Zailey (Sequel) ✔️

Part Thirty Five

I woke up to gentle light peeking through the gaps of the curtains in Zander's bedroom.
It was some time of the morning, that much was for sure.
I was toasty warm, extremely comfortable and my heart was content.
Slowly turning my head, I came across a sound asleep Zander, laying on his back, with his left arm wrapped around my shoulders, his lips parted slightly and his chest rising and falling slowly but steadily.
He wasn't holding me into his side though.
I was managing that one all on my own, clinging to him like a Koala Bear.
His safe and familiar scent flooded my nose and my heart was beating steadily in my chest, because I knew without a doubt that I was exactly where I wanted to be.
To always be.
I trailed patterns over Zander's chest with my fingertips, following my fingers' path with my eyes.
"You alright there?"
I snapped my eyes up to his face to see rant he was now awake, staring down at me with a soft, amused smile on his lips and reflecting in his eyes.
"Morning."
I whispered, not completely trusting my voice to work properly.
"Morning."
He replied, lifting his left hand to brush some of my hair back from my face.
I stretched up to be able to reach his lips, giving him a good morning kiss regardless of the threat of morning breath.
He kissed me back immediately, bringing his arms around my body and drawing me into his own body.
There's such a saying as 'too much of a good thing', but while I was wrapped up in Zander's arms, sharing the intoxicating kisses that literally felt like my own brand of oxygen, I didn't feel that negative notion.
In my opinion, there was never too much of Zander for me.
Or his kisses.
Or his body.
Sliding one hand down his chest, I slipped it across the warm expanse of his chest until I found the raised peak of his nipple.
I guess he was feeling it too.
Or it wouldn't take much to get him along to the party.
Smiling to myself, I pulled back from the kiss.
Zander frowned.
Biting into my lower lip, I pushed myself up a little, holding myself up by my arms and I slung my left leg over his body, pushing myself up until I was straddling him.
He watched me with curiosity, his eyes growing hooded as he watched my hands trail down his chest.
Biting into my lower lip, I looked up at him through my eyelashes.
Keeping eye contact, I shimmied my way backwards and leaned down to plant feather soft kisses across his chest.
Sunday Morning.
The only day in my week that was technically a day of freedom.
Zander sucked in a breath as I swirled my tongue around his hardened nipple.
"Ready for round three?"
I whispered, blinking at him.
His deep blue eyes widened.
He squeezed his eyes shut for a second, then pulled himself up into a sitting position.
He placed his hands on my waist and I could feel he was ready to lift me off his lap and turn me around.
But this time, I wanted to be taking charge.
He always is the one that takes the lead.
Granted, it's always amazing and he leaves me with my mind blown each and every time.
But I'm feeling bold at the moment.
"No!"
I grabbed his wrists and pulled his hands off my sides.
He frowned at me and cocked his head to the side, apparently curious about what it was that I was trying to get across to him.
I copped his face gently between my hands and leaned forward to rest my forehead against his.
"It's my turn to take charge."
I informed him.
"Oh is it now...?"
He taunted, slowly sliding his hands up my sides.
He cupped his hands over my naked breasts and I sucked in a sharp breath.
We were still naked from last night's antics, having fallen asleep in each other's arms, totally spent.
Wait!
It's my turn!
I pushed his shoulders, forcing him back onto the mattress.
His eyes sparkled with amusement as he bounced slightly on the mattress.
With my hands still on his shoulders, I shimmied my way backwards further, until I felt his excitement between my legs.
Biting into my lower lip, I positioned myself.
I don't really know how to do this on top thing...
Zander groaned, pushing his head back into the pillows.
Well I must be doing something right.
Closing my eyes, I groaned as the initial ecstasy flowed through my coiled body as our bodies joined together once again.
Zander placed his hands on my hips and carefully helped me to find a steady rhythm.
I gasped a breath, the coil in my stomach knotting immediately.
Oh damn...