Gunslinger {Under Editing}

Chapter 3

*~*~*EDITED 12/29/2018*~*~*

"Well ummmm, I was just going to see if your ready to go?" he asked, looking at the floor, rubbing his neck "The guy's and I were going to watch a game and drink. So I'm not sure what time it will be done. So if you want a ride home, I'll give you one" he said.

I looked over at the clock on the microwave and saw that it was just six. I looked back at Zack and noticed that he was looking down at his phone smileing.

"Thats ok. I'll just ask one of the girl's to give me a ride home. I'm sure Chelle or Lacey will take me" I replied.

"Are you sure? I can do it baby" he said.

"I'm positive" I said.

"Great, thanks babe. Love you" he said, with a huge smile.

Zack stepped in front of me and placed his hands on my hips. He lowered his face to mine and pressed his lips against mine. OUR lips moved together, Zack ran his tongue over my bottom lip asking for premession. I opened my mouth for him and his tongue slipped inside my mouth. I placed my hands on his shoulder's and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. Our tongues battleing against each other.

Just as I was about to moan into the kiss, I heard someone clear their throat. Zacky pulled away leaveing us both breathless.

"Oh shit, awkward. Get a room man" Jimmy said laughing. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and left the kitchen.

"Man shut up" Zack yelled. He pecked my lips again.

Zack walked over to the fridge and grabbed himself another beer. Than headed for the door.

"See you later baby" he said, without a backwards glance.

I sighed and shook my head. A few minutes later I found Lacey and asked for a ride home. I really didn't want to deal with Michelle right than. Lacey and I left ten minutes later, without me saying goodbye to Zack.

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I had been home for about three hour's. When I got back I decided to do some cleaning. I was in the kitchen doing some dishes when I heard the garage open and heard Zack pull in. I heard the SUV door shut and than the garage door closing. I looked over at the clock quickly and noticed it was only nine-thirty. I knew the game wasn't over yet because it didn't even start until eight.

I heard the door open that lead to the garage open. Our dog Icky came running in the kitchen and over to Zacky. I kept my attention on the dishes I was washing. Pretending I didn't hear Zacky. He was talking Icky.

A few minutes later I felt Zack's hand's on my hip's again. I jumped slightly when I felt the coolness of Zack's snakebites against my neck.

"Hey baby" he whispered, against my neck.

I rinsed off the remaining dishes and placed them on the rack. Zack was placing kisses up and down my neck, while lightly grinding into my ass. I could smell the faint smell of alchol, cigarettes, and something else that I just couldn't place. But it smelt cheap and I had smelled it before.

I set down the dishtowel I was holding and sighed. I turned around and looked at Zacky.

"What Zack?" I sighed.

"What I can't kiss my wife?" he murmered.

"No, I mean what do you want?" I said.

"I want you" he smirked, coming closer.

"No Zack" I replied.

"Why not?" he asked.

"I'm not in the mood" I said.

"I bet I can get you in the mood" he smirked again.

I started shaking my head. I was not going to let him win this time. Zack grabbed my hand and lead me out of the kitchen, switching off the lights as we went pass them. He stopped to set the alarm in the front hallway. Before pulling me up to our bedroom.