Broken

Chapter 28: Softest place on earth

Fatima and Zac entered his apartment quietly, having successtully avoided any curious eyes from the other residents. As the door closed behind them, Fatima looked around with a content smile.
"I never told you how much I adore your place. It's so cozy," she said, placing her bag and the picnic basket on the table.

Zac smiled, setting down the rest of their picnic supplies in a corner. "Really? The billionaire Ms. Wilson likes my apartment?" he asked with playful sarcasm.

Fatima turned to face him, her expression earnest as she nodded. Zac stepped closer, his hands sliding down to grab her ass, pulling her against him. She bit her lip and whispered, "I do... maybe it's because I like you." A smile played on her lips.

"Well, I love you," Zac said, his voice firm and sincere. He wasn't backing down from that L word anytime soon. "And I'm gonna keep saying it until you feel the same way too."

Fatima's heart warmed at his words. The truth was, she did love him; she just didn't know how to say it back. The weight of her unspoken feelings hung between them. She cupped his face tenderly and leaned in, kissing him softly on the lips. Zac responded with equal tenderness, lifting her effortlessly off the ground.

As he carried her towards the bedroom, their kisses deepened, each touch more intimate than the last. They reached the bedroom, and Zac gently placed her down. Their eyes locked, watching each other as they undressed, and for a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. They were wrapped in the warmth of their connection, a silent understanding passing between them.

"Do you know that your lips are the biggest turn-on for me?" Zac murmured, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close.

"Mmm... are they?" she teased.

"Yeah." He nodded slowly, and she grabbed his biceps, spinning them around.

"So, where would you like me to put them?" she asked, kissing his lips before gently pushing him back, causing him to stumble and fall onto the mattress.

She climbed on top of him, hovering over him.

"Here?" She kissed his neck. "Or here?" She then kissed his chest and continued lower, planting kisses all over his stomach.

"Do you like them there?"

Zac bit his lip, watching her every move. "You're getting warmer," he smiled as her fingers slipped into the waistband of his trunks.

"Oh, am I?" Fatima smirked, pulling them down and watching in awe as his member sprang free.

Fatima grasped his shaft and placed a kiss on the tip, then licked off the precum. Her mouth slowly slid down on him, causing him to jerk slightly. She pulled back while moaning, looking up at him with her glossy dark eyes. He bit his bottom lip, finding her utterly captivating.

"Open your mouth," Zac instructed.

Without hesitation, Fatima opened her mouth wide, her tongue hanging out, gazing at him with lustful eyes. Zac rubbed his tip over her tongue before sliding it in and began to thrust his hips slowly. Fatima matched his rhythm, hollowing her cheeks. Zac started moving harder, making her eyes water. He pushed all the way in, causing her to gag. When he pulled back, thinking she wanted to stop, she surprised him by grabbing him and deep-throating him with renewed fervor.

"What the fuuuuuck?" he groaned, biting down on his lip.

He felt his stomach tighten, shutting his eyes as he neared climax. He tried to pull Fatima away, but she held on.