I am yours FOREVER (A Zac and Tom story)

A very grateful man

*Lumi*
As soon as we get home Zac is on me, kissing down my neck as his hands softly knead my ass. Clearly he hasn't forgotten my promise. And okay I might have kept stoking the fire just a bit, so he wouldn't forget.

"Damn, sometimes Tom talks too much, I have been thinking about you naked and under me for the last hour". He mumbles as he pulls off my shirt.

"I am sure Tom would have loved it if you shared that". I grin at him

He grabs me, throwing me up on his shoulder. "Naughty, naughty".

"Sit me down your oaf". I wiggle and try to slap his ass.

"Hey, behave". He pinches my buttocks making me squeal. Then he carries me into the bedroom.

Zac gently puts me down on the bed, then he grabs my leggings, pulling them off, followed by my socks. "You look almost edible".

  "Come have a taste then". I grin, already feeling breathless when he starts dropping his clothes leaving him only in boxers..

"Can I ?" His fingers gracing the strap of my bra and I nod, sitting up. His hands sliding around me to unclasp my it and gently remove it. I let myself fall down on the bed.

His fingers slide down under the waistband of my panties, his eyes asking permission and mine answering, I love that he never takes it for granted.

He slowly slides them off, throwing them aside. His eyes are roaming over me. "You are so damn sexy, baby." His words make me pant slightly and I make that little sound that he seems to love so much.

He climbs up on the bed beside me and I just want him to touch me so badly. My whole body is burning with desire. My hands are holding onto the sheets, because I know that his touch will make me lose control.

His warm hands start caressing my arms, then the sides of my body, his thumbs touching my hard nipples when he slides his hands further down. I gasp trying to stop myself from arching into his hands.

He presses his lips to my neck right where my pulse is furiously beating. His strong hands slide over my stomach and closer to my slick folds. I suck in my next breath, anticipating his touch. While his tongue caresses my neck, he moves over me, his legs, sliding in between mine and then spreading my legs further apart.

His hand slides further down and I sigh with pleasure. I feel the tension inside me, feeling his finger so close to my wet core, I am needing his touch so much, but he just keeps teasing me and caresses just above where I long to feel his fingers. In little circles he gets closer and closer to my wet folds, without really touching me there.

I bite my lower lip as I feel another wave of wetness between my thighs. My legs open further involuntarily and I arch my back to feel him closer and to urge his finger deeper, inviting him to touch the wetness he has caused.

"Oh .. please...". I whisper, my hands coming up to grip around his neck. He is still caressing me, teasing me, pushing me further without really touching me where I need to feel him.

"Mmmmm Baby, you are so sweet... so beautiful." His words make me bite my lower lip as his fingertips caress the inside of my thighs, slowly moving closer to the wet folds that wait for his touch.

I gasp his name and then, finally, he slides one of his long fingers down to part my folds. I cry out in pleasure and relief. I want so badly to move and push my hips against his finger to get a bit more pressure. But I am staying still, my eyes closed, just feeling.

"Fuck baby you are so wet... so hot !" His voice drops to a deeper timbre and seems to run like sweet honey over me. I whimper again as I hear his words; they arouse me almost as much as his touch does.