5. Zovalee
Chapter five
Zovalee
A fter we got ready at Liv’s, we walked over to the maze and instantly started getting wasted. It wasn’t long before the guys came to claim their girls. I wish Ez had more time for me like Parker and Hayes make for my girls. I ordered a few more jello shots, jagerbombs, and finally a beer. I already feel too drunk as I sway on my feet.
Picking up my phone from the table, I see I have a text from Ez.
Ez: You look so fuckable tonight.
I turn around looking for him but all the guys are dressed so similar that it's making it harder for me to see him.
Me: Where r u?
Ez: Behind you in the maze.
Turning around again, I think I see him.
Ez: Come follow me and let me make you feel good.
Standing up, I sway through the crowd and follow him through the maze. Every once in a while I have to steady myself against the walls. Finally meeting him in the middle of the maze, he lifts his finger, summoning me to him. I try to walk slowly and sexy but trip over, my head falling forward. He catches me in his arms. Hmmm, he smells different tonight. The scent of vanilla, amber, and sandalwood. It seems so familiar.
He steadies me on my feet before bending down, gripping my thighs and lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and grind on him. He brings his hand to the back of my neck, pulling me closer as he leans in and kisses me. Opening my mouth to give him better access as we both fight for dominance over control. His kiss is powerful, making me feel like he is trying to force his soul down my throat or sucking mine from me.
His hands slide up my thighs, gripping my ass as he spins, walking us until we get lost on one of the paths. He lifts me higher up, letting me wrap my legs around his head as he devours my pussy. With each lick and nibble, I squeeze my legs tighter. I can feel the orgasm coming and when he sucks my clit into his mouth, I squeeze my legs as tight as they will go. Fuck, I killed him. He lets out a chuckle. Wait, did he hear my thoughts? He laughs again. What the fuck? He can read minds. Wait a fucking minute…
“I’m speaking out loud, aren’t I?” He nods, confirming.
He brings me down and I wrap my legs around his waist again.
“You aren’t doing a lot of talking tonight.” I state, causing him to grin.
He moves his hand between us, rubbing my sensitive clit in circles. Fuck. I needed this.
He lays me on the floor of the maze, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock.
“Did you add paint to your dick?” I ask as I see the faint signs of something shining in the moonlight.
He leans down, taking my heart painted nipple in his mouth and swirls his tongue along my piercing.
“Fuck, your tongue is magical.”
He lets out another chuckle. I really need to control my thoughts.
Swiping his dick through my slick folds, he leans up and kisses me again. I feel him pushing into me slowly.
Did he grow overnight?
Maybe it's just the alcohol. He snaps his hips forward and I let out a breathy moan. Fuck! I can feel my walls fighting to let him stay in. He slowly pulls out and slides back in. He begins fucking me at a steady pace but it feels different. Did he get his dick pierced?
My pussy grips him tighter with each thrust. He pulls out, flipping me over onto my knees.
He lines back up and sinks deeper into me, wrapping his hand into my hair, pulling as he begins to fuck me harder. With each thrust, I struggle to catch my breath. It's like he is trying to touch my cervix. Fucker. He better not think about knocking me up. Drunk or not.
After he makes me cum again, he slaps my ass before gripping my hair and pulling me back against his chest. He releases it as he reaches around and wraps his hand around my throat. Squeezing it, causing my pussy to tighten around his cock as he moans deeply in his chest.
“You’re so tight, Z.” He growls into my ear, egging me on as I bounce up and down on his dick. Fuck I feel so full. He brings his other hand up to my nipple and begins to roll my piercing around causing me to gush.
I feel another orgasm working its way out of me, and before I know it, I can hear him grunt as I feel his cum seeping out. He reaches down between me and gives my pussy a slap as I cum so hard that white shadows blur my vision, sending me over the edge.
“Soon, my wife.”
Those are the last words I hear before I completely give in to the darkness, allowing it to take me.
Waking up in my bed, I can’t help but wonder how I got here. My mouth is dry and my mind is hazy. Then I start to remember the maze and Ez. He must have brought me back after I passed out. Rolling over to reach for my cell, I tap a glass. Sitting up, I look over and see a glass of water and a bottle of pain reliever.
That’s weird. Ezran has never done anything like this before. Although I’ve never passed out from cumming so hard either. Opening the bottle, I take two pills before pulling back my covers, and standing. I need to shower, then I’m going back to bed.
What the hell?
Looking down, I notice I’ve already been showered and changed into an oversized tee. I guess tonight he was full of surprises. Getting back into bed, I slowly start to drift back to sleep.