Chapter 12
SKYLER
The morning after.
I’ve read about these and seen it talked about in television shows. I lie plastered to Zach’s chest with his arms and legs wrapped around me. I don’t want this to be awkward and know I should play it cool, but I’m not sure how to do that exactly.
Zach’s voice is husky and sleep-laden. “What are you thinking about, Sky?”
I tense for just a second and then go limp in his arms. “The morning after. I’m not sure how this works. Do I act like last night was no big deal and just go about my day? Am I supposed to put my guard back up and try to get some distance between us?”
Instantly, his arms tighten around me. “Fuck that,” he grunts.
I press my cheek against his bare chest. “Okay, fine. Then tell me how I’m supposed to act after last night.”
He kisses the top of my head. “I don’t want you to act any way. I want you to just be yourself.”
I blink. “Okay, but I want you to know that just because it was my first time, I’m not going to turn into some clingy psychopath or anything. I know what last night was and—”
I’m flipped to my back, and Zach hovers over me. “Oh yeah, what was it?” He glares at me. “And if you say it was a one-night stand or some crazy shit like that, then I’m going to have to show you different.”
My eyebrows shoot up. A part of me wants to mess with him just to see what he’ll do, but another part of me doesn’t want to play any games. I bury my face into his chest. “Well, I know what last night meant to me, but—”
He leans back, lifts my face, and gazes into my eyes. “What did it mean to you?”
I’m taken aback just looking at him. He’s so handsome it’s a little overwhelming.
He was nicknamed Hollywood, Fabio, Handsome, and Hottie when he was younger, and none of them do him justice.
He’s just breathtaking to look at and way out of my league.
I start to ramble. “Do you know how handsome you are?” Before he can answer, I shrug.
“I mean, I’m sure you know, and honestly, it’s a little overwhelming how beautiful you are. ”
“Sky—” He starts, but I don’t let him interrupt me.
“Let me finish. So yeah, you’re handsome and all the things, but to me, you’ve always been more than that.
You probably don’t remember this, but when I was ten, my parents made Logan take me to the park.
I was playing by myself most of the time.
You had met up with him there, and a bunch of you guys were playing basketball.
Anyway, some kids were making fun of me.
You stood in front of me, shielding me, and told them to back off.
From that point on, I’ve always felt a connection with you. ”
I giggle awkwardly. “Gah, I’m telling myself to keep this light and then admitting to you that I’ve had a crush on you since I was a child.” I try to pull from his arms. “Obviously, I’m not good at the morning after stuff.”
I try to get up, but he rolls me over and uses his body to hold me to the bed. “My turn,” he announces. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Sky?”
I roll my eyes, but he leans down, looking at me with so much intensity that I can’t do anything but listen.
“You’re beautiful, smart, sexy, sweet. You’re all the things.
And when I look at you, I want things that I’ve never wanted before.
I want to protect you… I want to be the one you turn to when you need something…
Fuck, Sky, there are so many things I want when I’m with you that I don’t know where to start. ”
There’s a faint catch in my breath. “Me too.”
He leans his head down to mine. “And there are things I want to say to you, but when I do, I don’t want there to be anything holding us back. No stalker, no family uprising, nothing. So when this is over, we’re going to talk, and we’re going to make plans.”
Hope flares in my chest. I smile widely at him. “I like the sound of that.” I put my hands on his neck. “So now can I do something? Something I’ve been wanting to do?”
He nods. “Anything.”
I smirk at him. “All right, remember that you said that.”
I push him to his back, and he goes easily. I kiss his chest, right over his heart, and then I start to make my way down his taut stomach.
He sucks in a breath. “Sky… you don’t—”
I cut him off. “I don’t have to? Oh, I know that. I want to.”
He trembles. Zach Campbell, who’s a fierce protector and incredibly handsome, who can have any girl he wants, just trembled under my touch. When he says he wants me, I can’t help but believe him.
I scoot down the length of him, and his manhood is already hard and proud, standing straight up.
I sit between his legs and tentatively wrap a hand around it.
I feather my finger along his length, and when I get to the tip, there’s a glistening drop of precum.
I run the pad of my finger around it and then lift it to my mouth, tasting his desire.
He groans, watching me through hooded eyes.
I pull my finger from my mouth. “I don’t want to do this wrong.”
He shakes his head. “You can’t do anything wrong, Sky. Not with me.”
I lean forward, kissing the tip of his cock.
He moans, and that’s all I need to bring me in further.
I open my mouth and lick him from root to tip.
His hands come up to cup my shoulders, and his whole body goes taut.
I open my mouth, take him in, and don’t stop until he hits the back of my throat.
I swallow, trying to take him deeper, and the guttural groan that comes from his chest fills the room.
Slowly, I start to bob up and down.
“Look at me, Sky. I want your eyes on me.”
I lift my gaze to his, and I’m surprised to see that his eyes are molten. Watching him, knowing that it’s because of me that he’s feeling pleasure is a good feeling. I take him deeper, moan around his girth, and get lost in the act of making him feel good.
But just as I feel him expanding in my mouth, he pulls me by the arms until I’m seated on his abdomen and his hard manhood is straight up, pressed against my ass. I try to catch my breath as he reaches between my thighs, coating his finger with my arousal. “Are you hurting?”
I shake my head, confused, trying to catch up.
He nods. “Ride me.”
I bite my lip and look behind me then at his face again. Unsure, I ask him, “You want me to ride you?”
He nods, smiling ear to ear. “Fuck yeah, I do.”
He helps me up, aligning his cock to my entrance. His hands grip my hips, holding me over him. I suck in a breath as I start to sink down.
Pleasure fills his face. I go slowly, committing it all to memory.
The sensations, the sounds he makes, the way he makes me feel.
It’s only when I’m fully seated and can catch my breath that I start to move.
I rotate my hips, front to back, side to side, and then up and down.
It's when I’m riding him, grinding my clit into his pelvis that I start to move faster.
We fall into a rhythm, and I feel him everywhere.
He leans up, sucking a nipple into his mouth, coaching me on, telling me how beautiful I am and how he’s never going to let me go.
The orgasm hits me, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He cups my face, forcing me to look at him, and as we both go over the cliff, staring into each other’s eyes, I’ve never felt as connected to someone as I do in this moment.
I ride out the climax, grunting and groaning, and when I’m thoroughly exhausted, I lean over Zach, trying to catch my breath.
He pulls my hair off my face and holds me to him. “We’re going to be late, and I’m not going to let you miss it.”
I snuggle into him. “I could stay like this all day.”
He groans. “Fuck, that sounds good, but it’s not happening. Your favorite baker is doing a show today. We can do more of this afterward.”
I lean up to look at him. “You’re not bored with all this?”
He shakes his head, and I see the sincerity in his eyes. “Nope. Fuck, baby, just watching you is exciting for me.”
I laugh and roll off of him and then look at the clock. “Oh… we have twenty minutes.”
I’m about to get up, but he follows closely behind me, pulling me back against his chest. “We’ll shower together so it will be faster.”
I giggle. “You want to shower together to save time?”
He squeezes me to him as we walk to the bathroom. “I promise. I’ll be on my best behavior.”
I turn in his arms. “What if I don’t want you on your best behavior?”
He turns on the water. “I won’t let you miss it, Sky. But after… after… We can pick up where we left off.”
As I stand under the spray of the shower, I let flashbacks from last night and this morning fill my head. There’s so much I need to process, but for now, I’m just going to live in the moment.