
Vanessa smiled against his neck as she pressed her lips against his pulse. "I shouldn't have let it upset me." She closed her eyes and played with his fingers.
Zac let out a sigh. "I'm not giving it up completely. You know that? I mean it's something I enjoy doing and it just lets me get my mind off of reality for a little while."
Vanessa nodded. "I know. And I know you think I overreacted. But when I'm lying in bed, completely naked and waiting for you to come in and join me… and I fall asleep waiting for you…" she emphasized.
Zac cringed. There it was. He wondered where the breaking point had been. And he remembered that night vividly over fourteen days ago. He had wondered why she had been completely undressed when he came to bed.
Now he recalled that she had come into the living room that evening and whispered something in his ear. He thought back…the game had been so intense he had barely heard her whispering. What had she said? Zac closed his eyes trying his hardest to recall that one line.
Vanessa watched as his face contorted. "Zac?" she stopped her reminiscing when his face looked almost pained.
When his eyes opened and the color drained from his face she worried even more. "What's wrong?" she put a hand on each of his cheeks and just held his face in her hands.
His throat was practically closed by the knot of realization that hit him. He wouldn't look Vanessa in the eyes as he began trying to speak. "You told me that you needed me to…" he cleared his throat and continued to stare at the opposite wall. He wouldn't repeat the word she had used that night.
But the bigger issue was the fact that he hadn't reacted to her use of the profanity when she said it. His body hadn't responded because his mind had been so absorbed by the game that he didn't listen to what she had said.
Vanessa released her grip on his face when she knew what he was thinking about. "I just thought it might get your attention. We hadn't made love in nearly a week and I thought maybe you'd just like something a little different."
She leaned her forehead against his cheek and took a deep breath. The 'f' bomb didn't exist in their romantic world. It barely existed in their everyday language and that was solely in Zac's verbage. He could nearly count on his fingers and toes the number of times the dreaded word had escaped his lips in his 22 years.
Vanessa had used it twice. Both of those times had been with Zac. Both of those times were testing the waters of their sexual experiences. The first time was somewhat early in their relationship. She had asked him in a choked whisper if he wanted to do that to her.
Zac had responded that he would never treat her like that. And he told her that he never wanted to hear that word used between them again in reference to their love-making.
The second time she spoke the word had been that night, two weeks ago, when she was trying to get his attention.
"At first I thought you had gotten mad at me and just decided not to talk to me about it." Vanessa said. "Then after lying there naked for a half hour I realized you didn't hear me. So I just gave up and went on to sleep."
"What made you realize I wasn't listening to you?" Zac wondered.
"I know you Zac. The first time I used that word with you…you pulled out of me to make sure you had my attention, to tell me never to use it again. If you had been listening to me I would've never made it to the steps without you grabbing me, yelling at me or something."
Zac nodded his head and turned his face toward hers. "I get it now Nessa." He moved his hands from her waist to her shoulders and then let them glide to her neck to tangle in her hair. "If you ever have to resort to using that word again with me…I want you to take the entire game system out of the house right in front of me."
He held her face against his as he touched his lips to hers. "I want to make love to you Ness, let me try to make it up to you, please?"
Vanessa ran her hands through his hair and kept their foreheads plastered together. "Not tonight, ok? Just, let's go upstairs and get in bed and just be there together…and don't leave to come back down here when I go to sleep."
They looked eye to eye without smiles on either of their faces. Vanessa continued. "I just want to sleep in your arms all night. I haven't done that in a month." She whispered.
Zac took the hint, slid her off his lap and then stood to lead her to the stairs. Before Vanessa could put her foot on the first step Zac bent his knees and picked her up, cradling her in his arms. "Did I mention I missed you?" he nuzzled against her ear.
"Maybe just a couple of times." Vanessa smiled softly as his lips made contact with her earlobe and cheek.
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The dark-haired beauty kept a tight grip around her lover's neck as they made their way up the stairs and into the bedroom. Zac knew nothing more than loving caresses and gentle kisses would happen tonight but he was just happy to know now what had triggered the anger and frustrations.
As he stepped into the bedroom with Vanessa in his arms he had one other thought. "Greg doesn't know why you were really upset with me, does he?"
"Does he need to?" Vanessa offered back with a bit of an edge.
"No." Zac answered quickly and to the point. "What about your mom, or Stellz?"
Vanessa pushed on his shoulders urging him to put her down on the floor. "Nobody but me, and now you." She answered. "That's not really one that I'd like to share with anybody. Although I came close to telling Ashley but I really wanted you to figure it out on your own."
Zac nodded and sat down on the bed. "Yeah. If you had told Ash, she probably would've marched in here and lectured me about the improper use of the word."
"And then she would've proceeded to beat on you for leaving me up here alone and not lecturing me about using it." Vanessa added with a slight smirk.
They looked at each other silently for another minute. "As far as everyone around us knows, this little spat was completely over my jealousy of the X game. And although my father loves me more than life itself, he took your side in the matter."
Zac ducked his head and raised his eyes to look at her. "I know."
Vanessa turned her head and cast a glare on him out of the corners of her eyes. "He told you he was taking your side?"
"Not in so many words. He just said that he knew you had given me the game because you knew I'd enjoy it. Nothing wrong in me enjoying it. But that's when he gave me the 'married man' advice." Zac began to tell her.
"And what was his advice?" Vanessa now stepped toward Zac with just a hint of a smile on her face.
"He kinda said there were other sorts of games that we should be playing." Zac repeated the jest of Greg's words from earlier in the night.
Vanessa laughed. "Well at least now he's giving us the same advice!" she grinned as she thought of the similar line her father had used on her.
"So what kind of game do you have in mind?" Zac raised his eyebrow at her.
Vanessa straddled his legs on the bed with her ripped-jean covered legs and put her hands on his shoulders. "Well, since we've reached this point I'd like to play a game called 'Payback'." She informed him.
Zac looked up into her eyes and lost the joking demeanor that had settled in. "Are you still mad at me?"
Vanessa shook her head and kissed him directly on the lips. "No. But I do want you to know what it felt like to be all worked up and then left all alone."
"Baby?" Zac looked at her eyes pleadingly as she climbed off of him and then removed the shirt he was wearing. Zac felt helpless as she began undressing him.
"Nessa?" he spoke her name but got no response except for her pushing him backwards to lie down on the bed. She unsnapped and unzipped the waistband of his jeans and tugged them, along with his boxer briefs until they slid off his body.
She took a deep breath as she struggled not to touch him. "This is what I had imagined a couple of weeks ago." Vanessa spoke as she took a step back and began to strip from her own clothes.
She heard Zac suck in a breath but stopped him with just the motion of her hand as he began to sit up. "Ah-ah-ah." She removed her bra and watched his eyes slowly blink as he stared at her exposed breasts. "Had you really wanted these that night, you would've come to bed, wouldn't you?"
"Yes Ma'am." Zac choked out as his breath grew steadily heavier.
"You ok over there?" Vanessa asked as her eyes wandered over his body.
Zac glanced toward his naked torso and even further down his groin where his penis laid against his body. "I'm starting to get the picture of what you were going through." He told her.
"The thing is…" Vanessa grabbed the shirt that she had just removed from Zac's body and pulled it over her own. "I could just picture me being right here, uncovered and then you walking in the door, removing your clothes, and us making love for hours." She suggested seductively and pointed a finger at Zac making him move to the opposite side of the bed.
He swallowed and reached down to touch his hardened manhood until Vanessa climbed into bed and turned her clothed body to face him. "No-no." she shook her index finger at him. "Touching yourself is not allowed tonight. You're just going to have to deal with it."
She quickly turned her back toward him and scooted her body closer to his, to Zac's enjoyment. Vanessa wasn't completely sure that she could go through with this 'game' tonight. But now that it had begun she realized that she was making up the rules as they went along. With a smirk on her face she also realized that she liked making up new games…and couldn't wait until they were completely clear of this whole video game fiasco.
Zac moved his hands to wrap around her body. "And how do you propose I deal with it when you are scooting closer to me wearing just my shirt and your underwear?"
"Well, from my experience," Vanessa snuggled into his embrace and felt his length pressing against the back of her thigh. "sleeping is about the only choice."
Zac pushed his naked body up against her and moved ever-so-slightly to give his penis the attention he really wanted.
"Go to sleep Zac." Vanessa answered his movement with her words. "I love you."
She felt him move again and growl slightly into her ear which made her smile. "Not so easy, is it?"
"Don't talk to me right now." Zac pouted.
"Just remember the rules of my game My Love." Vanessa teased. "Sleep tonight, naked, with me wrapped in your arms. And don't try anything like undressing me and taking advantage of me once I fall asleep." She turned her face toward him slightly to make sure he heard her.
Zac simply raised his head and beckoned her to turn on her back for a moment. "I get it." He complained as he looked into her beautiful face. "Now just kiss me so I can try to go to sleep."
Instead of the lingering, tongue-infested, kiss that Zac was going to attempt to give his girl he had to accept the all-to-simple peck on the lips that she delivered.
"Nice try." She smiled and turned away from him again after feeling his tongue graze her lips. She secretly licked her lips to grab a hint of his taste.
One night. Vanessa told herself. This may be punishing me more than him.
After squirming and moving to try and ward off the orgasm that he so desperately wanted Zac finally settled in. With his tip pressed under her shirt against her panty-clad buttock and his arms wrapped just under her breasts, outside the shirt, he fell asleep.
Vanessa smiled as his body relaxed. She felt his temptation against her. She wanted desperately to feel him inside of her. But as she bit her bottom lip she decided one thing for sure. Tonight she would sleep well. The whole truth of the matter was out in the open. She was right; he had apologized; and as long as he was there beside her, she would sleep very well.
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Vanessa awoke to two things the next morning. First was the feel of Zac's hand, under her shirt, inching its way toward her bra-less breasts. The second was his breath on her neck.
"Ness, I've been naked for the last six hours and I've been good, haven't I? I think I've been punished enough." His lips fell to the soft spot on her neck just behind her earlobe.
The only movement Vanessa made was a smile that crept over her lips. "Are you sure you didn't do something nasty to me while I was asleep?"
She felt his tongue skim over her sensitive skin where her neck and shoulder met. "If it involves us making love there's nothing nasty about it. And in all honesty, if you aren't awake, it's not as much fun." He reattached his lips to the soft, olive-colored nudity where he was determined to leave some sort of claiming mark.
"You still didn't answer my question." Vanessa answered and then giggled as his actions triggered a ticklish cold chill that ran through her. The giggle quickly changed to a shiver and a search for her breath as his left hand found her breast and began kneading at the suppleness.
"Zac?" she tried to clear her throat and breathe at the same time.
Without fully answering her, other than a slight, "Hmm?" he added a pressure to her backside that had been simmering all night long.
"Are you sure we didn't do anything during the night that I need to know about?" Vanessa whispered the question as her eyes closed and she began to give in to his convincing actions.
"Nothing." Zac pinched a bit of her skin between his teeth and sucked it into his mouth with precise skill, running his tongue roughly over the spot.
Vanessa sucked in a breath and breathed shallowly as he pinched her straining nipple at the same time. "So…" she struggled, "you must have a lot of…" her breath caught in her throat with the teasing touches that accompanied the sensual bruise he had just left on her shoulder. "…pent up energy." She finished.
She finally rolled onto her back and allowed herself to look into Zac's eyes and scan his eager body. He propped his head up with his right hand and pulled her shirt up above her breasts with his left. He didn't even attempt to ask for permission as his fingers went straight to the familiar peaks to continue preparing her for the actions he was going to insist upon this morning.
Vanessa moved her hands up above her and placed them both behind her head showing him that she approved of his actions. Zac breathed in and looked into her eyes before he slid his left leg over hers. He placed lazy kisses on her cheeks and lips as he allowed a good portion of his weight to come down gently on her body.
Vanessa wrapped her hands around his chest and slid them up and down his muscular back. "I've missed you…and this." She raised her head to kiss his mouth and let her tongue graze the bit of stubble just below his bottom lip.
When she placed her head back onto the pillows Zac intentionally pressed his length against the tender area where her thigh and hip met. She enjoyed the hot sensation that ran through her and began to try and move to place him exactly where she wanted to feel that pressure.
At her movement Zac stopped for just a moment. "Is this our makeup session? " He used his thumb to move some hair away from Vanessa's forehead and ran the tip of his middle finger over the outline of her face. "Are we good?" He asked when Vanessa's eyes met his.
She blinked slowly and nodded once. But when Zac bent his head to initiate another kiss she moved her hand to place her index finger over his lips. "If I'm here, the game stays off." She demanded in a squeaky, little-girlish kind of voice.
Zac shook his head softly and raised his eyebrows. He used his hand to remove her finger from his lips and then kissed it firmly before allowing his tongue to snake out and lick the tip of the smooth digit.
"I won't agree to that and you know it. I will play the game less than I have been. And if you are here and want my attention, you get it. But if we're just chillin' or you're napping, or doing your own thing somewhere else in the house, I get to decide." He supplied the rules that she had somewhat expected from him.
Their faces met for the kiss they had both been anticipating since the night before. As their tongues battled, with Zac's reaching deep into her mouth, Vanessa moved her body under him until his fully erect penis was nestled comfortably between her legs, against her smooth, swollen lips.
She moaned when Zac moved away from the kiss and teased her sensitivity by simply sliding himself back and forth against her. He stopped momentarily to reach toward the bedside table where he had conveniently placed the condom packet before waking Vanessa.
"Two things you aren't allowed to do ever again…" Zac gave a quirky smile before handing the rubber to her.
"Hmmm?" Vanessa practically moaned as she ran her fingers over his slick, straining head. She was obviously not concentrating on his words as her hand wrapped around his shaft and stroked down to his balls.
Zac began his own struggle as his hips moved instinctively. He looked down and watched her take his length in her hand. His voice melted when her thumb ran across the delicate sack at his base.
She let her fingers move delicately back up to his tip where she swiped at the droplets that had already escaped from his erection.
"One," he tried to concentrate as she placed the circular latex over his hardness. "Don't make me sleep naked with you like that. It's too risky. I was up half the night worrying that if we moved the wrong way I was gonna be inside of you…without this." He reached down and helped her roll the condom to cover his length.
They looked at each other and Vanessa licked her lips while continuing to stroke him. "And two?" she asked as she rolled them both onto their sides on the bed.
"The 'f' word…" Zac moved his left hand into her hair and pulled her face toward him. He gave her a hard, tongue-less kiss and nipped at her bottom lip before letting her pull back. "I've told you before, I won't do that to you. Don't ask me to treat you that way because I can't. That's not how I love you Vanessa. If you want me to make love to you hard, if you want to scream when I hit your spot and your body lets loose…God I love that." He felt the pulse tighten in his penis just thinking about her having a loud passionate orgasm.
"But I won't be the man…" his eyes met hers with a gentle fire blazing through them. He shook his head as he ran his fingers across her wet clit and lifted her thigh to position himself to slide inside of her. "Just don't ask me."
Vanessa wrapped her leg over his hip and scooted her body until his tip was beginning to push into her. She gripped his hair and kissed him again. "I don't want to scream right now Zac." Her whisper was barely audible against his ear. "I just want you back where you belong."
Her actions and her voice were enough to push him to the edge as he found his way completely inside of her. They rolled together for the next half hour just enjoying the different positions of pure lovemaking.
With Vanessa's breathless pants and moans as his cue Zac rolled them back onto their sides. He raised himself up until he was kneeling with her legs still wrapped around him and pushed as far into her as he could reach. With just one slight shift, causing his thickness to push against her most sensitive spot he watched her body go into ecstacy.
Her throaty moans begged him to keep moving until she knew he had joined her in their passionate moment. Before absolutely collapsing on the bed Zac looked at his lover from head to…well as far down as he could look from that position. He loved the sight of her hair tangled in waves on the pillows. He smiled at her face, eyes closed, breath still coming through her lips as she tried to regain her composure. He soaked in the sight of her perfect breasts heaving with each still-labored breath. And then the sight of them still joined together…
The smile went away from his face momentarily although it remained in his heart. He reached down to hold the condom as he gently removed himself from her. For some reason he was completely overwhelmed at the amazing way they fit together.
He found his way back to the bed and lay down beside her. Vanessa didn't open her eyes again until she felt his hand caressing her face and trailing a line down between her breasts to her belly button jewelry. Zac played with the stud softly and stared at his fingers on the thin golden rod. "I'll never hurt you Nessa, I swear. Our fights or disagreements or whatever…I just don't have it in me. I don't…I can't imagine causing you pain, especially not when we make love."
Vanessa moved her hand over his and joined their fingers together. "You know that's not what I wanted. I was just trying…"
"…to get my attention. I know." Zac grinned at her and softly kissed her lips. "You could've walked in and got naked in front of me. I can pretty much guarantee that that would've gotten my attention."
Vanessa snuggled against him and moved their hands onto his chest. She gave a little snicker at his words. "Daddy told me there were other ways to get your attention. I'll have to keep that one in mind."
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