Girl I Know

**Zacky’s POV**

God Damn, I thought to myself as I kissed Tennessee’s beautiful plump lips. We’d just gotten back to my house after the bar. Both of us slightly inebriated. My hands gripped her hips through her dress as she gently gyrated her hips against mine, just enough to cause friction between us and tease me. I held her face in my hands, one on her cheek and the other around the back of her neck, lightly tugging on her hair.

She moaned as I took advantage and slid my tongue in her mouth, she battled me a bit before letting me have dominance, her hands quickly trying to undo my belt and unzip my pants. I smirked against her lips and slid my hands down to her ass cupping it. She gasped pulling out of the kiss briefly and jumped up into my arms, her shapely legs wrapping and locking around my waist. I lightly bit her lip before taking control of the kiss again. I moved us up the stairs towards my bedroom feeling my dick twitch as she started grinding her heated core against me.

Even through my pants, I could tell she was ready for me, she wouldn’t need any assistance in lubing up what I imagine is a beautiful fucking pussy. I closed my door as she gently got down. She stripped me out of my shirt, then dropped to the floor, squatting, with her legs spread wide. “That’s not very lady like,” I breathed out teasingly. Instantly she sucked on my dick through my boxers, “Oh fuck, Tenney.” I put my hands in her hair as she looked up at me innocently.

“Yes Zacky?” She did it again as she palmed my dick standing up. I growled a response, not knowing what to say but not wanting her to stop losing her mouth. She smirked and gave me a knowing look. “Get comfortable on the bed Mr. Baker,” she spotted my iHome and immediately hooked up her phone putting on something with a very erotic beat and melody to it. Not usually my cup of tea but I couldn’t help but get turned on as the music continued.

She began swaying her hips to the music, her hands going into her hair and lightly lifted it as her arms moved upward. The dress was skin tight on her and hugged her in all the right places. Every man that had seen her at the bar knew she was mine, and let me tell you, that was such a fucking turn on. She moved her hands back and unzipped her zipper. The dress slightly slipping down, only held in place by the sash around her neck.

She smirked at me as she danced, slowly untying the sash and letting the dress slide down her toned body. I felt my breath hitch as her breasts came into view. I let out an involuntary moan never having seen such perfect tits in my life. The dress revealed the satin and lace panties I had picked out earlier that night, the lace being black and the satin a dark emerald green. I instantly put my hand to my mouth wiping any possible drool off my lips.

She smirked and turned sideways hooking her thumbs in the panties and slowly sliding them down, revealing her waxed pelvis area and her perfect ass. As she bent all the way down, slowly stepping out of the panties I saw her look at me and bite her lip before she grabbed her tits and winked at me.

God damn I don’t think my cock had ever been this hard, it was straining the cotton material of my boxers the waistband being pulled off my hips, “Zacky?” she asked obviously having asked me a question as I was lost in my mind.

“Sorry, yeah?” I asked as I slowly met her seductive eyes.

“Shoes…on or off?” she asked as she stuck one leg up on the bed, halfway trapping me in.

I took the opportunity to run my hands up her leg starting from her ankle and slowly trailing up to her thigh, “I think...” I kissed her inner thigh, “you should keep them on…” I kissed right next to her sweet-smelling core.

She inhaled sharply and bit her lower lip, “They’ll stay on then.” She nodded then moaned out as I placed a kiss on the center of her being.

I smirked and looked up at her, my tongue sticking out and lightly teasing her clit. Instantly her fingers were in my hair, her eyes meeting mine until they rolled back in her head as 2 fingers slid gently into her. She moaned out, her head falling backwards while her hands pulled me deeper into her sex.

I smirked and placed a chaste kiss on her pussy as I withdrew my fingers. “Mmm…” I sucked one of my fingers. “You taste good baby,” I said and offered her my other finger, which happened to be my middle finger. She held my hand as she took my finger in her mouth, sucking it like she would a dick. I felt my dick twitch and my boxers become wet with precum.

Her eyes were dark, filled with lust and I quickly kissed her then flipped us so that she was laying on her back on the bed. I crawled up between her legs and slid my boxers down. She gasped as she saw my hard dick pop out of it’s encasement. “Zacky, is that even going to fit?” she half joked with me. “It’s so huge.”

I smirked proudly, “Fuck yeah it’ll fit baby. All 8 inches of it.” She moaned as her hips involuntarily bucked up needing contact. I smirked and pinned her hands above her head, our fingers lacing as I slid into her. Both of us gasped out at the feeling, God she’s so fucking tight, I thought to myself as I instantly kissed her with passion.

I went faster and harder as she began rolling her hips up to meet mine. Her clit brushing against my groin, earning a groan from her, “Zacky…please, harder…deeper.” She writhed underneath me, I released her hands and sat up a little, grabbing ahold of her hips and arching her hips going deeper just like she asked of me. She let out another gasp and I moaned, feeling her flex her muscles trying to grip my dick harder.

“Fuck…Babe, you keep doing that, I’m going to cum too soon,” I moaned out as I went harder, driving into her as if she were the only sustenance between me and death. I could do this for the rest of my life, feel her tight sweet pussy grip my dick over and over again as we bring each other to our climaxes.

She arched her back, giving me a new angle on her, “Oh FUCK Zack!” she panted out, “Yes, right there baby. Right there. Make me cum.” I groaned, that dirty talk putting me closer than she realized as I drove myself harder and deeper into her, hitting her spot dead on each time. My balls slapping her ass making a smacking noise.

Right as we were about to cum the door flew open making us jump, “Motherfucker.” I groaned as my ex, Gena stood in the doorway.

“Well, well sweetheart, looks like you move on fast,” She crossed her arms flicking on the light.

I pulled out of Tennessee reluctantly, grabbing the blankets to cover her and shield her from Gena’s gaze. “The fuck you want Gena?” I asked as I stood and slipped on my boxers.

“Well last I checked, this was still my house and THAT was still MY bed,” she stared at Tennessee.

“Gena, just get the fuck out. We broke up 6 months ago, doesn’t give you the right to burst in whenever the fuck you want to,” I growled at her, my balls starting to ache from the need to release.

Gena laughed and shook her head, “I have a key, it’s not like I broke in.” She nodded towards Tennessee, “I’m Gena by the way. His GIRLFRIEND.”

“EX girlfriend Gena. EX.” I stressed as Tennessee looked at us confused.

“Wait, so your…” she shook her head, “Zacky I need to go.” She started to get up but I caught her arm.

“Please stay for a second, let me explain,” I asked her with a pleading look in my eye before turning back to Gena. “Can you please, get the fuck out of my room?”

Gena shrugged, “Fine. I’m exhausted anyways, I’ll go sleep in the guest bed.” She sauntered out, knowing damn well that she’d just ruined my fun.

I growled as the door shut, I got up and shut off the music that we’d left on and started pacing in front of Tennessee who was looking at me almost as if she was demanding answers. “Zacky…will you please tell me what’s going on?”

I paused and looked at her, “She’s not my girlfriend, you’re my girlfriend. Gena and I were together for awhile, we were cohabitating and her name got put on the deed to the house. I’m working on getting it removed. She’s a model and travels for work, so she’s rarely ever here. That’s why I stay at Brian’s so often, is usually she’s here during that time. I thought she’d left for a shoot today,” I explained biting my lip and rubbing my forehead.

”Do you realize how this seems Zacky?” She asked me, her brown eyes staring into mine, a blank look registering.

I groaned and rubbed my hands through my hair, “Yeah I understand how this seems. But it’s not what it seems Tenney. I swear to you I wouldn’t do that.” I sat next to her on the bed and grabbed her hands in mine. “I really, really like you. You rock my world like no one else ever has and I don’t mean just the sex part, although that’s relevant too.” I added quickly.

She searched my eyes for any hint of a lie or a barrier and found none because she sighed and looked down, “Can we just sleep? I’m really tired.”

I nodded knowing the moment had passed, “Yeah. That’s fine babe.” I smiled and stroked her hair.

She nodded and I got up to turn off the light and lock the bedroom door. I sighed slightly going back to bed and cuddling up to the most perfect girl I’ve ever been lucky enough to hold in my arms. “Goodnight Tennessee,” I whispered kissing the nape of her neck as we spooned.

“Goodnight baby,” she whispered as she kissed my knuckle and pulled my arm tighter around her.

**Tennessee’s Pov**

I woke up before Zacky the next morning, but fuck me if I was going to leave his bedroom without him by my side. So I opted to watch him sleep for a bit, sunlight streaking through the blinds. He looked so peaceful, his face relaxed, his hair a little messed up from the previous night. I chuckled silently as I realized that he reminded me of a cherub.

He must have felt the vibration because he opened his eyes and looked up at me, blinking once then closing his eyes again stretching. “Mmm…good morning sexy,” he mumbled as he pulled me closer, nuzzling his face on my chest.

I giggled and stroked his hair soothingly, “Good morning Bright Eyes.”

“What time is it?” He asked softly.

I shrugged and looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand by the bed, “Looks like it’s almost 11.”

He groaned and rolled onto his back, “We need to shower so we can go meet up with everyone.” He looked into my eyes sleepily, “Wanna conserve water?”

I giggled and pretended to think about it for a second, “I supposed we could do that. Although, I have an itch that needs scratched Mr. Vengeance.” I smirked using his stage name.

He eyed me as he subconsciously licked his lips, “Is that so? Well I imagine I can help you with that.” I stood up and he slapped my ass making me moan.

“Mmm, I bet you can,” I swayed my hips as I walked to the master suite bathroom. He eagerly followed me and attacked my neck with his lips, kissing sensually along the side of my neck. I turned on the water to a good temperature and then relaxed back against him as the water heated up. I ran my hands up to the back of his head, tugging on his hair as his hands moved to my breasts. Squeezing and kneading them gently.

He smirked as he lead me into the glass shower, I gasped as the hot water hit my skin, feeling oh so good on my muscles. I turned around in Zacky’s arms and kissed him passionately. He didn’t waste anytime getting me up against the wall, my legs wrapped around his waist and his dick inside my already wet core.

“God yeah Zacky,” I moaned as I leaned my head back.

“Mmm, you feel so good baby,” he murmured as he attacked my neck again biting and sucking down on my sensitive spot on the left side of my neck. I closed my eyes, my nails digging into his shoulders as he went harder and faster, bracing one hand on my lower back and the other against my hip. His grip tight.

“Oh god, right there Zack,” I pulled his head up by tugging his hair and attacked his lips. We drowned each other’s moans out with our own as we kissed more and more passionately. His pace becoming more urgent as our orgasms climbed. “Fuck baby, I’m almost there,” I moaned out against his lips.

“Mm, yeah fucking cum all over my dick baby girl,” Zacky said slapping my ass with his hand then gripping both of my hips harder, leaving a bruise.

I moaned out as my back arched and I tensed up on his dick, “Oh yes! Zacky!” I screamed out as I came all over him. As my muscles contracted around him, he thrust back in hitting my spot and prolonged my orgasm as he came inside me.

“Oh fuck…Tenney!” He moaned out, his head falling backwards as he finally finished his orgasm.

He slid out of me then set me down, “Mmm…fuck baby, I loved that.” I said closing my eyes and kissing him gently.

He smirked and returned the kiss, “I loved it too. I’m sorry about—“ I put a finger to his lips and smiled.

“Don’t apologize, I understand,” I smiled and turned around, pulling us both under the flowing water. We washed up and exited, wrapping towels around ourselves. That’s when I remembered, “Ah…fuck, we forgot my duffel at Brian’s. It’s sitting on Brian’s bed.”

He chuckled, “Well damn, guess that means you’re just gonna have to wear some of my clothing.”

I smiled, “Or I could wear the dress back to Brians.”

“And do the walk of shame? Fuck no. Especially since we may encounter more drama that way, let me find you something comfortable to wear,” He insisted already digging through his drawers.

I nodded and sat down as he held up a pair of basketball shorts and a loose Misfits shirt. “That’ll work,” I grinned as he playfully threw them at me.

“Do you want a pair of boxers as well?” he asked raising an eyebrow at me.

“You mean to keep or just to wear?” I asked biting my lip.

“Whichever way you want,” he smirked at me, his eyes watching me bite my lip.

“Yeah, give me a pair of your boxers,” I replied as he threw me a pair.

“Those are one of my favorite pairs, so treat them well,” he said jokingly. I laughed slipped on the ninja turtle boxers shaking my head before pulling on the rest of my clothes.

Once he was dressed we made our way down the stairs, let me tell you, my sandals made the outfit pretty interesting, although Zacky thought it was hot. I shook my head, “I should have just gone barefoot,” I stated as we got in his range rover to go back to Brian’s.

“Nah, couldn’t let you do that now could I?” Zacky asked me as he drove.

I smiled, “I suppose not.” I rested my hand on the center console and Zacky took my hand, lacing our fingers and kissed the back of my knuckles. I smiled over at him. Fuck I was falling for this guy hard and I didn’t care what drama happened. The connection was too strong and I was being pulled to him in a way I hadn’t been pulled to anyone in my entire life.

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