Her Soldier

Chapter 19

"I have to go home," I mumbled as I carried on playing with Zack's hair. We've been lying like this for hours now. He was lying on top of me, his head on my chest, rested lazily on my breasts and my legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him close.

It felt surreal sitting this way with Zack. He lifted his head and looked at me with lazy eyes, he fell asleep an hour ago, and only woke up a few minutes ago, "already?" he croaked out, his husky voice even deeper and I bit my lip at the sound.

His eyes went to my lips before he reached forward and took my bottom lip in between his teeth. He ran his tongue along the skin before he began to suck on it. I moaned at the sensation, wanting him to never stop kissing me.

My lips were swollen and I was sure I looked like a mess but Zack on the other hand looked like a supermodel. His messy hair made him appear sexier and his swollen lips on his perfectly sculpted face made my heart soar with pride: I'm the reason his lips are swollen.

I let out a blissful sigh, throwing my head back into the pillow as his lips found my neck again, and on a very different spot than the other times he's kissed my neck, he began to suck and bite on the skin.

My hands gripped onto his hair as I pressed his face further into my neck. My hands began to roam, moving from his hair to his shoulders, before I trailed them down to his hard stomach. I could feel myself melt at the feel of his muscles.

"Keep your hands, right here," Zack chuckled as he placed my hands back on his head. He looked up at me with a small smirk, "we wouldn't want to end up having you spend the entire night here, doing God knows what," the mischievous lustful look in his eyes relayed the s****l message.

The bottom of my stomach knotted and I felt myself get even more moist at his words and his eyes, "ok," I breathed out, unable to pull my eyes away from his.

He lifted himself onto his elbows, pulling away from me and I immediately felt cold, "you should go home, your mum must be worried sick," he told me as he stood up from the bed and looked down at me.

I nodded my head, sitting up from my position as I ran my hand through my hair, "have you seen my phone?" I asked as he walked back to the bed with everything that I would need. I looked down at my phone and the car keys, "thank you," I smiled up at him, shuffling off the bed.

"You should rest up," I told him as I stood up from the bed, feeling uncomfortable because my nether regions were as moist as they've ever been in my life and it was difficult to stand, "we're going clubbing tomorrow night."

"Oh," he chuckled, walking into his mini kitchen and taking out a bottle of beer, "you were serious about that? Well, alright. I'll see you a bit later tomorrow then."

I nodded my head, taking my phone into my hand because it was too big to fit into my pocket and took my car keys, "I'll probably come around at 6," he took a long swig of the beer. I slipped on my heels and then adjusted myself as best as I could, "I'm going now," I told him as I started to walk to the door like I always do.

I heard him clear his throat, "what's wrong?" I asked him, looking back at him.

"You're leaving? Just like that? No goodbye?"

"Oh, bye," I smiled and waved at him and he chuckles shaking his head.

"A proper goodbye."

"Have a good night, Zack."

He shook his head seemingly disappointed in me, "not like that," he responded as he walked towards me and I don't know what I was expecting but it wasn't him to lift up my chin using his two fingers and make me look up at him before he kissed me slowly and passionately.

My knees buckled beneath me and I had to place my hands on Zack's shoulders to steady myself, "now, you can go," he told me with a proud smirk as he stepped back from me and I struggled to get my thoughts together.

"Ok," I mumbled out incoherently, turning around and walked to the door. I shut the door behind me and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath.

That was intense.

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I sat in the car for a brief moment as I tried to recollect myself. I could see that the lights were on which meant that my mum's awake and waiting for me, like she's been doing these past few days since Zack's come here. I looked at myself in the mirror and my eyes widened at the dark marks around my neck.

I ran my fingers over them, smiling slightly as I remembered how I got them. I brought my hair to cover my neck and prayed she wouldn't see anything. Or else she'll kill me.

I stepped out of the car and locked it behind me as I walked past the Lamborghini, making my way out of the garage. I opened the door that led into the kitchen.

"Mama!" I called out as I closed the door behind me and walked through the kitchen, placing the keys on the key holder.

I expected to find my mum sitting on the sofa watching TV like she always is. She was sitting on the sofa, but she wasn't alone. She was sitting in Steve's arms and they both turned to look at me as I walked through, "uh, hi," I said with an awkward smile because I wasn't expecting him to be here.

He gave me a happy grin, "how was your day?" he asked me and I shrugged, not sure how to answer that even though I had a very enjoyable day.

"It was...fun," I chose to say before I looked at my mum.

This felt weird.

Even though I can see that Steve makes my mum very happy, it's so strange to see her with him. It's so strange to see any man in my mum's house. She made sure that no man would ever enter her house and she's kept to that, until now.

She was smiling at me, "well, your hair is a mess, first of all. Are you hungry? Steve bought us Nando’s, and I left some of it for you, it's in the microwave."

I wasn't hungry, but I would be a fool to not eat some Nando’s. I went to the microwave and found the brown package in there. I took out the food and placed it on a plate for myself before I grabbed a bottle of fresh guava juice and set it all on a tray, "can I eat in my room?" I asked her, praying she wouldn't ask me to sit with them.

"You don't want to hang with us a bit?" she asked with a giggle as she scolded him to stop whatever it was he was doing.

I frowned in distaste, "yes, I am very sure," I laughed, shaking my head, "I'm going up to my room. Thank you for the food, Steve. I love Nando’s."

"I know you do," he responded, "and you're welcome."

I nodded my head and made my way to my bedroom. I walked up the stairs and let out a breath, glad that my mother didn't see anything and was too preoccupied with Steve.

I closed my bedroom door behind me and set my tray of food on the bed. Before I walked to my mirror and took a look at the marks on my neck.

I blushed at the bruising that reminded me of Zack and how he had sucked and bit on my skin. I locked my bedroom door before I started to strip, making my way to my bathroom.

I needed to wash off the memories from today, not because I didn't want to remember, but rather because the more they stick on my body, the more my mind was only clouded with one thing- or one person- Zack.