Torn in two

Chapter 20

My black lace bra was plastered to my breasts with sweat and I honestly I just wanted to get the itchy material off my skin. The added perk was teasing Zak.
I reach my arms back and I unclip my bra letting the material fall to the floor, crumpling on top of my shirt.
Zak sucks in a breath as I stand at the edge of the kitchen in just a pair of thin underwear. 
Without breaking the fierceness of our gaze, I hook my thumbs in the straps of my underwear. I drag the thin fabric down my hips and shimmy them to the floor.
As if he was bolted to the floor, he doesn't move even an inch in my direction. 
His eyes flame with anticipation, wanting to see more.
The way he focuses on me so intently awakens my dormant sexual desires.
With unhurried fingers, I graze the tips across my breasts, past my chest and place my middle finger, along with my ring finger into my mouth. I sensually suck on those two fingers, providing myself with enough spit to then move my hand between my thighs. I delicately rub my opening, circling my nub several times before slipping my two wet fingers inside. My inserted fingers move in and out excruciatingly slow. His eyes are fixed on my dramatic display of self gratification. He doesn't move closer or or even touch himself. Regardless, I knew that desire burns inside of him like it did for me. I pulled my two dripping fingers from inside of me and press them onto my tongue.
I lick and suck my liquid like a delicious treat.
In that moment, my chin lifts, commanding Zak to look me in the eyes.
"Mmm Papi, me pones tan mojada," I breathlessly moan, reflecting my need for him. 
This shatters his trance.
All it takes are three strides and he's towering over me.
He wraps his long fingers around my wrist that was resting at my mouth and rotates upwards to his face.
He pops the two fingers in his mouth I was using for exploration and licks them clean.
"Eres tan dulce," he eagerly indulges, referring to my taste.
He releases my wrist letting my arm fall gently to my side.
Before he can make a move, I drop to my knees.
I rub his length from the outside of his running shorts.
Zak hisses not expecting the sudden sensation.
I look up at him and meet the longing in his eyes as I drag down his shorts, freeing his member.
Fully erect, I lift his shaft slightly higher so my tongue can touch from the base to his tip. I enclose my mouth and drag my tongue and lips back down again and gently suck on each ball. He grunts and grabs a fistful of my hair.
I swirl my tongue around his mushroom and open my mouth widely to attempt to swallow his full length. His girth pushes and expands my throat as I move him in and out. My head bobs up and down as his hand lightly guides me. His pace quickens, holding my hair firmer once I add tongue movement along with the sucking. His breathing becoming ragged.
He unexpectedly tugs my hair back, pulling my  head back to look up at him.
"Quiero chingar ahora", his black coal eyes blaze into mine, pleasurably scalding me from within.
His jaw tense from holding back his orgasm.
Zak kicks off his sneakers, then his boxer briefs and shorts crumpled at his ankles. Then scoops me up securely by my forearms and helps me stand. Then, firmly taking my hand, he leads me to his bedroom.