Zeck

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Author: Khloe Wren
thrust deep, loving how she whimpered at
the invasion. I kept up a fast hard rhythm until my balls tightened. Releasing
one hip, I slid my right hand up between her breasts to lift her back against
me. I stopped thrusting a moment to turn her face to the side so I could kiss
her. While our tongues dueled I started moving within her again. Pulling away
from her mouth, I slid my left hand around to roll a nipple and tug on the
tight peak.
    She threw her head back against my shoulder and
screamed as her pussy clenched tight around me and her whole body convulsed. A
tingle ran down my spine, and my dick kicked and jerked within her as I
orgasmed like never before. Laying my mouth on the soft skin of her throat I
sucked hard. I need to mark her, for the world to see she was mine.
    ****
    Issy
    I jerked awake to pounding on the door.
    “ Zeck ? Get your arse out here, man. We’ve got a shit-storm brewing, and
you’re in the center of it.”
    The arm around my middle tightened and a kiss was
pressed against the back of my neck. Hmmm, Zeck has the softest lips. I could quite happily
lie here being kissed by him forever.
    His hand slid between my thighs, and I gasped and
arched against him as he toyed with my clit. Then the banging started up again.
    “ Zeck , this is a very
serious matter that needs your immediate attention. You have one minute, or I’m
coming in to get you.”
    I echoed Zeck’s groan when
he pulled his talented fingers away from me.
    “I’d better go deal with whatever has crawled up
Phillip’s arse this morning. Why don’t you go have a
shower? I’ll be in there to help you in a few minutes.”
    I rolled over and frowned up at him.
    “That guy sounded pretty pissed. I somehow doubt this
is a quick fix situation.”
    He leaned in and kissed me until my mind fogged.
    “Knowing you’re all wet and waiting for me will have
me sorting out whatever this is in seconds, baby. Phillip’s our manager, and he
gets his knickers in a knot regularly. Now, go on and get started.”
    Cupping his face, I leaned up for another kiss before
with a sigh I rolled away and headed to the bathroom that was bigger than my
entire apartment. Wow. I’d never been
in a penthouse before, but I could see the appeal. Twisting the lever I started
the opulent shower going before I rummaged through the basket of goodies to
find some body wash and shampoo.
    Half an hour later I had totally run out of things to
wash. I’d even washed my hair twice before conditioning it for longer than it
had ever been moisturized before. Now that my fingers had gone wrinkly I’d
decided to call it quits and stop waiting for Zeck to
join me.
    I couldn’t help but moan when I wrapped a fluffy white
towel around me. These were not the scratchy threadbare things I remembered
from my hotel stays. Damn, but the rich certainly knew how to holiday. I smiled
and my heart skipped a beat as I ran the terrycloth over the red scrapes from
last night. I’d always loved being bound in rope, but last night had been
different. Zeck had turned it into so much more than
simply a Dom servicing a sub.
    That was what I’d realized over the course of the
previous evening. All my other experiences had been with Doms who had no real feeling for me. Despite only having just met Zeck , he’d showed me that he desired me for more than my
ability to say “yes, monsieur”. Between our bouts of incredibly hot sex, we’d
talked. I’d discovered the real man behind Right Time’s resident jokester. Even
if it was only to myself, I had to admit that I’d fallen half in love with him
with each little piece of his soul he revealed. He was kind and thoughtful.
Donating his time and money whenever he saw a need. He was also feeling guilty.
He was envious of his band-mate’s happiness. I’d seen the odd headline but
hadn’t bothered reading the articles about Dillon knocking up a woman.
Apparently they were now happily married and about to have their baby. And my
soft hearted
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