𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳. (completed)

8. playing with fire

Fatima's lustful eyes met his as soon as Zac opened the door. He licked his lips and his dick swelled with anticipation just seeing her in his back seat. He wanted to taste her again but they didn't have time for all that. There was a number of positions he thought Fatima would look good in, plenty of things he wanted to do to her if she let him. Zac wasn't sure if it was the way nobody fucked with her that turned him on or the way she didn't fuck with anybody. Either way, the mean streak she had no shame in wearing was what caught his attention but the stride in her walk, the bounce in her hips and that beautiful face with the smile to match that God blessed only her with is was made him want more. Anything about her made him want to please her in whatever way he could.

Zac sat down beside her, closing and locking the doors before he pulled Fatima's body close to his and she kissed him like she had been waiting to do it all day. She was barely able to get him off her mind after last night/this morning but she managed well. This new found acquaintance she had made in Zac was different, to say the least. She's had a "beneifriend" or two in her past but this didn't feel like those. She didn't know what this was but there was no denying the way it made her feel. The way he talked to her like a human and not an object. The way he concerned himself with her, whether she wanted him to or not. Something about this felt dangerous and maybe that's what turned her on from the beginning.

Passion filled the air around them as their bodies pressed together and their tongues got reacquainted. Zac reached down to pull Fatima's panties to the side at the same time Fatima wedged her hand between them to pull his zipper the rest of the way down. She reached into Zac's underwear, grabbing his hard, hot dick and rose up on her knees just enough to ease her way down on him. Her slickness welcomed him, successfully earning a moan from them at the same time. "Mmm", "Shiit"..

Zac threw his head back when her thighs made full contact with his. "Uhhm" Fatima groaned, lightly twisting her hips before she stuttered, putting Zac under a trance he couldn't shake off if he tried. Zac popped her nipple into his mouth, holding his own throaty moan while he held her close to him as she whined. "Fuck!" Zac gritted against her skin, smacking her ass as she rode him. Fatima looked up at the ceiling of his truck, biting her lip to keep from screaming when he gripped her waist to drag her up and down his dick. Her breaths became uneven and she held onto his wrists, looking into his eyes, bouncing in his lap as he fucked her from underneath. "Ah-ahh, yess!" she cried out.

"You gonna make me buss baby, shit" Zac grunted, resting his face in her neck as she creamed on top of him, moaning and panting through the orgasm he had given her. Zac kept himself together long enough for her to finish before he lifted her body just enough to pull out and release his load, barely missing the inside of her thigh.

"Zac" Fatima said once she regained her breath. She rested her hand in his shoulder but he dug his face deeper in her neck, making her laugh. "Zac, get up. My leg is going to sleep" He didn't say anything before kissing her skin a few times and lifting her off of his lap. "Nah your shit just numb....damn" he mumbled, when he looked down at his pants. There was a wet spot that covered where Fatima was sitting in his lap. "You gotta changing pair of clothes?" she asked, shyly biting her nail.

"Yeah, for the gym..not for the office. Do you?" Zac asked, his eyes signaled for her to look down and when she did she cut her eyes at him, smacking her teeth. "I did the best I could Fatima." he chuckled, getting himself together.

"I guess we're both clocking out early then" Fatima said knowing the wet spots on both of them would dry white when it came to her black dress and his gray slacks. "I'll have Laila grab my laptop and meet me on the 6th floor deck" Fatima said, trying to pull her dress down. She stood up, reaching to the front of the truck for her purse and Zac couldn't fight the opportunity to palm his ass, tapping it a time or two.