Chapter 23 Zack #2
“No, it doesn’t,” I grunt, not faltering, as my fingers continue to glide through her wetness, the feeling so different from the pool around us.
“And what would Rosie say if she came in here and saw us,” she starts to tease, but I cut her off before she can even finish her sentence.
“I haven’t touched Rosie in over a year,” I snap, making her eyes widen in surprise at my admission. “The last person I even thought about like this, was you,” I add, teasing her pussy with rough flicks of my fingers, making her moan, but my words pulling a knowing smile to her face.
“Now we both know that isn’t true,” she dares to say, telling me how close they really are, but right now that’s the last thing on my mind when I’ve got her in my arms.
“Please shut the fuck up.” Then my mouth is back on hers, erasing anything else she might want to say.
My fingers work her over until she is moaning and gasping against my lips, and I swallow down every single sound as I kiss her roughly.
We shouldn’t be doing this, not anywhere, but especially not here where anyone could stumble across us.
Not when Max, Rosie, and all our fucking family are on the outside of this stupid cave.
“Oh god,” she cries, ripping her mouth from mine, as her body writhes against my hand.
“I don’t think any deity would approve of this,” I huff, my eyes fixed on her face as I watch her pleasure dance across it, and she smirks.
“Shut the fuck up,” she gasps, pulling my mouth back to hers, and I smile against her lips, forcing my tongue into her mouth once more swallowing her moans, as I move my hand even faster.
We kiss and writhe, her body grinding against my fingers as they slip inside of her, my thumb circling her clit, no longer caring who sees us.
Not when the weight of her in my arms is everything I’ve been missing.
Her body begins to shake, trembling in my arms in the most perfect way that I know she is close.
“Zack, fuck.” She rips her mouth from mine, gasping for air, as her release starts to roll through her.
“That’s it sweetheart, be good and come for me,” I demand, trailing my mouth along her jaw until my teeth find the juncture of her throat.
When I sink them into her skin she cries out, her orgasm crashing through her, and I slam my lips back to hers and swallow down her moans of pleasure.
I’m so fucking hard and hot for her that it’s making me feel insane, the water like lava against my skin, that turns freezing cold when a cocky voice hits us from behind.
“Damn, Red, I think this part of the pool is taken,” Jace muses, startling us both, and I turn to find him watching us with a smug smile on his face.
His girlfriend, Riley, is red-faced and hiding in his shoulder, as I move my body to shield Lily. “Get the fuck out of here, Conrad,” I yell at him, but all the prick does is offer me a mock salute, before winking at Lily.
“Come find me later, Viper, you can tell me who’s bigger.” Then he is guiding his girlfriend back the way they came before I can say another word.
Once they are out of sight I curse, pulling my hand from her bikini bottoms and backing away. “Fuck, I’m sorry.” I’m already shaking my head, ignoring the way her release feels through my fingers, but all she does is hold her head up high.
“Why? I’m not, and don’t bother trying to hide behind the excuse of Max, he already told me what happened.”
I blink back a little at her candor, not sure why I’m surprised at him for telling her, but still we can’t do this, not here.
“I have to go,” I choke out, still backing away, and she rolls her eyes, as she pushes off the wall and swims toward me.
“I’ll leave you to take care of your dick, wouldn’t want Rosie getting suspicious now, would we?” she taunts, brushing past me, disappearing under the water as she exits the cave.
Fuck.
I remain stuck alone for ten-minutes, willing my cock to relax so I can get out of the pool, and by the time I do, Lily and Max are nowhere to be seen, and neither is Rosie.
It takes everything in me to act casual, especially when Jace is smirking at me from across the pool, and I have to refrain from flipping him off.
I make myself sit there for another twenty minutes, before I bid my parents goodbye and tell them I’ll see them at dinner.
My mind is so preoccupied with what just happened that I don’t give Rosie a second thought, until I push into my room and find her packing her bag.
“Going somewhere?” I ask pointlessly, because she’s already changed from her bikini and is stuffing all of her things back into her case.
“I’m removing myself from whatever the hell is going on here,” she tells me firmly, and I frown, moving toward the bed.
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t insult me, Zack, it’s beneath you,” she scoffs, shaking her head like she is finding something hard to believe, as she tosses more things into her bag.
“Do you have any idea how long I fought for you to notice me? And even when you did, I never had your full attention.” Again she scoffs, grabbing the final things she needs to pack before zipping her case, and then finally giving me her attention. “Do you even care that I’m leaving?”
I don’t want to lie to her, but I don’t know why she’s acting like this thing between us is more than it is. We never had feelings for one another, we were both just a means to an end for the other one. I needed someone on my arm, and she needed a leg up her social ladder.
“You always knew what this was,” I tell her firmly, and she laughs.
“You’re right, I did, but I thought you would come to your senses and realize that what you want is impossible.
” She drags her case off the bed and when I move to help her, she halts me with her hand, telling me to stay back.
“I always came second to them, and I always will, and I won’t put myself through it again. ”
I don’t get to ask what she means, before she is pushing past me and storming out, and I probably should feel something other than relief.
Because she’s right, what I want is impossible.