Zaaron: Grown-ish, but for real (BOOK 3)

Part 11: Missed You

Author Note: Hey! Back with an update, although there are only a couple parts left in this story! As I said, it will be much shorter than the others, but I hope you enjoy regardless. Also, another note, the new covers for the story were made by @NefieBolin so make sure you show her some love Xx

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*Mature

Zoey narrates.

This evening, I'm finally arriving back at the airport home, after a three week long work trip in Europe.

I was such a lovely trip, but I missed Aaron and the kids so much (despite the constant FaceTime and texting), so I couldn't wait to see them.

The airport is busy upon my arrival, as I pull my suitcase along, heading toward the exit to call a car. As I'm walking, I squint my eyes when I see someone I think I recognise.

Aaron?

I inch closer and my mouth gapes in surprise, when I see him standing there, grinning widely.

'Aaron!' I shout, as I quicken my pace and embrace him in a tight hug, clinging on to him.

'I missed you so much.' I say, not letting go.

'I missed you too, baby.' He says, laughing, as I finally let go. He leans down and takes my lips in his, softly, as I drape my arms around his shoulders and reciprocate.

'I didn't know you were coming to pick me up! I thought you said you had a meeting.' I say.

'I cancelled it. I knew that I wouldn't be able to focus and all I'd be thinking about is seeing you.' He says, kissing my cheek, as I shake my head.

'Where are the kids?' I ask, as we pull apart and Aaron takes my suitcase and we start to walk through the airport, his other hand holding mine.

'AJ is staying over at your mom's tonight, something about Jack needing his help, and Zara is out for dinner with Nathaniel's family.' He replies, as I nod.

'So what you're saying is...we have the place to ourselves tonight?' I ask, as he smirks.

'What did you have in mind?' He asks.

'Well, when I was in Paris I did a little shopping and I brought something that I think you'll like.' I reply, as we get to the car and he loads my suitcase.

He looks at me confused, as he opens the car door for me.

'Like, for me?' He asks.

'No, for me.' I reply, as he nods.

'But for you to take off.' I add, seductively, as his eyes widen and I laugh.

'Zoey, we need to go home. Now.' He says, as he kisses my cheek and then gestures me to hurry up and get in the car.

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'Zoey, are you done yet?' Aaron calls out, and I laugh.

'Almost!' I shout back, from the bathroom. As promised to Aaron, I've changed into a tight, revealing, red lace lingerie set, with stockings, that I'd brought on my trip. I quickly spray some perfume, before heading back into the bedroom.

When Aaron sees me, he immediately puts his phone down and stares at me.

I twirl around, placing my hands on my hips.

'What do you think?' I ask, as he licks his lips and whistles.

'You look...incredible.' He says.

I slowly walk over to him, as he keeps his eyes fixated on me, sitting on the edge of the bed. When I reach him, I use my knee to push his legs apart, positioning myself in between. He looks up at me, as I hold his face, stroking it gently.

'What do you think of the colour?' I ask.

'Red is definitely your colour.' He responds.

'And the lace?' I ask.

'Easier to rip apart.' He says, biting his lip, and running his hands up and down my back.

'Do you like the stockings?' I ask.

'They're hot.' He replies.

'And what about my heels?' I ask, lifting one of my legs up on to the bed beside him.

'They scream powerful.' He replies, and I smile.

He strokes my leg, as I arch my body over him, and he moves his hands all over my body. After a little while, I hold his face in my hand, lifting it so that he's looking directly at me.

I lean in and kiss him, as he reciprocates, pushing my hair back out of my face, the kiss deepening, as he breathes into me. He lifts me on to his lap, as I straddle him with my legs on either side.

As I continue to kiss him, his hands wander my breasts, as he pulls down the straps of the bra, his fingers circling my nipples as I sigh into him.

In between kissing, I pull off his shirt, feeling up his solid abs, as he continues to play with my breasts.

He pulls away momentarily.

'I want to look at you. But I also want to kiss you.' He says, which makes me laugh, as he then flips me over, so my back is lying flat on the bed, and he towers over me.

He starts to kiss my chest area, as I unbuckle the belt of his jeans, pulling them off, and reaching into his boxers. I stroke him, looking directly into his eyes.

'Wait.' He says.

'You first.' He adds, as he crawls his hand down my underwear, feeling how wet I am.

The lace bothers him, having fiddled with it for only a couple seconds, so he rips it apart, giving him full access, as he strokes me, before before inserting his fingers, as I gasp.

'It's okay.' He says, stroking my arm, as he continues. He carries on with his fingers, as I move my body in the same rhythm, before letting out a loud moan.

'God, Zoey, don't do this to me.' He says, his eyes beaming, as he takes his mouth down, and I arch my body backward, begging him to carry on.

I hold his the top of his head to steady him, as he continues, and I close my eyes, letting the intense pressure build up for a while.

'Oh my god!' I shout, and the next thing I know, he crawls back up to my face, holding me close, as my legs shake.

My breathing is heavy, and he kisses my neck softly, as I regain my normal breathing pattern. I hold his face, and look deeply into his eyes.

He smiles at me, and kisses my lips, before gently thrusting inside of me, slow at first whilst I adjust, and then faster.

He keeps his mouth close to mine, and I moan into him, as he continues. He holds my breasts, squeezing them softly, and I dig my fingernails into his back, clinging on to him for support.

He stays close to me, and continues, pushing his body against mine, as I pull him closer and beg for more. He sucks at my neck, just below my ear, as I position my hand around the back of his head.

He finally looks at me again, and I nod, as he kisses me, hard, before pulling out and burying his head in my neck, our bodies hot and sweaty, but intertwined.

He takes a deep breath, before flipping over so that he's laying on his back beside me, and covering us both with the blanket.

He grabs a bottle of water from the bedside table, handing it to me, as I drink it all, and he watches me closely. I pull his t-shirt over me, before lying on his chest, looking up at him.

I stroke his face , as he smiles.

'You're amazing' He says.

'I'm sorry for ruining your outfit. But in my defense, these are hard to navigate!' He adds, making me laugh.

'It's alright.' I say, kissing his lips twice. When I pull away, I run my finger up and down his chest, as he strokes my arm.

'I love you' I add.

'I love you too.' He says, before cuddling me for the rest of the night, as I tell him all about my trip and he lists out everything he wants to do with me for the week, as if I'd been gone for ages.

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