Out of Ink

Chapter 14

Zack watched Serina from across the dinner table. She was acting weird. They had shared an amazing, unbelievable kiss just hours ago. Then nothing. She wasn’t even looking at him. After their kiss, Zack had remained in the dining room of his house while he and his body calmed down. By the time things were finally settled down and he left the room, Serina had left with her friend Sydney. He'd helped Emmett clean up the rest of the pool toys, putting everything in the pool house cupboard, then he'd woken up June. She was pretty happy to find everything already put away and the dishwasher running. She hadn't even seemed to mind that she'd been sun burnt out on the balcony. Her normally rosy checks had turned a flaming red. By the time Zack and Emmett had gotten back to the Bishop's, Serina was safely tucked away in her room. He'd wanted to go straight upstairs and finish what they'd started earlier, but he hadn't. Mostly because he didn't want Emmett finding out. A sharp needle of guilt stabbed at him. Zack hated keeping things from his best friend. But he also knew Emmett wouldn't exactly be okay with Zack messing around with his sister.

Serina felt very awkward sitting across the table from Zack. Part of her was still feeling the fuzzy after effects of that kiss they'd shared. Her lower belly was doing back-flips just thinking about it. He kept looking at her. She could feel his heated gaze licking at her skin. Licking. That had been a surprise. Previously she would have been revolted if someone had licked her. But even just the memory of Zack's hot tongue running along her collar bone was enough to make her core ache. Who knew it would be such a turn on? Zack, obviously. The subtle reminder that he was way more experienced than she was with this sort of thing, sobered her a little. Serina held no delusions about Zack's game. He had dated a lot of girls. And, she admitted, he'd never mentioned dating her. All Zack seemed to want from Serina was s*x. She wasn't sure she was going to be okay with that.

Serina lay in bed that night staring at the ceiling as she tried to sort out her thoughts. After dinner, Zack had stood close to her back, his hands laid gently on her hips as he whispered in her ear. He'd asked her to meet him downstairs after everyone else had gone to bed. The heat of him pressed against her had been distracting and she'd almost agreed. But there was no way Serina was going to meet him until she figured out how she felt.

It was almost midnight and Zack was still waiting in the front living room for Serina. Emmett had gone to bed hours ago. Worn out from the party. He had seen Serina go into her room as well and shut the door. Zack was starting to think that she had fallen asleep. He was contemplating sneaking up to her room to check, when he heard the soft slap of bare feet on hard floors. Serina's pale blonde head poked around the doorway and peered in at him. It was hard to tell in the soft light of the single lamp, but she almost looked panicked to see him there. Maybe she's worried about getting caught? He wondered. To be honest, the potential of getting caught gave Zack a little thrill. It somehow made everything even more exciting. "Hey." He whispered a greeting. Serina tiptoed into the room. Her eyes tracing the lines of Zack's body as he lounged in the armchair. The thin dark cotton T-shirt conformed to the shape of his chest. He rose to meet her. Serina had every intention of stepping back, of telling him that she had no intention of sleeping with him. But then his big warm hands were on her waist. Her breasts pressed against the hard planes of his chest and her head tipped back so that his lips could slant across hers. Zack kissed her and all her rational reasons for not doing this just disappeared. Serina kissed him back. Her hands gripped his arms as if worried he'd let her go. He pushed at her gently, guiding her until the backs of her legs hit the lounge. She went, sitting when he nudged her. Zack came with her, still not breaking the kiss. Going to his knees between her legs, he slipped his hands under her knees. His hands were warm and rough as he wrapped her legs around his waist. Zack's lips left hers, and he began trailing kisses down her neck, just like he had done earlier that afternoon. Serina felt the barest scrape of teeth over her skin and an excited little shiver ran over her body. She realised, that she wouldn't even mind if he bit her. Her mind ran away with the fantasy of biting and marking. Something that she had read about in her romantacy books. She was so distracted that she barely even noticed his hand moving up to slide down one of her top's thin straps. It fell from her shoulder, giving him more bare skin to kiss and trace with his fingers. His lips trailed lower. It wasn't until she felt the cool air on her left breast that she realized what he was doing.

"Wai...!" Her protest turned into a gasp as his hot wet mouth closed around her exposed n****e. Serina moaned as he gently sucked at her. He had his hand on her back, holding her steady. His other hand moved to push down her other strap. The top slipped down to pool at her waist, the straps still looped over her elbows. He released her breast to admire the sight of her. She leaned back a little to let him. His hands went to her thighs and the heat of them seemed to radiate upwards to meet at that aching juncture between her legs.

"Beautiful." he whispered. A hot blush crept over Serina's face. She wasn't used to this. A few messy make-out sessions with random boys had been nothing compared to the raw lust Zack was making her feel in that moment. He leaned towards her again, but he was stopped by a delicate hand on his chest.

"Wait." Serina told him. During the moment that he had taken to admire her, some of Serina's senses had returned. "I can't." she said.

Dark eyes met blue ones.

"Can't what?" Zack asked.

"Have s*x with you," She said. Zack watched her for a moment, noting that she had made no move to cover herself. He wanted her. Badly. But he wasn't about to force her. He nodded once to show that he'd heard, and accepted, her words. A small part of her, a very small part, was disappointed. It must have shown on her face, because Zack smirked.

"Okay." He said, standing and pulling his shirt off over his head. "No sex."