Open Marriage (ON HOLD)

Chapter 29

Y/N chuckled, eyes slightly closed, feeling Zac crawl into bed with her that morning. Starla helped her get the kids off to David's house before climbing back into the bed to wait for her husband.

"I was kind of hoping you would be naked," he whispered, leaning down, burying his face into his wife's neck.

"Why would I deprive you of the satisfaction of ripping off my clothes," she commented, running her fingers through Zac's brown hair.

"I do like taking off your clothes," he mumbled, moving his hand up her shirt.

Y/N breath hitched, feeling his hands against her skin. "I don't get breakfast first?"

"Nope," he answered. "Because you made me wait."

Y/N scoffed, "I gave you what you wanted last night. Did you forget?"

Zac moaned into her neck while the memories from last night replayed in his head. "Oh, baby, I didn't forget. I just wanted you as well, and you held out on me."

The woman pulled his face away from her neck, gazing up at him. "So needy."

He smirked, connecting his lips to her. A moan escaped his wife's mouth as Zac pressed himself against her.

"Your mom gone?" Y/N asked, slinging her hand down his body.

"Yes," he hissed, feeling her nails dig into his skin. "Now, I can do whatever I want to you."

They spent their morning reconnecting as husband and wife should. Zac realized the whole morning with Y/N felt different. It felt as if they were reawakening everything they had so long ago. Even when Zac gazed down at his wife's marred body, he quickly glanced up at her wedding ring. It fueled him to rack Y/N's body with unspeakable pleasure. The more time he spent wrapped in his wife's body, the less the marks bothered him. She belonged to him, no matter who placed the love bites on her gorgeous body.

"I definitely need food now," Y/N moaned, rising to her feet, her legs giving our immediately, causing her to fall back onto the bed.

Zac laughed, pulling her back to him. "Maybe You should let me get food."

"You broke me," she whined, her back pressed against Zac's chest.

"Yes, I did," he chuckled, feeling a bit proud of himself.

"Well, it looks like you maintained your goal. I'm not leaving this bed anytime soon," Y/N smiled, feeling Zac's arms grip her body tighter.

The actor grinned, hearing her sigh in content against him. "Good, because I'm not done with you yet."

Y/N groaned, feeling his lips against her neck. "Please, get my food first, then I'll do whatever you want."

"I like that," he whispered, kissing her shoulder.

Zac took his time, pulling himself away from his wife and out of their bed. A smile crept across his face when he heard Y/N whine at the sight of his naked body.

"That ass," she murmured, laying her head against their many pillows.

"Are you objectifying me?"

"You objectify me every day, baby," she reminded him, purposely spreading her legs, running a hand playfully down her body.

"I thought you wanted me to get you food," he said, standing at the end of the bed, eyes fixed on his wife's body.

"I do. I'm just showing you what you have waiting for you when you get back. I would hurry, or I might have to start without you," Y/N smirked, closing her legs, hiding her body under the oversized comforter.