All For You

Chapter XVII ~ Mine -Steamy

Zack took a deep breath and got ready to tell her about his past. She shifted on his lap and got herself comfortable ready to listen. “My dad had PTSD, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. He never got the help he should have gotten and often took his anger out on my mom and I. For years, after he retired from the war in Afghanistan, he used to beat my mom. My mom would often take the blame for any issue and push me out of the way. I was too young to do anything about it,” he said regretfully as he looked down, needing a minute before speaking again. Genevieve took his hand in hers and caressed the back of it with her thumb comforting him. He took a deep breath and continued. “My mom tried to leave him, wanting to take me with her but he wouldn’t let us leave. He threatened her and said he would kill the both of us if she ever tried. That’s why my mom had anxiety. She was scared and didn’t know how to protect me from him. She would let him beat her half to death taking the blame for my mistakes. One time, I came home from school and had gotten my first grade ever for a science project. I had only gotten a B and my dad was furious. I was around 10 or 11 at the time. He slapped me and that was when my mom jumped in claiming she had given me wrong information for the project making it her fault. I was sent to bed without dinner and locked in my room. I could hear my mom crying and begging for her life as he hit her,” he sighed, feeling his voice starting to break. He had never told anyone about this. Not even the other guys. She hugged him tightly and caressed his bare back. He closed his arms around her holding her as close as he could. The first tear ran down his cheek as he continued. “My mom lost her eyesight in her left eye that night. I decided that I would get stronger and learn how to protect her. I started sneaking out in the middle of the night going for runs and I even stole one of my dad’s guns and learned how to shoot. But one night my dad found me in the woods behind our house with his gun. I was sure he was gonna kill me but he seemed pleased instead. He decided to train me. The more energy he used on my training the less he used on beating my mom. So I worked hard. I let him push me to the breaking point and beyond,” he said and she could hear a shift in his voice. She pushed back a little and looked into his eyes. They were burning with anger. “He would wake me up in the middle of the night making me run for 10 miles before teaching me how to disarm a real bomb with my bare hands. He taught me how to build them too. He would make me run through a field with booby traps. One of them could easily have cut my legs off. He taught me all I know. I knew how to kill another person in more than a thousand ways before I even had my first kiss,” he paused and looked at her lips. His gaze softened. He sighed and placed his forehead onto hers. “When I was 15 and I had trained under my dad for years. I was finally ready to stand up to him. I thought I could teach him a lesson and convince him to let me and my mom leave. But things didn’t go as I planned. He pulled out his rifle and pointed it at my mom. I tried to take it from him but he fired a shot that hit my mom in her shoulder. My anger got the better of me and I ripped the rifle out of his hands and pointed it at him. As he looked me in the eyes... I... I just couldn’t pull the trigger. I was so angry at him, but I just couldn't pull that damn trigger,” he paused, closing his eyes replaying the scene in his head. “My dad looked me straight in the eye and called me a coward. He walked to my mom and pulled her up by her collar from the floor as she begged for him to stop. He made her look at me and told her what a disgrace of a son I was and that it was her fault. As he tried to strangle her I aimed the rifle at his back and shut him twice. Seeing him trying to kill my mom pushed me to finally pull that stupid trigger. He fell on top of my mom. As my mom crawled out from under him she looked at me with fear in her eyes. I walked to him and she begged me to stop. He looked up at me as the blood fluted out from his mouth. That was when he said it ‘finally, you are my son after all’ as he said that I shot him in the head. My mom screamed in terror. I tried to help her with her gunshot wound but she wouldn’t let me touch her. I called the police and handed myself in. Now you know,” he said and sighed, opening his eyes looking down away from her, not knowing what to do now. She disconnected their foreheads and lifted his chin up to make him look her in the eye. “I’m proud of you for telling me. Thank you. That mustn't have been easy,” she said and kissed his cheek softly. She wasn’t scared or mad at him for what he had done. He did it in self defense. It was cases like his that had made her want to be a defense attorney. He wasn’t a monster. She could see the guilt in his eyes. “You saved your mom. It was self defense. What you did doesn’t make you a monster, Zackary,” she said sweetly and he looked surprised at her. “My mom thinks I am,” he said sadly. She looked at him confused. “What? How could she think that?,” she asked, tilting her head. “I haven’t seen her since that night. The way she looked at me told me everything I needed to know. The only thing she saw was my dad when she looked at me. The guys are my family. I met Skyler and Tayden in juvenile. They introduced me to Ethan and Isaac. They got me out of juvenile and assigned to the team by the government, paying off my sentence. Matthew and Noah joined soon after. As soon as I turned 18 I went on my first mission after training with the team up till then. We have all been together ever since,” Zack finished Genevieve knew his whole story now. It was more than he had wanted to tell her but he wanted her to have a chance to choose to run away. “Zack?,” she snapped him out of his thoughts. “Yes?,” he answered looking up at her. “This doesn’t change the way I feel about you. If anything it only confirms what I already knew. That you are a good guy,” she said with a smile. He looked at her confused. He wasn’t convinced. He had always thought that no one could ever love him. But she did. “Despite what you might think. You deserve to be happy and if I make you happy, you can have me. I’d love to be your girlfriend Zackary,” she said and smiled sweetly.

A smile grew on his lips as he blushed. She was the most beautiful human being in any way. He kissed her passionately with so much love as he hugged her tightly. He paused the kiss and looked at her. “Only one problem. I don’t know how to do boyfriend/girlfriend…,” she cut him off and smashed her lips on his, holding him close by wrapping her arms around his neck. “Shut up,” she mumbled against his lips. She knew he was teasing her. He was doing just fine. He didn’t have to do anything special now that they were a couple. He smirked as he chuckled and placed his hands on her ass and pulled her closer to his hips. She gasped, filling the connection of their lower part together. He slid in his tongue and tasted all of her. He kissed her hungrily and hummed by the sensation. His deeb humming and shivers down her spine as she felt the vibration in his chest. She slowly moved her hand to his chest before pushing him down onto the bed. He sighed in disappointment when he had to leave her lips. “Slow down tiger. I’m all yours,” she said playfully and winked at him. She took off her top. She looked at the bandage and paused. “Don’t do that, Genevieve. I need you. I don’t have time for you to worry about me,” he said, flipping them over and hovering above her. She looked at him surprised before he attacked her neck. He found her sweet spot and sucked on it. He moved with kisses down to her shoulder before he marked her as his own. Hickeys weren't really his thing but he felt the need to leave his mark on her. He knew she didn’t like it when it was too visible, so he made sure it was a place on her shoulder where she could easily cover it. She moaned, accepting his love mark gladly. She ran her fingers down his bare chest to his abs. She smiled to herself wondering how she managed to stay focused and listen to him telling her about his past, sitting on him while he was shirtless. She thanked herself for taking the bloody shirt of him after he had been such an i***t getting all soaked like that. She felt his muscles down his chest and stomach. She moaned, feeling him nipping on her skin with his teeth. Reaching his pants with her fingers, she opened them and let her hand slide over the fabric of his boxers. He moaned against her neck. She loved his moans, they were so sexy. She let a finger slightly run over his b***r and earned another sexy moan from him. She slid her hand into his boxers and grabbed his member in her small hand. He whimpered, feeling her cold hand on his member like that. He stopped what he was doing on her neck and looked down. He watched as her hand slowly started pleasuring him. He moaned, loving what she was doing. “f**k baby. That’s good,” he moaned. She couldn’t stop looking at his pleasurable expression as she worked him. He looked so sexy. He looked up into her eyes, needy. “I need you now, Genie,” he moaned and she giggled. She thought he was cute when he begged for it. He smiled loving her cute giggles. He took her hand away from his member and kissed it, breathing heavily. “What are you doing to me Genevieve?,” he asked, fully aware of what he said. She blushed and giggled lightly. “I don’t know. Show me how I make you feel,” she said playfully. He smiled with happiness in his eyes. He kissed her hand again as he looked into her eyes. “As you wish, my angel,” he said sweetly as he slowly took off her pants and thong. He took off her bra and made her lay comfortably at the top of the bed with a pillow under her head. He looked at her naked body lovingly before he came up to her face. He brushed his nose over hers playfully and kissed her face all over cutely. She giggled and loved this side of him. It was just as sexy as his dominant side. He looked her in the eyes. “You are the most beautiful.” He whispered against her lips. She was mesmerised. He stood up from the bed and took off the last of his clothes before lying down with his face at her thighs. He spread her legs and looked up at her. “Now where did I come from?” He said playfully, referring to the fact that he had to stop early because of her dad. He blew on her core and she whimpered. “Please don’t tease me,” she begged him. He smirked and kissed her c**t. He smiled to himself, noticing how wet she was. He licked and she moaned. He started pleasuring her with his tongue. Her moans yet again sounded like music to his ears. He just loved knowing all the moans were because of him. He sucked good on her c**t and shook his head to give her more pleasure. “Arh.... Zackary. Mmmmm that’s so good,” she moaned out, struggling to take all of the pleasure. She felt a knot building up in her lower stomach. He noticed the change in her moans and knew she was close. He gave it his all and licked it so well wanting her to feel even more amazing. She reached her hand down to his hair and let it run through. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. She was so close. “Zack-ah,” she moaned as she reached her high. He teasingly licked her c**t, earning a whimper because of how sensitive she was. He chuckled amused. He sat up in-between her legs and looked at her breathing heavily, shaking from the adrenaline. She looked at him and saw his amused smirk. “Ups I think I might have made you c*m,” he said playfully. She giggled and reached her hands out for him. He accepted her invitation to come and lay on top of her. He would never refuse such an invitation from her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly. He connects their lower parts as he grinds, feeling himself hardened against her soft p***y. She whimpered, still feeling sensitive but she felt good. She loved how he grinded against her like that. He moaned against her lips, getting more impatient by the second. He had to stop kissing her and instead moan. “Arh.... you ready baby?,” he moaned looking into her eyes, needy. She nodded with a cute smile, biting her lower lip. He couldn’t help but smile back at her. He positioned himself and let his member slowly slide in. She moaned, feeling him inside of her. He looked down at her and she noticed and looked back up into his eyes. He pecked her lips before he started moving his hips. They looked into each other’s eyes and moaned together. He moved slowly but deeply, wanting to last long so he had time to convince her that she made the right choice by choosing him. He moved his hips well, holding eye contact with her. Her pleasurable expression was his second favourite after her smile, of course. He moved his hips faster, being careful he didn’t hurt her. She was still sore from his roughness from last night. But it was a different kind of pleasure. It was romantic. He had never done it like this before. The closest thing to it was the second time he had s*x with Genevieve. Back then he was so confused. He wasn’t this time. This kind of s*x wasn’t about thrusting hard or fast. It was about moving his hips just right. She had to admit he moved his hips better than just right. She could see from the way he looked at her and felt from the way he moved his hips, that he had taken her joke about showing her how he felt seriously. It was sort of cute how hard he tried and she could really feel the love he felt for her. He didn’t have to say it. She knew he probably wasn’t ready to say it out loud. But it was okay, he didn’t have too. In his case, actions really did say more than a thousand words. He moved a little faster and kissed her cheek before he rested his head on her shoulder. He was working so hard to make her feel good. Her moans reassured him of his amazing work. She held him close and caressed his back. He was starting to get close and he could tell by her moans that she was too. “Mmm Zack you are too good,” she moaned in his ear. That gave him strength to give it his last energy and make them both c*m together. He filled her up nicely with his c*m. They moaned in sync as they looked into each other's eyes. She kissed his cheek. “Are you ever gonna stop surprising me with new tricks in bed?,” she giggled. He smiled and kissed her nose. “Not if I can help it,” he said with a smile and winked before he pulled out and collapsed on her chest. He closed his eyes, feeling tired. She giggled at his cute facial expression. “Baby, you can’t fall asleep on me just yet. I need to clean up first,” she said gently and played with his earlobe between her fingers. He sighed in disappointment before he rolled her off. “Fine but hurry up,” he said disappointed, as she stood up and ran to the bathroom. She came out a few minutes later. He was lying on his back, hands behind his head and the blanket pulled up covering his lower part. She couldn’t help but notice how sexy he looked. Arms flexed, veins popped out in his lower arm, abs, his V-line and his handsome face. She snapped back to reality when she noticed the way he was staring at her. He watched her closely, biting his lower lip. “Zack. Don’t stare at me like that,” she whined and covered herself with her arms as well as she could. “Why? Am I not even allowed to look at my own girlfriend now,” he said playfully he knew how shy she gets after s*x. “No you are not. Put a ring on it and we can talk about it,” she joked. He laughed and reacted out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her down to cuddle with him. “Zack,” she said surprised and was about to hit his chest, but he caught her wrist before pulling her in for a kiss. He rolled over and hovered above her as he went between her legs. He stopped the kiss and looked into her eyes. “Genevieve. I’ll do my best to deserve you,” he said seriously before giving her a sweet goodnight kiss. He laid down on her and rested his head on her chest. She moved her hands to his hair and shoulder and caressed him gently. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tightly as they both drifted off to sleep.