"Zack, put me down. You're being ridiculous," Terri protested as Zack carried her up the flight of stairs to her apartment.
"No, sweet, I'm being the type of man that you deserve," Zack replied, nuzzling into her neck.
"I hope this isn't my present. Because if it is, it's nice, but not what I was expecting."
"And just what were you expecting, Buttercup?" Zack asked, pulling his face back with a mischievous grin on his face. Hopefully, she was expecting exactly what he was going to give her.
"Umm, well, judging from the look that you gave me in the car, I was kind of expecting wild sex on various surfaces in the apartment." Terri could feel her cheeks heat as she thought about just what they could do on those surfaces. Surfaces like the kitchen counter, the dining room table, the couch...As the list went on, Terri could feel the moisture pooling between her legs. Zack knew how to put it down and do it so good that she was no good for the rest of the night.
Zack let out a husky chuckle before speaking. "Oh, someone's feeling like being a naughty girl tonight. I like it."
Zack supported Terri while she unlocked the door. He carried her into the house and closed the door with his foot. Terri reminded him that the door needed to be locked, so he twirled around, spinning quickly, so Terri was able to lock the door. Well, after she stopped holding on to him for dear life.
"So are you going to put me down now, stud?"
"No. I kind of like holding you in my arms. Plus, this way, you can't get away from me. I want to give you your present now." And to illustrate his point, he lowered her so that her rear end brushed his hard on.
Terri smiled and bit her bottom lip. She never got over how well-endowed Zack was. It was long, thick and the man really knew how to use it. She didn't need him to be hung like a fucking horse, but it sure was one hell of a perk to being with him.
She continued to hold on to him as he carried her to his room. After they had officially started dating, Zack had gotten rid of the old bed and upgraded to a king size canopy bed. Terri had teased him about it being a princess bed and had actually called him princess a few times, but after he grabbed her, tossed her into the bed, and showed her a few of the reasons he had for getting the bed, she held her tongue from then on. She especially loved it when he tied her up with some of her scarves and had his way with her. She wasn't a bondage chick, but the way he made her feel, desirable, beautiful, helpless and yet safe, well, it was an addictive combination. Or maybe she was just a kink and Zack was just able to discover the things that turned her on, things she didn't even know turned her on.
Zack laid her down on his bed and climbed in after her. He couldn't decide what to do, jump her or go through with what he was planning. After looking at Terri and watching the rise and fall of her ample bosom, he knew that it would be over quickly if he was in charge. He had been on edge all night, watching Terri strut around in her dress. If he had his way with her, he would be in her right then and it would be a hard, fast coupling, with both of them screaming out their climaxes. But, as a present, he figured that the sex should last longer than 20 minutes and should include some foreplay.
Zack gave Terri a cheeky smile before stripping out of his clothing, slowly. Terri's eyes greedily took in Zack's form, watching him peel the layers off until there was nothing left. Zack's cock pointed upwards, coming close to his belly button. He was so hard, mostly because of the way Terri was staring at him. She was hungry for his body and who was he to deny her a feast?
Zack came back to lay beside Terri in the bed. He turned to her and looking into her expressive brown orbs, glazed over with desire, he said, "Your present is me, to do with what you will."
Terri's eyes widened, at the sight of Zack laying there and looking extremely fuckable. She wanted to mount him right then and there, but she guessed what his intentions were. He wanted to draw their lovemaking out, even though she could tell he was itching to lay it down so hard the bed creaked and the neighbors called the cops for all of the screaming that would go on. Since Zack wanted to take it slow, she would oblige...and have some fun of her own. "What if I want to throw you out?"
Zack frowned up at her before answering. "You mean fuck my brains out? Because that would be ok with me."
Terri laughed. "In your dreams, Zack."
"Every night, sweet, every night." A slow smile spread across Zack's face. "Why don't you show me what you think about at night, Buttercup."
Terri arched an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
Zack propped himself up on his elbow. "Don't think I haven't noticed...It's hard not to when you're making those amazing little sounds that I love so much. Although, I would probably appreciate them more if I was the one making you moan."
Terri felt her face heat. He knew!?! Of course the bastard hadn't said anything. He just laid there all those nights and watched as Terri brought herself to orgasm, thinking about his cock and how she wanted it inside of her right then.
Zack chuckled. "I love to watch you masturbate, Terri. It is one of the most sensual things that I have seen in a long time. Just looking at those long brown fingers of yours plugging up your hole and rubbing your clit gets me going. And to know that you're thinking of me, when I hear your little breathless pants and the way you say my name. Mmmm...Buttercup, you drive me wild. It'd be nice if you woke me up so I could play too, though."
Terri punched Zack lightly in the arm. "I didn't want to wake you up. I was being nice."
"Babe, anytime you need pleasure, feel free to wake me up, even if I'm just pretending to be asleep. I live to give you pleasure. I live to hear you say my name as you come." Zack paused to lick his plump pink lips. "Show me what you think about."
