Title: Time Goes On
Chapter: Chapter 2 of 10
Warning: This fictional story contains mature content such as; alcohol-usage, profanity, sex and violence, consider youself warned.
Excerpt: “I’ll pick you up at 7. Be ready and dress in something pretty.” I giggled at his comment. “Ok,” I said as I walked toward him. With a quick goodbye hug he walked out and toward his house. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach. I knew that this was going to be the best date of my life. And it was.
I nearly went back home twice. I mean, we’ve only known each other for a few days and what was I going to say anyway. “Zac I love you!” Yeah, that would sure get his attention. I felt my stomach become one huge knot as I slowly walked. Was I stalling? No, I was just trying to think. Who was Courtney? Must’ve been somebody close for Taylor to know I was better for Zac. I sighed… I knew tomorrow wasn’t going to be easier so I had to talk to him today and just tell him that I really liked him. If it went well, and he was single, I’d just come right out and ask him on a date. I hadn’t been on a date since I was 16. “God, how am I gonna tell him? What am I gonna say?” I began thinking out loud as I walked over to the Hansons.
I knocked on the door, willing myself not to turn back. “Melissa, hi sweetheart. C’mon in.” Diana held open the door for me.
“Hi Diana. Is Zac around?” She looked at me confused for a moment. I’m sure she could see the nervousness on my face. “Yeah, he just woke up. Jessica!” Jess came in from the kitchen and smiled. “Go tell Zac that Melissa needs to see him.” Diana ushered me over to the couch. “Zaccc! Melissa’s here!” Jessica called going upstairs.
Diana smiled at me and patted my hand gently. “We were so worried about you. How are you doing?” I smiled at her motherly tone. “I’m fine, really. Just feels a little weird.” Diana nodded.
“Hey,” Zac said yawning, “Whatcha doing?” I smiled and answered “Hi. Not
much. Can I talk to you for a bit? It’s kinda important.” He wrinkled his eyebrows and nodded. Then he motioned for me to come into the kitchen with him. “How’s your hand?” he asked.
“It’s fine.” I smiled and he said “C’mon, let’s go out here.”
We walked over to the back door and walked out on the deck. He sit down on one of the steps leading off the deck and into the backyard. As I sit beside him he asked “What do you wanna talk about?”
I sighed. “Well,” I began, “First of all, tell me about Courtney.” He glared at me as if I had an arm growing out of my face. “Who told you about her?” It was obvious that I’d hit a sore spot. “Well, Taylor mentioned…” I started to answer but was cut off “Ahh, leave it to Tay.” Zac said. After a moment of silence he continued, “Well,” he sighed, “I guess I’ll tell you plain and simple, unlike it really was. Courtney was my girlfriend. For almost two years. Then one day, I went to her house. I hadn’t seen her for a couple of days. I was worried and didn’t know why. So I went over there and she was making out with some guy in her driveway. Turns out that this guy had been her boyfriend for as long as she’d been dating me. I have never been so angry or hurt in my life. So we broke up, right then and there. We got into a argument in her front yard and I left and haven’t seen or spoken to her since. That was a little over a year ago.”
I felt a slight hitch in my chest. I really didn’t know what to say except “I’m sorry you had to go through that. I understand how much that hurts.” He looked over at me. “I don’t talk about her much. Sorta makes that day come back ya know?” I nodded and replied “Yeah, I get it. I won’t bring it up again. I just… ya know, when Taylor said that I just…” I looked at him as he completed my sentence “Thought I was with someone?” I nodded. “It’s ok. That’s about it for Courtney. I’m not with anybody. But I’m sure that’s not all you wanted to talk about. So what’s got your stomach in knots?” He grinned at me. “What do you mean?” I asked giving him a confused look. “Melissa, it’s written all over your face.” he laughed. “C’mon, tell me.” he said giving me a nudge.
“Ok.” I sighed, “Well, it’s that I know we’ve only known each other for a few days and I know this may seem weird and sudden but…” I was interrupted by Zac laughing again. “What?” I asked, a bit annoyed. “Did you know you blush a lot when you’re around a guy and you want to ask him out?” He laughed again as I felt my face get redder.”I… I… uhh…” I couldn’t seem to talk anymore. I was embarrassed but more surprised. “Melissa?” he said softly. “Huh?” I answered with the only thing I could seem to get out. “You wanna go out sometime? Maybe we could have dinner tomorrow night?”
I heard the words but I kept trying to figure out if I’d heard what I thought I did. “Melissa?” Zac looked at me. “Yeah, yeah Zac. I’ll go out with you.” I smiled when I saw him blush.
“Zac, Tay and Ike are waiting. “Diana stuck her head out of the back door. “Ok, mom.” Zac answered standing up. He held out his hand and helped me up. We walked inside and Zac said, “I have to go to a meeting today with our producer but I’ll come over when we get back.” I nodded as he and I walked to the
door. “Ok, see you then.”
I walked out the front door and back over to my house. Wow, I had a date. A date with a great guy that I really liked. As I got back inside my house, I sat on the couch and picked up the phone. I dialed the number and on the fourth ring I got Lacey’s voice mail. I rolled my eyes as I listened:
“Howdy. This is Lacey and I can’t take your call but if you’ll leave a message I’ll call back when I get the chance. And please, no heavy breathing!”
“Lace! It’s Mel. I have a date with a fantastic guy tomorrow night! Call me back, bye.” Then just before I hung up, I breathed heavy into the mouthpiece a couple times and giggled. Then I replaced the phone back into it’s cradle and began to clean the house. I was planning to paint the bathroom when my hand healed. I couldn’t help but spend a few minutes looking at the newly painted bedroom. “What a difference.” I said to myself. And it was. In fact, everything was about to be different.
“Melissa! Who are you going out with?!” Lacey screamed into the phone. She had returned my call while I was doing laundry. “His name is Zac. The neighbor I told you about,” I answered. Lacey’s voice had calmed now.
“Do I know him?” she asked. Lacey had spent a few years living in Tulsa.
“Well,” I was somewhat hesitant to say anything, but continued. “He’s Zac Hanson. Remember?” She sighed and I could almost see her expression over the phone. “The drummer from the band? Didn’t they, like, quit?” she finally asked. “Yes and sorta. He said they are recording new songs.” I replied. “Oh,” Lacey sounded a bit confused. “Well, what are they like now?” I sighed as I took a load of clothes out of the dryer. “Normal really. They look a bit different. But I haven’t heard any of the new songs yet sooo…”
I sat on the couch and started folding the laundry. Lacey said “Well, I hope you have a good time. Listen, I gotta go but call me tomorrow night ok?” I put a folded shirt on the pile and said “Ok. Talk to you then. Bye Lace.” I heard a quick “Bye.” And then we hung up. I finished folding the clothes and had taken them to my bedroom and put them away.
I was beginning to clean the kitchen when there was a frantic, loud knock on my door. I cautiously walked into the living room and over to the door. Looking outside I saw Zac, sweaty and anxious-looking, pacing up and down in front of the door. I quickly opened it. “Zac, what’s the matter?!” I asked, shocked by his expression.
He walked into my house quickly and shouted “The stupid jackass has been going behind our backs! We’re screwed! It’s over! Dammit, I swear if I could just get my hands on him I’d kill that lying son of a bitch!”
I had never seen such anger on one person before. “Zac,” I said calmly, “come over here and sit down.” I ushered him to the couch and then got him a glass of water. After he’d taken a few sips, I asked quietly, “Do you want to talk about it? I’d like to know what has you so worked up.”
He looked up at me and ran his hands through his hair. He stood up and, taking my hand, led me back to the couch and pulled me down next to him. “Melissa, this is such a fucked up mess.” he said with his hands rubbing his face. “We had a meeting today with our producer and he told us that our manager hasn’t been paying him the money he’s already owed and that our contract with him now is no more than a piece of paper with a few signatures on it. We went to our manager’s office and got our finance records. We’ve just spent the last two hours with our accountant and the money that was supposed to be used for studio time and crew, our manager hasn’t paid to any of them. We owe the producer and two other band members for the recording we’ve done so far. God, how did things get so messed up? How could we let ourselves get screwed again? Shit, what are we gonna do now. The producer and other band members have backed out. They think we were behind it. They think we were dragging them along all this time with no intention to pay them a fucking penny!” I watched and saw worry and then more anger cross his face. He put his hands over his eyes and leaned back and sighed. “Tell me this is not happening. Just tell me I’m dreaming. Please, just say I’m dreaming.”
I felt so helpless, watching him. “Zac, I’m so sorry. I wish this wasn’t happening. Is there anything I can do to help you?”
He looked at me and smiled. “Yeah,” he answered sitting back up on the edge of the couch. “There is something. Rub my neck, please, it’s so stiff.” I put my hands on his neck and started to rub the knots out. “Mmmm, that’s better,” he said slowly as I too felt his muscles relax. “I knnowwww.” I said with a giggle. He looked over his shoulder at me, smiled and said “Smart ass.” We both laughed and then he said “Rub my shoulders too, please. Just very easy.” I began to rub both shoulders and he dropped his head down. I couldn’t help but smile. “So,” I tried to end the moments of silence, “Where are you taking me tomorrow night. ‘Cause you know I’m not that easy to please.” I smiled as did he. “Oh really?” he asked raising his eyebrows. “Don’t you worry little lady, I’ll take care of everything.” I smiled at him as he stood up and walked toward the door. “I’ll pick you up at 7. Be ready and dress in something pretty.” I giggled at his comment. “Ok,” I said as I walked toward him. With a quick goodbye hug he walked out and toward his house. I began to feel butterflies in my stomach. I knew that this was going to be the best date of my life. And it was.
From the beginning, Zac was a complete gentleman. He’d opened doors and pulled out my chair. He was funny and sweet and had commented on my dress four times. I had chosen a red wrap dress, black strap heels, and silver jewelry that included a pair of hoop earrings that Lacey had given me the year before for Christmas. I had debated on if my hair would be up or down. My bangs were long and often got in my face a bit too much for my tolerance. I had finally settled on pulling my bangs back with some more hair in a black hair clip, and leaving the rest down. “Wow!” had been Zac’s reaction as he’d looked me up and down twice at the door. Of course I couldn’t help but say the same thing about him. He was dressed in black slacks, black dress shoes and a button down blue shirt. We sat in the booth as soft piano music played, talking the whole time about everything, it seemed. We had a wonderful dinner and sipped wine.
When we left, Zac tipped the valet and drove me to a beautiful lake not far from our homes. We sit on the car and stared in amazement at the stars and moon. It was a warm night but there was a breeze blowing. Zac was holding my hand and suddenly had hopped off the car and went to the driver side. “Zac, what are you doing?” I asked as he opened both the passenger door and driver door. After a moment, I saw him smile at me and then suddenly, soft music came from the speakers. He walked over and held out his hand. I took it and hopped off the car. He pulled me close to him and slowly slid his hands around my waist. I put my hands on his shoulders and we danced to two songs before breaking apart.
Then we got back in his car and started home. He walked me to the door and had accepted my invitation to come inside for a little while. We were sitting on the couch talking and laughing. He glanced at his watch and said “I really need to get home.” As we stood and walked to the door, he said “I want to see you again. Can we spend the day together tomorrow?” I nodded and smiled saying “Sure, I’d like that.” He opened the door and a breeze blew inside. He gently reached up and brushed the hair out of my face. His hand then slid down to my chin. He lifted my head toward his and slowly leaned toward me. He was looking right into my eyes with a questionable expression on his face. I could tell he was wanting approval. I slowly nodded and he leaned in closer and kissed me. His lips were so soft and sweet. We stood embraced in a gentle kiss for a few moments. Then as he pulled away, no more than a few inches, he quietly said “I really better go.” I smiled and said “Yeah. You better.” He smiled at me and then walked out to his car. I knew if I watched him leave I’d try to stop him so as soon as he got to his car I closed the door. My stomach began to turn flips and all I could think about was that I wanted him to kiss me again… and not leave.
The next day, Zac woke me and took me to a diner for breakfast. We spent the morning at the lake and then drove to a small grocery store where we bought some snack foods and we had a picnic in the park. After a walk around the nearly deserted park, we went to a movie. That’s where it happened. Suddenly a young girl approached us and quietly asked “Are you Zac Hanson?” Zac glanced at me and then putting a finger over his lips he nodded. She apparently didn’t catch his attempt to keep her quiet because she screamed out “Oh My God! It’s Zac Hanson!” We were rushed by a group of at least eight girls I guessed to be around 14 years old. They were screaming and shoving paper at him for his autograph. Most of them just gave me a death glare but one kept asking me questions over and over and between about 15 questions she managed to get “Are you Zac’s girlfriend?” in the mix a total of five times. I just shook my head and waited until the frenzy was over.
After they all left, Zac and I went in to watch the movie. We sit quietly and the tension was growing. As we walked to the car, Zac took my hand and brought it to his lips. He gently kissed the back of my fingers and said “I’m really sorry about that. I didn’t think that would happen honest.” I smiled and nodded as he opened the car door. We then drove back to my house after picking up some dinner and sat in the living room eating and watching TV. We were tired but had talked and laughed a lot throughout the day. After a few moments of silence, I asked “Zac, what’s gonna happen with your music?” He just shrugged and said “We’re trying to figure it out.” After dinner, Zac gave me a quick kiss and hug and then left. I then washed off my makeup and brushed my teeth and hair then went to bed.
Over the next week, Zac came over several times and helped me with something and twice I spent the day at their house, listening to some new songs, helping Diana with the kids and just watching TV. Zac took me to the doctor that Monday and my stitches had been taken out. The doctor warned me however that I didn’t need to be straining my hand by trying to open anymore paint cans.
I had dinner with Zac twice that week and had seen another movie (Without interruption) That weekend, after spending the day together again, he’d come over to my house and ordered pizza and had brought a movie. We’d tried watching it at his house but the kids were running around and we’d finally given up. After the movie and dinner, he left and I had taken a shower.
I had fallen asleep on the couch watching the news. I heard a knock on my door and I wasn’t sure if it was a dream or not but before I could open my eyes I felt a gentle shake on my knee. I slowly rolled completely on my back and opened my eyes. “Zac? What time is it?” I asked rubbing my eyes and trying to focus. He sat on the edge of the couch and rubbed my arm answering “It’s about 4:30 in the morning. I’m sorry to wake you.” By this time I was sitting up. I looked at him as he smiled. “It’s ok. Is anything wrong?” I asked, taking a drink from my bottle of water on the table. He shook his head and said “I just couldn’t sleep. I tried but I couldn’t fall asleep. I kept thinking…” his voice trailed off. “About what?” I asked, stretching. “What is it Zac?” He looked at me and laughed slightly. I smiled still unaware of what he was trying to say. “Melissa,” he turned toward me and took my hands, slowly rubbing his face against them he continued. “From the first time I ever saw you, you have been the only thing I can think about. I can’t sleep anymore and being around you, seeing you smile and hearing your laugh and voice, always makes my heart race. I feel like I’m falling in love with you and I need to know if I have a chance with you or if I’m bound for another heartbreak.”
I started at him, unable to speak as I tried to take in everything that he had said. I looked away as my mind raced with my heartbeat. I felt the same way about him. I’d thought of him constantly and had asked myself the same questions he was asking me now. Honestly though, could I answer the question. Yes, he had a chance with me. I wanted to be with him so badly and yet I knew I could never promise no heartbreak. I couldn’t see the future.
“Zac, I have never been so happy with anybody. You have been so kind and funny and I really like you. I want us to have a chance but you have to understand that I can’t make promises. I can’t see ahead of now and although I’d never try to hurt you, I can’t promise I won’t. I can only promise I won’t hurt you on purpose.”
He smiled and kissed my hands. He brushed hair out of my face and said “That’s all I want. That’s all I can promise too. Oh God, Melissa, you are so beautiful. C’mere.” He opened his arms and I leaned in and hugged him. We leaned back on the couch and he began twisting my hair around his fingers. We talked quietly for a little while about our past relationships. His arms were strong and his skin was warm. I looked up and he leaned down and kissed my forehead. I put my arm around his neck as he kissed my face. His kisses were soft and gentle. He stopped for a moment between each one as if waiting to see if I’d push him away, but I didn’t. I embraced him more with each brush of his lips on my face. He began kissing my lips, softly at first then harder. He slid his hand up from my knee to my thigh and then his arm wrapped around my waist. The kisses became more hurried and demanded as he pulled me closer and began gripping my back as his hands slid up and down from my shoulders to my waist. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at me for a moment. He gently brushed hair away from my neck and leaned down. I bit my bottom lip as I felt his hot breath on the side of my neck. He kissed, gently at first and as my grip tightened, he kissed more passionately. I felt his tongue touch my neck for a moment between his lips with each kiss. I leaned my head to the side and against the back of the couch. He kissed harder but never too hard. My finger nails dug into his back as I felt his tongue lick from the bottom of my neck, slowly gliding to my ear. He kissed from my earlobe to the top and then kissed my temple. He then kissed from the top of my ear back to the bottom where he took my earlobe and began sucking very lightly, sending chills down my back. He gently bit down and then kissed my neck a few times before making his way around to my lips again. As I felt his lips touch mine. His hand slid up my back and around to my neck. His thumb rested on my chin for a moment. Then he pulled away. He looked at me for a moment and kissed my forehead, then my cheeks, then my eyes and once on my lips again.
He then pulled away just an inch or two from my face and I felt his thumb press on my chin as my lips parted. He stared at my lips as he traced them with his index finger. Then leaned in for another kiss. As his lips touched mine, I felt his tongue slide into my mouth. I returned his kiss and after a moment, it became deeper and more passionate. He pulled me closer and then moved away from my mouth to kiss the other side of neck. Doing the same kissing, licking and sucking he’d done to the opposite side. I slowly slid my hands up his shirt and pulled it up. He moved away from my neck and lifted his arms as I pulled his shirt over his head. He then kissed my lips again and this time was more hurried and hungry. He began to lift my shirt, pulling away just long enough to pull my shirt over my head, then he began to kiss me again.
I then gently pushed on his chest. He tensed and took my earlobe into his mouth. Gently biting down he whispered “Melissa, please. Please don’t make me stop baby.” I giggled and whispered “I won’t but you know something?” He raised his head and continued to kiss my face as I finished “I do have a bed.” He pulled away and smiled a sly and somewhat embarrassed smile. Slowly he stood up, pulling me up with him. He had his arms around me and we continued to kiss as I let him lead me to my bedroom. Once inside, he closed the door and as I stood facing him, he walked toward me as I walked backwards until I was forced to sit down after my legs hit the side of my bed.
“Melissa,” he said softly as he got on his knees in front of me. “Humm,” I replied as I ran my fingers through his hair. “If you want me to stop, if you’re not ready, please tell me now. Please tell me while I can still walk away from you.” I leaned down and kissed him.”I don’t want to stop and I don’t ever want you to walk away from me.” I kissed him again and as we kissed, without our lips pulling apart, he said “I won’t baby. I need you. I want you so bad.” I just whispered back “I want you, please Zac. Please don’t stop.” He kept replying “I won’t.” He slowly moved toward me, crawling up on the bed as I moved toward the center. He lay on top of me as we kissed, our hands touching each other. He got up on his knees above me and began to unbutton my shorts and pulled them off, tossing them onto the floor. He then pulled me up to him and began kissing me deeply and hurriedly as he unsnapped my bra. He grabbed my hands when I reached for the straps to pull it off and while holding my wrist, he leaned down and slid his tongue under the strap and pulled it off with his teeth. He then pushed me down and took complete control. His fingers followed his lips as he kissed from my neck down to my stomach and then back up again. He slowly flicked his tongue on my nipples between kissing my breasts. I was unable to contain my pleasure as his hands and mouth explored my body. He then took me in both arms and rolled over on his back pulling me on top of him. I repeated his actions on himself, kissing touching, licking. His fingers were buried in my hair and he’d gently make a fist and tug my hair as he moaned. After pulling his jeans off, I pulled him back on top of me. He slid down kissing at the waistband of my panties before slowly pulling them off. He kissed my legs and then he said “Don’t move.” I laid still as his hands slid up my legs and pushed my knees apart. He then let one hand slid up my body to my mouth and placing his fingers on my lips whispered “Shhhh. Don’t move.” I closed my eyes as his hand slid between my legs. I then felt his tongue slowly licking and his hands rubbing my thighs. I jerked with a moan of pleasure and he suddenly stopped, causing me to release a breath quickly. I looked at him and he repeated “Shhhh, don’t move.” I felt him licking me again as his fingers dug into my hips and thighs.
It occurred to me that he knew exactly what he was doing by making me lay still and quiet. As I came closer to reaching a climax he stopped and crawled on his hands and knees over me. He smiled as he looked down at me now barely breathing, still feeling the pleasure he had just brought on me. “Oh God Zac!” I said breathlessly. He said quietly “Not yet.” I moaned and begged “Please Zac.” As he kissed me again he said “In a minute baby.” He laid down pulling me on top of him. I slid down and pulled his boxers off while kissing him. I heard him let out a long moan as his fingers became wrapped in my hair again. I slowly kissed him on his hips and stomach. He lifted my head by gently pulling on my hair. “Baby, you know what I want. Do it.” He said as he tugged on my hair. I smiled as I slid down farther and took him into my mouth. He pulled at my hair and used his other hand to lace his fingers with mine.
I knew what we were doing would be considered a sin by his parents. I somehow knew the secret would be kept for a while about the turn our relationship was taking. But I just didn’t care. I wanted him and he made me feel so beautiful and wanted. He kept gently pushing my hand that he held back as he’d grip it harder. He’d rub his fingers over my head in a circle and then tug at my hair. He then let go of my hand and put his on my face, forcing my head up. “C’mere.” He slightly smiled pulling my chin upward. I slid over his body and up to his face. He then kissed me, hard and deeply. In one quick motion, he rolled on top of me and we both moaned with pleasure as he slid into me. He moved so easily and then faster and hurried as our breathing became heavier. He supported his weight on his forearms and was still kissing my neck. My hands glided up his arms to his shoulders then around his neck and back again. He stopped kissing me as his movement became faster. As I wrapped my arms around him, I could feel the muscles in his back tense. His body began to glisten in the night light by the bed as sweat covered him. He moved faster and faster until a climax hit us both at the same time. Our breathing was heavy and out of control for a moment as his weight fell onto me.
After calming and slowed breathing, he raised his head and kissed me again, this time gently and slowly. As we pulled apart, he lay his head down and buried his face into my neck. I wrapped my arms around him and we lay still for a few minutes. He then kissed my neck and rolled over on his back, taking me into his arms. We lay still and quiet until we began to drift off. I heard him whisper “Please don’t ever leave me.” I could only manage to reply “Umm-umm.” Then we were both asleep, comfortably wrapped in a sheet and each other’s arms.
I lay awake for a few moments, still wrapped in Zac’s arms. I really didn’t want to move. I felt so safe and comfortable. I lay still, listening to his steady breathing and thinking of the deep interaction he and I had shared. He began to stir a little, his arm sliding off of me as he turned on his back and brought his hand up near his face. I gently rolled over on my other side and tucked one arm under my head. I lay still, simply watching him sleep. God, he was perfect. I carefully ran my index finger over his face and down his neck, then finally down onto his shoulders. His muscles were relaxed and his skin was still so warm. I continued to run my finger over his chest but carefully so I didn’t startle him awake. He looked so peaceful, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. As my finger slid over his shoulders again then down to his stomach, a small smile started creeping over his face. I leaned down and kissed his forehead. As I was raising back up, he took my hand in his and laced our fingers together, bringing my hand to his lips and kissing it softly. His eyes opened slowly and he rubbed them to focus. He reached up and began to twirl my hair around his fingers. We lay silent for a few moments and his fingers crept over my face tracing my eyebrows then my nose and finally my lips before once again having my hair twirled around them. I slowly ran my finger tips over his chest and shoulders and traced his fingers as his other hand now lay across his stomach.I dipped my finger between his, letting my fingernail touch the skin of his stomach lightly. I smiled as he finally stretched.
“What time is it?” he asked turning on his side to face me. He gently rubbed my thigh as I rolled onto my back and stretched my arms over my head. I glanced up at the clock on the night stand and answered “ten minutes until one.” I smiled at him as he raised his head and came closer to kiss me. His lips were still warm and soft and he kissed so easy. “God, it’s hot. Let’s go get you an air conditioner,” he said as he sat up and gave me a nudge. After a few short protests and another kiss, I reluctantly rolled out of bed and pulled on my robe. “You smell so good.” he said, wrapping his arms around me and kissing the back of my neck. I turned to face him and gave him a tight hug.
“C’mon, I need an air conditioner now.” I said as I walked to my closet. Zac stood beside my bed in his jeans and pulled on his shirt. I glanced at him and saw that his bottom lip was stuck out. “This was your idea genius so let’s go.” I quickly pulled on a summer dress and sandals and pulled my hair back. We went to Lows first and bought the air conditioner. Then went to eat lunch.
As we drove back to my house, I asked “Zac, are we gonna tell anybody?” He glanced over at me and then looked back at the road. He reached over and took my hand and as he stopped at a red light looked over at me. “Melissa, I love you. I want everyone to know how I feel. It would be easier if we didn’t have that kind of secret but I’m leaving it up to you. We’ll tell whoever you are ready to tell when you are ready to tell them.” With that he leaned over and quickly kissed me before the light turned green. The rest of the way we rode in silence. When we got back to my house, he put the air conditioner in my bedroom window. The fans took care of the rest of the house but the one in my bedroom never seemed to be enough. August was hot in Oklahoma and the sun seemed to be merciless. I had taken a quick shower and as I was standing in front of my bathroom mirror in a towel. Zac came in and began moving my hair to kiss my neck. Between kisses he was talking saying “I… need to… go home… but… I’ll… be… back… later.” I smiled and said “Do you really have to go? I was hoping for a late afternoon performance.” As he glanced at me in the mirror from behind me, his hands rested on my hips and a evil smile crept over his face. I giggled as he gently bit down onto my earlobe, his eyes never leaving my reflection. He began to kiss me again on my shoulders as he said “Later baby, later.” I turned toward him and said in almost a child like voice “Later? You promise?” His arms slowly wrapped around my waist and he nodded as he leaned in for another kiss. “Mmmmm, you smell so good.” he said rubbing his face into my neck. “I really need to go. I’ll see ya later, ok?” I nodded as he walked out of my bedroom and I fell onto my bed into a fit of giggles when I heard my front door shut.
I quickly got dressed and then called Lacey. “OH MY GOD! MEELLISSAAAA!” was her reaction as I told her of the events that took place the day before. I didn’t tell her a lot just a little. I knew that at some point Zac and I would tell his family but I really wanted to wait for a bit. God, I loved him so much and really believed he loved me.I knew that we were going to be together for the rest of our lives. It was destiny and I couldn’t imagine my life without him. I felt so safe and loved in his arms, he always made me laugh yet not when the conversation needed to be serious. I loved his whit, his unconditional love that he gave so effortlessly. He was funny, smart, talented, kind and the best looking guy I’d seen in a long time. He was built to move mountains and yet was gentle and easy at the same time. His heart was overflowing with love and strength and he never made empty promises… just promises that he could keep. He was so affectionate and easy going. I loved his relaxed nature. Although he’d get angry once in a while, it took a lot to get him that way and it never lasted long.
After I hung up with Lacey, I began to look over some colors for painting the bathroom. I had my bedroom door open and with the air conditioner in there and the fans in the other rooms, all of the house remained comfortably cool for the rest of the day. I began to wonder what Zac had told his family about where he’d been. I knew he wouldn’t tell them anything about what had happened but still I wondered if “I was with Melissa.” would be enough to satisfy their curiosity.
I was standing in the bathroom, looking at different colored cards that were shades of blue, when I heard a knock on the front door. I walked to the door and opened it slowly. “Hi Melissa. Mom told me to bring this to you.” I smiled as Avery stuck out a foil covered tray and handed it to me.
“Hi Avery, come on in.” She smiled and stepped inside as I took the tray. I closed the door and she followed me to the kitchen. “Gosh, it feels good in here.” she said as she leaned against the counter. I smiled as I put the tray down and glanced at her while lifting the foil. “Brownies?” I asked raising my eyebrows. “Uh-huh.” she said nodding. “I’m going to a slumber party tonight and we were each asked to bring a snack. Brownies were my assigned food cause my friends like mom’s brownies the best.” She gave me a grin and wiped a strand of hair out of her face as she lifted the rest up and let the fan blow on her neck. “Avery, how in the world did your mom stand to cook brownies? It must be extra hot with the oven on.” I said as I picked a pinch off of a brownie. “Well,” Avery began letting her hair drop back onto her neck, “We had the fan going and the window and patio door open, and with the sun not shining anymore, it helped. Plus we stayed out of the kitchen unless we were making another mixture or taking them out of the pan and pouring more in. It wasn’t bad.” I smiled and offered her a brownie. She shook her head and said “I really need to get back and get ready.” As I walked her to the door I said “Well, thank you. They are really good. Have a good time tonight.” As she opened the door she smiled saying “You’re welcome and you have a good time tonight too.” I suddenly stopped in my tracks as we walked onto the porch. “What do you mean?” I asked curiously. “Zac said he’s coming over tonight cause you have plans. “Avery said stopping and facing me. “Avery,” I sighed, “What did Zac tell you?” She put her hands in the back pockets of her cut off Levis and shrugged. “Nothing really. Just that you had talked a lot and that he’d fallen asleep here. Then you went to lunch and had bought an air conditioner. He said that you had made plans for tonight and that he was coming over. That’s all.” I smiled “Ok. Well, thanks again and I’ll see you later.” With that she smiled and turned away. As she hopped down my steps she turned back “Melissa?” I faced her. “I just want you to know that we all like you. It’s nice to see Zac so happy.” I smiled and replied “Thanks Avery. I like you all too.” She grinned and began walking toward her house.
I sit on my couch for about an hour thinking of what Avery had said and wondered if that was really all Zac had told them. I had eaten another brownie (They were the best I’d tasted in a long time.) and had brushed my teeth. I’d showered and was dressed in a sleep set that was light pink. It was silk and the shorts were just to my thigh. The top just reached the top of the shorts and and had string straps. Underneath, I wore light pink, lace panties. I had put dark blue, satin sheets on the bed and had the air conditioner on, just enough to keep it a comfortable temperature. I had just a few candles lit and had climbed onto the bed, laying across it sideways.
At about 8:00, I heard a knock on my door. Knowing what would happen if I didn’t answer it, I lay still and quiet after turning the TV off. I waited. A few seconds later, a louder knock. Followed by a louder, longer knock. I couldn’t help but laugh to myself. I suddenly got quiet as I heard “Melissa!” I heard my front door shut quickly. “Melissssaaaaaa!” I lay still, my heart ponding as I heard his footsteps in the hall. Then a knock on the bedroom door. “Melissa? Are you ok?” After I didn’t reply, the door slowly opened. “Hey stranger. What are you doing in my house?” I smiled as he walked in the bedroom. He began to stutter playfully “Well… I… I… I was just… ya know… I was…” I got on my knees and said “You better come up with an answer. You can’t just come walking into someone’s house.” I said acting shocked. “Oh I can’t huh?” he said walking toward me and putting his arms around my waist. “You’re gonna pay dearly for making me wait for you!” I said as I crossed my arms. “Mmmmm, I’m sure I can afford it.” He said quietly as he began to kiss my neck and tighten his grip on me. “Did you lock the door?” I asked wrapping my arms around his shoulders. “Uh-huh” he said with a nod as he kissed my ear and began sucking my earlobe. I pulled his shirt over his head and our lips met as I tossed it onto the floor. He slowly slid his hands under my top and gripped my waist. “Ya know,” I said as he sit on the side of the bed to take his shoes and socks off and I sat on my knees behind him, “I expect a killer performance tonight since I had to wait so long for you.” He turned and crawled over me and kissed me again as I laid on my back. “Oh you’ll get one. It’s not like you have to pay though. I mean you’re getting a free ride here.” he said as I kissed his face. We both laughed quietly. He was so close to me I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I giggled and he smiled running his hand over my face. “God,I love you.” he whispered as he began to kiss my face and neck. I felt his tongue lick over the bottom of my neck and to the other side where he started kissing me again. I gently bit down on his shoulder near his neck. He raised his head and smiled at me. “What’s with you? You didn’t act like this last night?” I smiled shyly, beginning to blush as I answered “Just feeling playful. More comfortable.” He smiled back at me and nodded “Oh, you wanna play huh? Well, we can do that.” A sly grin crossed his face as he suddenly began to tickle me.I nearly screamed with laughter and fought with all my strength but he was too strong.I had to surrender in a fit of giggles. He was laughing at me and raised my shirt to kiss my stomach. I ran my fingers through his hair and he slid back up my body and kissed me deeply. “I love you Zac.” I said wrapping my arms around his neck. He looked at me for a moment and then whispered “I love you Melissa.” He kissed me again and raised my shirt. I lifted myself and he pulled it over my head and tossed it on the floor as he leaned down to kiss me again. Our breathing had become heavy as our hands moved over each other’s bodies. He moved lower and began to kiss my breasts, licking and sucking on each nipple as his hands glided across my stomach and would momentarily grip my hips. He kissed me so softly, letting his tongue give me a new sensation between each kiss. His breath felt cool where he had licked my body and warm where it had not, sending chills up and down my spine. He began to talk to me, telling me I was beautiful and that he loved. Once, as I tilted my head back and a high sound of pleasure escaped my lips, he smiled and said “I guess you like this huh?” With the sensation I was feeling all I could do to reply was nod and I bit my bottom lip as he started to kiss me again, making his way back up my lips. We were both lightly sweating and our breathing became heavier as a desperation took over. I rolled over on top of him and began to lightly lick his nipples and dig my nails into his chest. A pleasurable groan came from his throat. His fingers made a fist as his hand slid through my hair and as I kissed down to his stomach and across then back up again, his other hand went above his head to grip the edge of my headboard. I felt his muscles tense and he greedily kissed me, hard, as my lips touched his, his hand pulling my hair in his fist as he held me to him. When he let me break away, I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down as he rolled onto his side and back on top of me. He had a desperation on his face and a hunger in his kiss. I slowly slid his jeans onto his thighs as he kissed my neck and face. He rolled onto his side and I continued to pull his jeans down as his hands pulled at my shorts. Once his jeans were off, he guided me onto my back and he sit up on his knees. He lifted my leg to his mouth and kissed it from my ankle to my thigh, stopping to lick the back of my knee. He then began to pull my shorts off and discarded them on the floor. His hand followed his mouth as he kissed and licked the other leg and finally came closer on his hands to kiss my lips again. He raised back up and pulled the panties off in a quick motion and forced my legs apart. I felt his tongue on me right away and screamed out with surprise and the amazing feeling that shot through every part of my body. He was setting me on fire. He kissed the inside of my thighs and gripped my legs tightly as he devoured me and I began moaning and eventually dissolved into near screams as he became merciless in his mission. The half evil smile I saw on his face as I watched him come closer to my face said that he was absolutely aware of the result of his actions. He kissed me as I smiled at him and began to slid his boxers off as I rolled on top of him. He bit down on my ear and let out a low, throaty growl as I pulled his boxers off one hip and sit up to pull them off completely. He took my face in his hands and pulled me down to him and kissed me. I slowly slid down and run my hand over his erection causing him to tilt his head back and grip my hair again, gently pulling it in his fist. I smiled and my other hand went to his mouth. He began to suck lightly on my fingers and bit down as my mouth and tongue took him. He sucked and licked my index and middle finger and I began to copy the action of his mouth. He quickly caught on and guided me with his tongue and lips as he continued to run his hand through my hair. He had taken a handful of the sheet in the other hand and was moaning from deep in his chest. He suddenly pulled me up to him in both hands and kissed me again. He gently pushed on my shoulders and I situated myself on top of him. As I began to move he gripped my hip and then my thigh as his other hand slid up and down my body, going across my stomach before traveling back up again. My hands pressed on his chest and I whined as a pain of pleasure sunk into my muscles as he dug his fingertips into my lower back just above my hips. We breathed heavier and moaned louder as a wave of incredible tenseness followed by release hit both of us and I fell on top of him in his arms. His grasp tightened as I started kissing his neck, tasting the sweat and cologne. He lifted my head by my chin and kissed me once,just pressing his lips to mine for what seemed like hours,but was just a few seconds. He then pulled away breathless. I rolled over and laid next to him. He turned and looked at me and smiled as he wiped a piece of hair out of my face and leaned over to kiss me again. He laid on his back and ran a hand through his hair. “Oh God baby.” he whispered as he turned on his side, wrapping his arms around me and laid his head on my stomach. I ran my fingers through his hair as he began to hum softly. “Writing a new song?” I asked. He looked up and rolled onto his back pulling me next to him. “All the time.” he said. “Melissa, don’t ever doubt that I love you. I will never let anything or anyone take you away from me.” I kissed his neck and whispered “I refuse to be taken away from you.” He smiled and we kissed one last time before falling asleep.
This fictional story is hosted at The Gifted Ones,
with permission from the author Chelle.