All For You

Chapter VII ~ Home sweet home - Steamy

Genevieve looked at Zack relieved, seeing he was okay. He looked a bit different. His hair was longer and he had a cut on his cheek. He looked tired, really tired. His eyes fell on her and for a few seconds they locked eyes. He lost himself in her beautiful caring eyes and for a second he forgot why he was even there. He snapped back to reality as she looked away annoyed, remembering what she promised herself. She had promised herself that she would move on. He felt a bit confused by her sudden disgust towards him. He sighed and looked at the others, knowing he wasn’t able to do anything about Genevieve right now. The others were still looking at him speechless until he spoke up. “I have some information you might want,” Zack coldly said, placing a case-file on the table. “I thought you were off the case?,” Mr. Wilson suddenly said. “I am. Now, do you want to hear what I have to say or what?,” Zack stared dangerously into Mr. Wilson's eyes. Mr. Wilson didn’t like that but nodded. “First of all, the coding bookmarks Noah found are exactly what we thought. The dates are just a diversion to lead us in the wrong direction. Second of all, Zero is not a person, it's an organisation founded in World War 2. Its members are fascists and Nazis, against our government. It’s way bigger than we anticipated. Zero has assassinated political leaders, such as John F. Kennedy, Martin Luther King and Benazir Bhutto, since the war's end. Luckily for us, only one member of Zero has been hired to assassinate Mr. Wilson. That means we don’t have to deal with the whole organisation. His name is Demitri Von Stein. He is a nasty german with a taste for blood. He is not a man you want to be caught by alive. Trust me,” Zack explained. All of the boys could sense Zack was a bit anxious of this German Demitri. Mr. Wilson looked confused around the room. How had Zack single handedly been able to find this much information when the rest of the guys have come up with almost nothing so far? Mr. Wilson was very impressed. “How do you know all of this?,” Mr. Yun asked, very impressed as well. “I flew to Germany after remembering the ciphered emails came from a German email account from east Berlin. Then I knocked on some doors and asked nicely for some information. Some of them were very pleasant and even deciphered some of the emails for me. In the emails I found his name. Demitri Von Stein. I ended up in London to look for Demitri’s ex-wife, who pointed me to New York. There I found a little outpost headquarters of Zero’s and asked them for Demitri's whereabouts. After a bit of convincing, they pointed me back here. He is here somewhere. I don’t think he is in the city. He knows someone, me, is looking for him so he wouldn’t risk it. Everything you need to know is in this file,” Zack simply said not wanting to go into detail. All of the boys could see it hadn’t been as easy as he claimed. Zack looked exhausted and just by knowing his methods all of them knew he definitely hadn’t gone door to door and asked nicely. Zack had gotten his hands dirty, that was for sure. “Is that all? Are we done here? I want to go home,” Genevieve said, and everyone looked at her surprised. She locked eyes with Zack. He didn’t know why she was acting so coldly. That wasn’t how he remembered her. Was she that mad at him for leaving? “I guess so,” Mr. Wilson answered, surprised, and looked around as the others nodded. She stood up and walked out, ignoring Zack as she walked past him. Zack's body automatically turned with her as she walked by, turning his back to the others as he looked after her. “One last thing. Now I’m off this case for good,” Zack said as he walked out after Genevieve. They all looked around confused at each other. Zack had left them with a lot to think about. Zack ran out to the parking area and saw Genevieve getting driven away in a car by her dad’s driver. He sighed disappointed, he really wanted to talk to her, even though he didn’t know what to say. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see who it was. It was Tayden, who was out of breath from running after him. “I can help you get close to her without the others knowing,” Tayden then said. Zack nodded, thankful Tayden was still his friend.

Later that evening Genevieve was sitting on her couch exhausted after cleaning her whole apartment. It was a bit dirty after not being home for over a month. She had decided she would still forget about Zack, even though he was back. What she didn’t know was that just outside on her street, Zack and Tayden were getting ready to sneak Zack into her apartment building. They just had to sneak him by the cops first. Zack was a bit nervous standing with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. It was a bouquet of pink lilies. He had noticed she had a painting of a pink lily on her wall the first time he had been to her apartment. “Bro, I didn’t know you were the flower giving kind of guy,” Tayden teased, thinking it was sort of cute how hard Zack was trying to get Genevieve’s attention. “Shut up Tay. Girls like flowers,” He simply stated annoyed. Tayden just laughed and set their plan in motion. It was really simple. Tayden walked to the cop car and demanded, as Genevieve’s bodyguard, that the two officers give him a status report. As the officers were busy talking to Tayden, Zack simply slipped inside the building. He walked up to her floor and was about to knock on her door, but something stopped him. He had never been this nervous before. He was starting to sweat a bit and his hands started to shake. Why was he feeling like this? He tried to shake it off as he hesitantly knocked on her door. Soon after the door opened, Genevieve stood there looking wide-eyed at him in surprise. He cleared his throat and looked away as he handed her the flowers awkwardly. “Why are you here?,” she asked and refused to take the flowers. He just stared at her not knowing what to say. “How did you even get in? You are not on my list the cops have of who is allowed to visit me,” she said coldly. He sighed and became annoyed with her attitude. His nervousness disappeared as he became frustrated. He pushed her back gently and walked into her apartment, closing the door behind him. “What are you doing Zack? I didn’t say you could come in,” she raised her voice. He ignored her, seeing an empty glass vase on her commode. He grabbed it without a word and walked to the kitchen. She followed him confused. as he fills the vase with water, she watches him. Her gaze softened a bit looking at him from the side. She was so confused as to what he was doing here? She noticed the cut on his cheek and wondered how he got it. It was a shame, his face was so handsome. He still is. After he filled up the vase, he placed the bouquet into it and walked past Genevieve on his way to her dining table. He placed the vase with the bouquet in the middle of the table. She watched his every move. After placing the vase he stood in silence looking at her with his hands in his pockets. She sighed and looked sadly down at the floor. “What do you want?,” she asked, giving up on the hopes of him just leaving. He didn’t say a thing and just looked away from her. She noticed and became frustrated. She walked up to him and with her index finger, made him look in her eyes. “What do you want, Zack?,” she asked gently as she didn’t have the energy to fight. He looked at her lips and moved closer. He slid an arm around her waist and placed a hand on her cheek looking deeply into her eyes. He moved his face closer to hers as she whispered confused “Zack?,” he moved closer and brushed his lips over hers. “I don’t want you to hate me,” he whispered against her lips.

Genevieve closed her eyes and placed a soft kiss on his lips. She couldn’t stop herself. Why? He had been such a jerk. She hadn’t seen him for more than a month and before that they weren’t close. Her body just moved on its own. He didn’t hesitate to respond to her soft lips as he closed his eyes too. It didn’t take long before they started moving their lips desperately together as the kiss heated up. She tilted her head and let him slide his tongue inside her mouth. He tightened his grip around her, wanting to feel her closer against him. He had a hard time controlling himself, he had a long difficult month. He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her. Dreaming of her soft lips and gentle touch. He groaned against her lips, feeling his pants tighten over his growing member. He wanted her so bad. He stopped the kiss and moved down to her neck and attacked it hungrily. She let herself slide her arms around his neck and held him closer as she could feel all of her anger slowly disappearing. “Mmm Zack,” she moaned out as he found her sweet spot. He moved a hand down her back to her bum and felt the fabric of her tight fitted jeans. He squeezed her bum, earning another moan from her as he pushed her hips against his own. He slightly started grinding his hips against hers. He moaned against her neck, feeling her against him. She could hear from his moan how he was struggling, wanting to feel more. She knew she shouldn’t let him have her. Not after everything that has happened. But she was frustrated too and couldn’t stop herself. She let one of her hands slowly slide down his chest as she slightly pushed him back a little. He let out a disappointed groan. He couldn’t feel himself against her anymore. She giggled at his cute reaction. He stopped what he was doing on her neck and looked at her face wondering why she giggled. She smirked at him as she slid her hand down his stomach to his pants. He looked at her confused. She let two of her fingers run over his clothed member. She loved his reaction. He turned his head and closed his eyes as he moaned needingly. She started massaging him over his pants. She smirked as she could feel how he grew bigger under her touch. “Ohh f**k Genie-ah.... Don’t... Don’t tease me like that,” he said with a shaky low voice. She giggled and kissed his chin. He looked at her surprised, wondering how she could be so cute and sexy at the same time. She moved away from him and held his hand. She just smiled and led him to her bedroom. He couldn’t get his eyes off her. He was completely mesmerised. Seeing her in real life and not only in pictures felt great. He wouldn’t admit it but there was something special about her. He just couldn’t stop thinking about her. As they reached her bed she pushed him down on it and placed herself on his lap. He sat up and hugged her tightly as he kissed her lips hungrily. She let him have her lips for a few seconds before she pushed him back into the bedsheets again. He looked up at her in disappointment. He looked a bit like a lost puppy, she thought and smiled to herself. She moved her face down to his face and as she looked deeply into his eyes she lifted up his shirt. He took the hint and quickly took off his jacket and shirt. She brushed her lips over his and then moved away right before he could kiss her. He looked so disappointed as she denied him her lips. This new playful side of her was driving him insane. She looked down at his chest area and noticed a few bruises. She ran her finger gently over some of them not wanting to ask him about them. She already knew what his answer would be. ‘I’m fine’ She remembered all of the times he had said that. She looked down at his abs and parted her lips. This was the first time she really got to see how fit he was. She slowly ran her fingers down his stomach and felt each of his muscles popping out. He chuckled and spoke up with a smirk plastered on his lips. “Are you drooling baby? Do you need me to find you a drooling-pan maybe,” she giggled at his sudden confidence. “Mock me all you want,” She said and moved up to his face. She brushed some of his hair strands out of his forehead and she smirked. “Besides, we both know I’m not the one with the drooling problem,” she whispered and he smirked. “Guilty as charged,” he shamelessly said and pecked her lips before letting her do her thing again. He had never tried not being the dominant one, so this was new to him. But with her he didn’t mind. She moved down to his pants and opened his belt. He placed one hand on her thigh and the other behind his head, getting himself comfortable on the bedsheets. She opened his pants and slid them a bit down with his boxers. His member popped out and she confidently placed one of her hands around it. Right before she was about to start pleasuring him with her hand, she looked up at his face. She lost all her confidence. There he was, looking at her with something in-between a smirk and a smile. Why did he look like he was the one in control? She let go of him and crossed her arms over her chest as she looked away with a pout. “What?,” he asked with a little chuckle, liking how she was shy for him. “How am I supposed to do this when you look at me like that?,” she said in a pout still not looking at him. “Do you want me to take over? I got some pretty good ideas as to what I want to do to you baby,” he said in a low seductive voice as he bit his lower lip and ran his thumb over her thigh. She widened her eyes and looked back down at him. “Absolutely not,” he said in a stern voice, finding her confidence again. She wanted to be in control for once. He always had this power over her, but not this time. She needed to show him that she was not a pushover.

She put her hand back around his member as she slowly started moving it up and down. She looked at his face as he closed his eyes and started to breathe heavily. She smirked. Small moans escaped his lips. She moved her body further down his legs and lowered her head to his member. As she looked at his face she licked the tip. She tasted a little precum. "Arhhhh Gen," he moaned out as he opened his eyes looking down at her. As she noticed his eyes on her she slipped her mouth over his member. He got up on his elbows to get a better view of her. She started bobbing her head, fitting as much of him as she could in her mouth. He was too big. He felt so good and started moaning out letting her know she was doing great. He closed his eyes, tilting his head back, wanting to focus on the pleasure her mouth was giving him. She started using her hand with her mouth and it increased the pleasure for Zack. That was probably one of the best blowjobs he had ever gotten. He could feel the build up in the veins of his member. He felt close. She was way too good at that. “Enough Genevieve!,” he said in a stern voice out of frustration. She stopped and looked confused up at him. He let his hand up to her face and ran his thumb over her lower lip. “I didn’t mean it that harshly. Come here,” he said sweetly after he realised he might have sounded a bit angry and startled her. He just didn’t want to reach his high yet. He wanted so much more than to feel her sweet mouth around him. She moved up to him, still a little confused.

He kicked off his pants and boxers. As soon as they got out of the way, he flipped Genevieve over and laid on top of her. He kissed her lips gently, tasting himself on her. “Let’s get you out of these clothes,” he whispered against her lips. She giggled and realised why he had suddenly snapped at her before. He just wanted to play too. He undressed her till she was only wearing her underwear. He looked down at her underwear, lifting himself up for a better view. “I think I’ve seen this lace set before,” he said playfully as he was looking down at her body. She was wearing the navy blue lace set that he had picked out at the time they had gone to her apartment to pack her stuff. “Oh really. That’s weird. I’ve never shown it voluntarily to anyone,” she giggled as she ran a finger down his chest. “But there was this one time where a guy looked through my underwear and after seduced me,” she said playfully and looked into his eyes. She pecked his lips gently. “Oh really. He seduced you?,” he said playing along. She giggled and nodded cutely under him. “What an asshole,” Zack joked about himself with a smirk. “That we agree on, Handsome,” she said and kissed him. He slid in his tongue, heating up the kiss as he took off her bra. He moved with kisses to her breast and worked her n*****s hard one by one with his tongue. As he sucked on her n*****s he moved a hand down her stomach and into her thong. He touched her c**t with his finger and she moaned. He had missed the sound of her sweet moans. He moved his finger around her c**t in circles. She started to moan out for him as she was reminded of how good his touch felt. He stopped sucking on her breasts as he moved his face up to hers. He watched her expression as he slipped a finger inside of her. He liked all of it. Her dripping wet core. Her sexy body. Her beautiful face. He couldn't get enough. He moved his finger in and out of her. She moaned out for him, spreading her legs wider for him as she held onto his neck for comfort. "You like it baby?," he asked, seductively. He knew the answer, but he wanted to hear her say it. "Mmm," she hummed in his ear. It wasn't enough for him. He slid in another finger and as he moved them in and out, he ran his thumb over her c**t. She moaned louder as he gave her more pleasure. "I asked you a question, baby. Do you like it?," he asked in a low voice close to her ear. He went faster and she could feel a knot in her lower stomach. "Yes. I love it," she almost screamed out as she came on his fingers. He kissed her softly and she calmed down from the amazing high she was feeling. He was so good. He removed his finger from her core and put them in his mouth. As he looked into her eyes he sucked them off. She stared at his tongue, licking her c*m from his fingers. "I think I know what you want," he said with a smirk. She looked at him confused as he left her and went down to her womanhood with his face. He slowly took off her soaked panties as he looked at them. "Sometimes I forget how good I am," he said, surprised as he felt how wet they were. "Shut up," she giggled as she rolled her eyes playfully. He looked up at her and tossed the thong away with a smirk. She got up on her elbows and spread her legs wide open for him. He chuckled, seeing her getting ready for him. He lowered his face down and softly let his tongue slide through her folds, tasting her. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. He smirked and started working his magic. She moaned out, still feeling extremely sensitive from her last orgasm. He was so good with his tongue. Her hand found his hair as she ran her fingers through it. She moaned out loader feeling how she got worked up again. "Zack, your tongue feels so good," she moaned out. He smirked and moved away. She sighed, disappointed. He licked his lips and moved up to her.

“Condom?,” he whispered with a smirk. “If you want to. I am on the pill, if you don’t want to. Besides, I haven’t been with anyone since you,” she said shyly as she looked into his eyes. His eyes light up. He really did want to feel her and he liked the fact that he was the last one she had been with even more. “Really? Are you sure?,” he asked, not wanting her to regret anything. She nodded. “You need to say it out loud,” he said not wanting there to be any misunderstandings. She pecked his lips thinking he was so cute when he got protective like that. “I am sure,” she said against his lips.

He looked down and pumped himself a few times before letting himself slide his member through her folds. They both moaned. Feeling skin to skin contact for the first time was amazing. He usually always uses a condom. Being with so many different women was risky. She wasn't a risk and he felt more excited by getting to feel her for real this time. They were both looking down waiting for the connection. He gently pushed himself in, feeling her skin to skin for the very first time. He groaned at how tight she was. He looked up at her. She was squeezing him a bit too much. He couldn't move. He felt bigger than she remembered and now that the condom wasn't there to help him slide in easier, it hurt. He kissed her lips softly to calm her down. He felt her walls loosen a tiny bit and he started to move his hips still enjoying her sweet lips. They moaned against each other's lips, starting to feel good together. He moved a bit faster and they had to stop the kiss, so they could moan freely. The pain slowly went away and him filling her up felt even better than she remembered. His bare skinned member felt so good going in and out of her. Zack didn't know why but he felt the need to look deeply into her eyes. So he did and was mesmerised by their beauty. "You have such beautiful eyes," he said softly without noticing it, he went a bit slower with his thrusts. He moved his hips in a special way to feel her up completely, making her feel as good as he could. They looked into each other's eyes so deeply. She had never felt so amazing before. He moved his hips so smoothly and hit her spot perfectly. He kissed her lips and she couldn't deny how she could feel his passion. As he released her lips and looked deep into her eyes again, their breaths and moans blended together as one. This was the best feeling for both of them. They both reached their high at the same time. Zack released so deeply inside of her. He kissed her forehead and as he pulled out he looked away from her.

He was so confused at what had just happened. What was she doing to him? He had this weird feeling in his stomach he had never felt before. She moved off the bed and kissed his cheek before running to the bathroom to clean herself up. He stood up from the bed and started to find his clothes and put hers on the chair in the corner. He was confused and didn’t know what to do, so he did what he always did after s*x. He gathered his things and got ready to leave. “What are you doing?,” he turned around to look at her still undressed as he heard her voice. “Are you leaving already?,” she asked, confused. The last time he stayed the night, so the fact that he was now leaving confused her. He just sighed, he didn’t really know what he was doing just like he hadn’t known what to say to her earlier. “So you just show up out of nowhere. You forced your way into my apartment. We have s*x and then you just leave. If you really don’t want me to hate you, then this is a bad start...,” she was cut off. Zack tossed all of his clothes frustrated on the floor and walked to her. He wrapped his arms around her body as he smashed his lips on her, wanting her to shut up. She was surprised. He lifted her up from the floor and walked to the bed still kissing her. He placed her down as he stopped the kiss and hovered above her looking into her eyes. “Shut up and go out with me?,” he simply said, like it was no big deal. “What?,” she whispered confused, not believing what she had just heard. She knew that Zack was a playboy. “Go out with me. No strings attached. I just like spending my time with you,” he said, feeling embarrassed looking away from her. He just wanted an excuse to keep seeing her, this was the only solution he could come up with. “Does that mean we are sort of exclusive or?,” she said with a little giggle, finding him cute. “Hey don’t get too far ahead of yourself. I don’t do boyfriend/girlfriend. But yes, we are physically exclusive. No one else can touch you,” he said as he looked into her eyes again. He could see a bit of disappointment in them. She thought about it and liked the thought of having him all to herself. “Okay. I guess it's fine since you aren’t working for my dad anymore,” she said and as soon as she finished he kissed her lips. They crawled under the covers and snuggled up together as they soon drifted off to sleep.