9. warm feelin

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2 days later

Christmas morning
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Since the Holiday Break '23 began Zac and Fatima hadn't been able to get enough of each other. He would only leave to grab whatever he need during his stay at Fatima's and he always requested her to ride with him. They stayed up until 2 am after baking another batch of Christmas cookies, assembling and decorating a gingerbread house along with singing and dancing around her livingroom to whatever song played on Apple music's R&B Christmas playlist. Despite Zac's egg nog recipe being on the stronger side, the real cause for them feeling as good as they did was because they were together. He couldn't see himself doing half of this stuff on his own but he was on whatever time she was.

It was going on 9am and there was no sign of the sun but it was still a beautiful day nonetheless. Fatima was still asleep, clutching a pillow to her chest as she lay on her stomach. With one knee up by her elbow and her other leg stretched out, her body let her know she needed the rest and planned on soaking up every second. She didn't even hear Zac creep back into her room. The thought crossed his mind to let her sleep but he was bored being up all by himself.

Zac stood at the foot of the bed, lifting the comforter to duck his head under before crawling in. Meanwhile, Fatima lay slumbering until his warm breath traveled up the inside of her thigh. Even then it felt like a dream but when the thin material that made up her shorts was being pulled down, Fatima reacted naturally. Jumping out of her sleep, yanking the covers from her body and swinging over her shoulder. Now being exposed, Zac reached up and grabbed her arm in mid air, pinning it behind her back. "Calm down" he lovingly said, taking her shorts down further.

"Za—" she tried, looking back at him but he wouldn't let her speak. "Shush Fatima" he gently scolded, letting her arm go and throwing her shorts across the room. "Lay on your stomach" he ordered and Fatima obliged without hesitation. The still quietness in the room made her anxious before she felt Zac's hands slowly slide up the back of her thighs until they were positioned right under her ass. He tucked his thumbs under her cheeks and spread them apart causing Fatima to take a sharp inhale, biting on her lip when Zac's soft lips touched her pussy lips from behind. "Mmmm" Zac hummed in between eating, sending small vibrations through her body. He smacked her ass and smirked with heartfelt delight when it jiggled against his face. 

"Mm, fuhhck" Fatima whispered as Zac continued his morning assault. Granted they have enjoyed themselves enjoying each other for the past few days but Zac wanting a face full of ass and a mouth packed with pussy first thing in the morning was undefeated. He relentlessly ate away until he felt her body tensed up.
"Oo shit" she moaned in what little voice she found. Zac turned his body so he could lay on his back and he grabbed Fatima's thighs, lifting them up. He pulled her back on his face so she would ultimately have a place to sit. Fatima smiled from being taken by surprise but that subsided the minute Zac's mouth covered her folds. He reached up and slapped her ass again causing it jiggle while he slowly sucked and pulled.

"Uhh, oh i'm gonna cum, shh-" Fatima moaned, pressing her body against his mouth, begging for more "Ahhh" she rolled her hips and just as Fatima felt her spine tighten, Zac flipped her over so she was on her back and he was in between her legs. He never removed his lips from around her clit, adding two of his fingers to make her squirm. "Baaabahhh" she panted out into the pillow she had taken with her when they flipped. "Mhm" Zac hummed as her walls tightened around his fingers. She grabbed the top of his head and looked down at him, their eyes met at the moment her toes curled and he removed his fingers. Her hips bucked against Zac's mouth and her body leaked on his flattened tongue as he caught every drop, cleaning her up in the process. Fatima let out a sigh, laying back with her eyes closed. She barely felt like she was on the ground the way he always made her body feel when he was done with her.

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