Craved

Chapter 20.

Alison POV. 

The bud between my legs was pulsing, and the pit of my stomach was desperate for more.

I shift my hips back on his torso and smile when I’ve reached my desired target. His d**k was already hardening, and I felt like Aphrodite, proud that I could turn him on so quickly.

“Again?” I ask him, in what I think is a seductive voice. To emphasise the effect, I look over my shoulder at his member, resting on my backside. 

I supress my laugh when he begins to nod his head eagerly. Oh, the things I would do for him. 

He tries to move his hand up from where I have them pinned above his head, but I won’t let him. The thought of having his hands pinned above his head was a little bit of a turn on for me – to tease him was a turn on for me. 

I bend down so I could suck the skin underneath his ear, paying attention to nip lightly at his earlobe. 

I hear him sigh loudly and smile into his neck, continuing my lavish assault. I wanted to make him feel the way that he made me feel… How he paid so much attention to making me find my release. 

I continue my trail of kissing, sucking, and licking down his body, every now and then, biting at his sensitive skin. I allowed my hands to roam his body, loving all the dips and outlines of his sculptured muscles. 

I shifted my body on him to allow myself to continue the trail down his chest and stomach. His hands enter inside of my hair as I nip the skin at his hips, and then realise my mistake. I didn’t want that.

Using both of my hands, I grab his and pin them back up above his head. 

“No!” I say, a little too loudly, and then pull my hands away. “Sorry,” I say, bringing my hands closer to my body. 

“Why?” He asks, leaning up on his elbows. 

“Because I got a little carried away,” I said. It wasn’t meant to happen like that. “Maybe… a little too rough.”

“Angel, you can be as rough with me as you want,” he smirks. “Especially when it comes to this.” He leans up so his chest was almost pressed to mine, and he kisses the side of my neck. I tilt my head sideways, allowing the heat waves he gave me to pass.

I hold his head, allowing my fingers to weave through his soft curls, and keep his head there. His kisses travel to my cleavage, and I tilt my head back, closing my eyes and impulsively rock my hips against him again. 

He groans deep in his through. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he says with a low and sedated voice. He pulls away just enough so I could look into his cool blue eyes. 

I watch him bite his bottom lip slowly and watch as he falls back onto the bed, pulling his arms back up above his head. 

I chuckle, quietly, and then reach for his hands, and brush my nose against his so that we were face to face. 

“Keep your hands there,” I order in a soft voice, and I feel the air from his sigh brush across my face. 

“Yes, Ma’am… now where were you?” 

With the other hand, I cup his cheek and kiss the side of his mouth, beginning my trail again, by grazing my teeth against his jaw and travelling south, continuing my pattern of kisses, licking, and sucking.

When I got to his hips, I watch his body flinch, and his hands fist the pillow underneath his head. He watches my every move with wide set eyes, and a slack jaw. 

I him start panting as I continue kissing at his hips and to the tops of his thighs. I straddle his lower legs, and lean forward, making sure his eyes were still on me, and kiss the tip of his d**k, the slowly, take him completely in my mouth. 

“f**k!” He groans loudly, with his eyes filling to the back of his head. I know he was struggling when his hands move from the pillow to his hair as I move my head, up and down, against his impressive length. 

I use my hand against the rest of him that I couldn’t fit into my mouth and begin to work my hand and mouth faster on him. 

“I can’t take this anymore,” he almost shouts. 

Lifting me off him, he shifts suddenly, pushing me on the bed and kneeling behind me, so that I was on all four. 

I look behind me, smiling, and see he has made quick work to open and put on the condom. With one swift move he slams his hips into me, and I feel his d**k fill me. We both moan loudly, when he pauses, so we can both adjust to the feeling. 

I grip the headboard when he begins to move. He holds either side of my hips, digging his fingers into my skin and helps me shift my hips back so that my ass slammed against him, again and again. 

Fuck, I loved that sound, and I loved this position. In this position, his d**k was able to hit the most perfect spot and I didn’t hide my love for it… or him. With us being the only two people in the house- in the world for all I cared, I moaned loudly as I began to rise. 

The intensity of the position made my hand hurt against the headboard, so I leaned down my body, until my chest was now on the bed and my ass was raised to him. For the second time tonight, my face was buried into the mattress- not that I cared. 

“Oh f**k!” I hear Zac grown, and the rising feeling in my stomach grew. I was so close. 

Zac’s hand cupped one of my ass cheeks, and I could hear him strain as he continues to pound into me.

The fire in the pit of my stomach builds and builds until eventually it tips over. I clench the material of the sheets with my hands of either side of my face, and moan into the bedding. 

Zac skims his hands up my waist and pull me up from the bed, continuing his thrusting inside of me. His hands reach in front of me, until his arm was in-between my breasts and his hand sat lightly at the base of my throat. Using this hand, he held me close to his body, continuing to pound into me until I began to rise again. 

“The f**k…”

I reach my hand up behind me and weave my fingers into his hair, while his other hand helps my hips move against him. I tilt my head back from the overwhelming feeling rising again, almost resting on his shoulder, as he buries his head into my neck.

His hand lightly presses tighter at the base of my throat as my whole body convulses from yet another orgasm. 

He continues burying himself into me and pauses suddenly, groaning my name as he finds his release. 

We both pant, trying to catch our breath. 

Zac pulls slowly out of me and kisses my shoulder, and I sigh. My mind and body were completely exhausted, my legs shaking from the intensity.

Zac gently guides me to the bed, so we were both laying down, side by side, as I struggle to keep my eyes open. The intensity of today was getting to me. 

Zack pulls out the blankets from underneath us, and I tried to comply, but my body wasn’t up for it. He tucks me in, pulling the blanket up to cover our naked bodies.

He pulled me closer to his body, so his arm was draped around me, like a cocoon.

“We really are good at this, aren’t we?” he laughs, and I try to laugh but I was so exhausted. 

First, having to deal with Emmett drama in the morning, going to work, travelling here, and having the best s*x anyone could imagine- over and over again… I was both mentally and physically drained, so I allowed sleep to engulf me.