Save Me #1

25| Bad news

The next day, I wake up hot and sweaty, buried under Zach. His body is laying half on top of mine, and his head rests on my belly. Our legs are tangled and his hand rests on my upper arm.

I smile involuntarily at our closely intertwined position and try to free myself from the weight and heat of his body, but Zach groans unwillingly and tightens his grip around me.

"Go back to sleep!" he orders without opening his eyes, and I can't help but chuckle.

"I'm hot and I want to shower," I whisper and make another attempt to roll out of his embrace, but Zach's body doesn't move an inch. Instead, he pulls the cover over his head.

"Not happening!" he mutters hoarsely, his voice thick of sleep.

"Zach!" I protest but stop as I feel the weight of his head getting lifted, and light kisses being placed on my belly where it just rested.

Zach moves his body, so he's lying between my legs now. When I realize what his intentions are, I immediately pull the cover aside.

Zach smirks up at me and traces little kisses from my hipbone down to my pubic bone. Only the thin material of my panties separates his hot lips from my at least as hot skin.

"Remember yesterday when you gave me head? I told you I wanted to return the favor," he says and then places a light kiss on my center.

I inhale sharply as he slowly pulls down my lacy panties, leaving me completely exposed in front of his face.

Zach eyes me down there for a second and licks his lips.

"Beautiful," he mumbles, and looks up to me again before starting to kiss me there.

A loud moan escapes my throat at the feeling of his tongue skillfully working on me. He shoves one finger into my slick opening and starts thrusting it in and out teasingly slow.

The feeling of his tongue mixed with his fingers is overwhelmingly pleasuring, and I grab his tousled dark hair, losing myself in the sparkling sensation which runs through every inch of my body.

Zach adds another finger and quickens his movements, making me wince and writhe. I tighten my grip in his hair and tug hard on it, which elicits a desperate moan from Zach's throat.

"I wanna hear you, baby," he groans.

I tilt my hips to meet his thrusts and arch my back as he hits the perfect spot with his fingers.

"Right there," I pant and press down his head with my hand. I quickly feel my pleasure building as Zach applies more pressure with his tongue.

"Fuck...I'm going to come, Zach," I moan and close my eyes as I tighten around his fingers. The tingling feeling of my orgasm flows through my body and leaves me shaking and moaning as Zach lets me ride out my high.

When I open my eyes again Zach is lying next to me and watches my face with his lips slightly swollen and glistening.

"I nearly got off by just watching you come," he states hoarsely. "I need to finish, or I won't be able to think clearly for the rest of the day!"

My eyes follow his hand which slides down to the bulge of his boxers. I swallow as I watch him pulling down his underwear and wrapping his long fingers around his length.

I never watched someone else pleasuring himself, and I must admit it's the hottest thing I've ever seen.

I bite my bottom lip and look up to meet Zach's eyes again.

"Do you want me to help you?" I croak out.

Zach chuckles and shakes his head.

I look down to his pumping hand again and, as by itself, my hand wanders down to my own center.