Only Human [Zak Bagans Fanfic].

Faster Than Bolt.

Zak stayed in my hotel room all afternoon and it was safe to say we had been all over the room, on every surface it seemed. Although, now, we just lay in the king size bed. My head resting on his bare chest. My finger drawing invisible circles on his smooth skin. This afternoon seemed perfect. In anyone else's eyes this would be a dream week away but I knew better. We'd been in the room for hours and as much as it was fun, I wanted to explore. Thankfully, Zak'a phone disturbed the ambience of the room with it's ring.
"Hello?" He answered. There was a pause as he listened to whoever was on the other side of the phone. "On my way."
He hung up and gently shifted away from me, going straight for his clothes which were also all over the room. I sat up, holding the bedsheets against my chest to cover myself.
"Something wrong?" I asked.
"One of the guys we were lined up for an interview with is leaving tonight. This is our only chance to talk to the guy" Zak answered. I nodded and he knew he didn't need to say anymore. On his way out of the room, he leaned over the bed and kissed my forehead lightly.
I looked at the time on the clock and I bit my lip. This was the perfect chance to go explore the place without the peering eyes of the guys. I didn't bother with a fancy get up. I had on my baggy sweatpants and one of my favourite fleecy jumpers. As I planned to explore outside as well as inside, I choose an old pair of combat style boots I always carried for outside walking as a good choice.
The hotel was admittedly huge and as I thought back to the last time the guys were here, watching that episode. I remembered the didn't even investigate the whole place. They planned to do the same as last time. Zak had made sure we were all booked in to the most active rooms in the building and he ensured we'd have a handheld handy to record anything we needed or felt like we had to. I wasn't in to that whole thing. It felt a little staged but whatever made him happy. As I continued to make my way about the halls, I wasn't really picking up on much. For a place so haunted I expected more vibes. Maybe the spirits were just not ready to play yet.
I made my way outside and as I walked down towards the woods, I giggled to myself as I could hear Zak nearby. He was so loud sometimes when he done a one and one with the camera. Speaking properly. Over-pronouncing his sentences. It was amusing.  When I got to the tree line a wave of bad energy hit me. It made me stop dead on the spot. On one hand it has me curious and on the other it had me scared. I wasn't much of a psychic. I didn't go chasing after spirits but when I found one, most of the time it was good energy. Not bouncing but certainly not bad. I was just on the edge and this was overwhelming. I took a deep breath and made the decision to keep moving forward. I was slowly and studied everything around me. Taking it all in. I stayed on the path that was mapped out and after a while of walking. I got the urge to stop. I was pretty sure I was in the heart of the woods now or getting pretty damn close to it. After standing for a few moments, I turned to begin to head back but I was taken back by a women standing beside one of the tree's.
Everything inside of me wanting to scream but when I opened my mouth, nothing came out. All I had in me was the will to get my legs moving. I was no athlete but at the speed I was running on the path back the way I came was surely fast enough to beat Usain Bolt. The sight of the hotel was honestly a welcome sight and I didn't stop to admire. I sprinted closer and closer to the building. The adrenaline in me didn't bother to stop for the elevator and went straight for the stairs.
"Aurora!?" I heard a voice call.
My head was to muffled to recognise the voice and I skipped up the flight of stairs. When I was finally in the safety of my hotel room, I removed my shoes and went straight for the window. I glanced out and looked towards the woods. I couldn't see anything now but nothing was getting rid of the image of that girl in my head. I closed the curtains and sat on my bed. It was still a mess and unmade from my afternoon with Zak.
"Aurora?" I heard the voice call again accompanied with a knock on my door. I sighed and made my way over. I opened it just slightly enough to see the man himself standing there.
"yes?" I replied.
"Are you ok?" Zak asked, he looked concerned. "We watched you run the whole distance from the woods to the building. What happened?"
I contemplated telling him but I wanted to make sense of it myself before I laid something like this on his shoulders.
"I really needed to pee" I lied, forcing an embarrassed smile. "I'm not much of a squat behind a bush girl."
He laughed at my response and held his hands up. He believed me thankfully. "What do you say you squat over me then?" He grinned.
As much as I constantly lusted for Zak after my first night with him, I was exhausted and wanted to say no but he knew me. Besides, who could deny that face. I nodded, stepping back from the door.
"We have to be quick, The guys are waiting downstairs" he stated, the grin still on his face as he closed the door behind him. He grabbed my hips and backed up, bringing me with him. He stopped just before the small couch.
His hands let go of me and the moved to unbuckle his belt and button on his jeans. I had to admit, the sound of that and watching him do it seriously was a turn on. He pushed down his jeans and sat on the couch. I knew I had to reciprocate and I swiftly removed my sweatpants. I took his hand and moved into position to straddle him. Before I knew it he was already positioning himself as he kissed me, using his hands to tell me to lower myself. It was an odd feeling, feeling him fill me without the aid of foreplay. I began to grind against him and he held my hips as I did so. A moan escaped my lips. I could feel him everywhere and my clit, which hadn't been attended to was rubbing against his pubic hair. It was an odd but fantastic sensation which made me moan just a little louder. My movements grew faster and I grinded him faster. He was meaning now and I grabbed on to his shoulders. The feeling was coming. It was coming quick.
"Oh god" I whined.
"Come on" he groaned, "Make me cum."
His wish was my command and with a thrust of my hips, he called out as he filled me.
He held me for a moments before a knock at the door again disturbed us. Aaron called through, calling Zak. Zak was up, trousers up and gone quickly before I realised what had happened. As great as fucking him was. The girl haunted my mind.