You know i make you wanna scream..

I woke up, and felt Zacky's arms cuddled around me. I looked outside and saw the sun was rising on the beautiful Huntington Beach. I reached out, as gently as I could, to the bed side table, and got my phone. It was 6am. I put my phone back down gently, and snuggled back into a peacefully sleeping, beautiful man.

I was woken up by the sound of banging at the door and an angry sounding voice. I frowned, and turned around in Zacky's arms to see him stir.
'What the fuck..' he muttered, as he jumped out of bed, quickly put on a dressing gown and opened the door. I stood at the edge of the bed, just wearing Zacky's t-shirt.

As Zacky opened the door, he sighed angrily and stood outside, closing the door behind him.
'What the fuck Isabelle? What are you doing?' I heard him shout. I put on the other dressing gown and opened the door, to see Zacky angrily glaring at a short, platinum blonde haired beautiful girl, with pale skin and sleeves on both arms.
'Oh.' Blondie growled, 'This is why you wouldn't open the door.'
I turned to Zacky, confused. 'Zacky,what's going on?'
'Yeah, Zacky, what is going on?' The blonde mimicked, daggering at Zacky with her scary blue eyes.
Zacky sighed angrily, 'Eleanor, this is my ex, Isabelle, who clearly doesn't understand that we are not together anymore.' Just like it has been for the last month!'
Isabelle went to launch herself at Zacky, but was stopped by Dan the Body, who seemed to come out of nowhere. He grabbed her wrist and twisted it so she couldn't move too quick.
'Come on, you crazy bitch. Out of here.' Dan said calmly as he walked Isabelle down the corridor towards the elevator, still holding her wrist in a tight grip.


Zacky turned to face me, and pulled me into a hug.
'I'm so sorry.' He sighed. 'I never thought I'd have to see her ever again, especially not like this,with you.'
I buried my face in his muscular chest. 'It's not your fault. She really does seem like a stalkerish bitch though.'
He chuckled silently, rubbing the back of my head gently. 'Oh, she is. Come on, lets go back into the room and forget all about stalkerish bitches.'
I laughed, 'I like that plan.'
Zacky opened the door for me, and I walked back into his room. He closed the door, and we both got back into bed, and continued to spoon again.
I soon felt a growing bulge press into my back, and felt Zacky's hand move from my waist down.
I moaned quietly as his hand slipped inside my panties, and he gently began to circle my clit with his fingers.
'Aren't you keen.' I teased at him, between moans.
'With you, always baby.' He then inserted 2 fingers inside me, and began to pick up a perfect rhythm, as he kissed and bit my neck. I started moving my groin and hips to meet his fingers every time they entered me again.
I then moved around so I was facing him, and slipped my hands inside his boxers, feeling his huge length. He groaned softly, continuing to finger me, picking up the speed.
Suddenly, he jumped on top of me,and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head.
'Kinky.' I giggled. 'You know it.' He chuckled, before leaning down to kiss me hard, with strong passion, his tongue invading my mouth.
He then let go of my wrists, removed my/his t-shirt, and began to kiss my neck, my breasts, my stomach, then he started to tease me by kissing my inner thighs gently.
He then inserted his tongue into me, and started easing it in and out, playing with me, while I cried out in pleasure.

I could feel it building up, and as my insides started to quiver, just before I reached orgasm, he moved upright so he was on his knees in front of me, and slammed into me roughly, groaning loudly.
I cried as he pushed himself into me, filling me deeper and deeper each time, going harder and harder. I could feel it building up again, and not before long I orgasmed around Zacky, crying out his name between loud moans, while he came, groaning and biting his lip.
When we both reached our crescendo, he leaned down to kiss me before gently pulling out, he then lay beside me, and lit up a cigarette.
'I'd give that a solid 10 out of 10.' He turned to me, with a teasing grin. I scoffed at him, 'Oh, so you have a scale, do you?'
He grinned widely, 'No, but if I did, you'd get well over 10.'
I giggled and cuddled into him, Isabelle forgotten about completely.

Notes

IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO OVERDUE IVE BEEN SO BUSY BUT THERES LOADS MORE ON THE WAY I PROMISE <3 SUGGESTIONS WELCOME BTW <3