The Broken Road - A Zac Efron Novel (18+)

Chapter 70 - Ripping the Bandaid

"Zaccccccccccc," Jess whined out as she stood against the wall of my bedroom, wearing black yoga pants and a black sports bra after we returned home from our ultrasound appointment.

"I'm sorry, I'll be serious now," I said as I held up my cell phone, taking a picture of her incredible body, including her still toned stomach, from the front.

"Did you get enough?  Remember, my body is never, ever going to look this good again," she laughed.

"I doubt that, but I got enough, yes," I confirmed.  "Now, from the side," I said as she turned to the side while playfully rolling her eyes.

"Anything yet?" she said, referring to her still non-existent baby bump.

"I'm afraid not," I laughed as I took pictures from the side while she posed.  "Your boobs are fricking huge though," I laughed.

"I know.  They're frighteningly large, really."

"I'm afraid I'm going to need to see for myself," I teased as I set my cell phone back down and I took a deep breath.  I wrapped her up in my arms and pressed her against the wall while my lips melted into hers.  I parted my lips from hers and looked her in the eyes.  "Are you sure you're ready for this?" I asked her.

She nodded her head yes before she reconnected her lips to mine.  I slid my hands down her back, massaging her booty as we continued kissing.  I picked her up, wrapping her legs tightly around my waist as I carried her over to the bed.  I gently set her down at the edge of the bed and she looked up at me with the sassy little grin I knew very well.

I pulled my t-shirt off and threw it on the floor, before leaning down and kissing her, gently pushing her back so she was laying on the bed.  I crawled on top of her, wrapping my arms under her shoulders and holding her close to me as I massaged my lips over hers.

Normally, we were both vocal while we had sex, but this time was very different.  There was an underlying sense of discomfort between us, like we were strangers and this was our first time together.

I thought back to our first few times, how we would listen to the other's stifled moans and breathing pattern to figure out what to do next.  I closed my eyes, trying to quiet my mind and I listened to her soft, slightly whimpering moans each time I thrust into her.  It was an unfamiliar sound to me.

"Is this ok?  It won't hurt the baby?" I asked nervously.

"You might be huge, but you can't hurt the baby," she teased me while she ran her hands up and down my back.

"And you're ok?"

"What?  Of course I'm ok.  What you're doing feels so gooooood," she breathed out.

"Really?"

"Why are you surprised?" she asked as she reached up and ran her hands through my hair.  "And don't stop what you're doing," she added.

"You're just...you know...quiet," I said softly.

"Oh," she smirked at me and stifled a laugh.

"What?" I smiled and she giggled.  "Well, this isn't good for my ego," I teased her as she continued to laugh.

"Oh baby, I love you so much," she returned as she leaned up and kissed me, letting her tongue tangle with mine.  "I'm horny as fuck," she giggled when she finally separated from my lips, as a deep shade of red spread across her face.  "I've been out of my mind horny for weeks, but, I don't know...it just felt more important for us to connect with each other instead.    I was trying to focus on that instead of thinking about riding you or you hitting it from behind," she laughed out while covering her face in shame.