After Zack left that night, I knew I had to separate myself from him immediately and I called Tobias to help with it. I know it was wrong to use Tobias in that way and he even turned out to be an amazing guy. So, when our date came to a close and he walked me up to my apartment, I let him kiss me. I ignored the thoughts of Zack trying to make their way into the brain and enjoyed kissing Tobias, a very handsome, sweet, single guy. It was great, and I enjoyed every second of it but when it was over, when Tobias told me to have a great night and left Zack reentered my mind. He tangled himself into my brain and wrapped himself around my heart. Which is what led me to where I am now.

My car idles on the road in front of Zack's house. I know Gena is inside. I know they’re probably having lunch together and laughing. Gena is probably running her hand through his black and purple hair and telling him how bad he needs a haircut.

I grip the steering wheel and tell myself to go home. I tell myself to forget about Zack and just move on. Tobias would be the perfect person to move on with but he’s not who my heart wanted.

“You’re a homewrecker,” I tell myself quietly as I get out of the car. “You’re a horrible, horrible person and you’re going to hell for this.”

I step onto his porch and tell myself not to knock on his door, to go back to the car and drive back to Los Angeles. I ring his doorbell instead. The words “ding dong ditch” come to mind but my legs suddenly feel so weak, I'm not sure how far I would get.

The door opens and reveals Zack, who is wearing his boxers and nothing else. I swallow the lump in my throat. And open my mouth but the words won’t come out. Zack's mouth opens too, but he’s more successful and words actually come out. “Sheridan, what are you doing here?”

“Can we talk?” I manage to get out.

Zack doesn’t let me in. “About what?”

“Um,” I try to flatten my sundress with my hands. “Is Gena here?”

He doesn’t answer immediately. “Gena and I have…broken up.”

I open my mouth but again, the words don’t come out, instead my feet take the step towards him and my hand cradles the back of his neck as I pull him into a kiss. It takes him a moment to respond but when he does, he pulls me into him as he brings me inside. As soon as the front door shuts, he pushes me up against it. He kisses me hungrily and I crave more and more of him. I moan as Zack nibbles my lip. My hands search his back and shoulders and I feel his hand as it slowly pulls my dress up. One of his hands tug down my panties and they fall to the floor. I step out of them and push Zacks boxers down as he kisses my collarbone.
Zack turns me around and gently nudges my feet apart, spreading my legs. The coolness of the door soothes my hot face and my chest heaves as I feel Zack slowly enter me. Another moan escapes me. Zack brushes all of my hair from my face and off my back onto one side of my head. Then he kisses my shoulder as he gently begins to fuck me.

Zack breathes a moan. One of his hands reaches around me and presses against my stomach and the other rests on top of mine against the door. As his pace picks up, his grip on the back of my hand gets harder and my moans, louder. Zack removes his hand from my stomach and it finds a home on my hip. My heart races and my free hand desperately searches for something on the door to grip as the slapping noise of Zacks skin against mine gets louder and faster.

Suddenly, he pulls out of me and flips me around. He kisses me hard and I welcome it eagerly. Zack grabs my hips and without removing my lips from his, he begins to lead me up the staircase.

“Take that dress off before I tear it off you,” Zack growls as we enter his bedroom.

I smirk and do as I'm told. My dress barely falls to the floor before Zack is kissing me again. His hand reaches behind me and snaps my bra loose he pulls it from my arms. I lead him to the bed and push him onto it. Zack smirks and crawls backward so he’s fully on the bed, sitting up on his elbows.

I nibble at my lip and, as seductively as I can, crawl on top of him. Zack watches every move I make. I kiss his lower abdomen, then his chest, his throat and mouth. Zack moans as I deepen it, attempting to satisfy the craving I have for him. After a moment, I break away from him and sit up, mounting him. Without breaking eye contact I find his dick with my hand and guide it to my opening before lowering myself onto him. Zack collapses fully onto the bed and moans loudly.

I shift my knees slightly and use his chest as handholds as I roll my hips, sending chills and pleasure through my entire body.

“Jesus Christ,” Zack moans, gripping my hips.

I arch my back and continue to ride Zack in a smooth rhythm. Zack's hand caresses my stomach upwards, between my breasts and against my collarbone, then comes back down. Both of his hands caress my breasts. My hands find his and I hold them against me as they cradle my breasts.

“Fuck, Zack,” I moan, and Zack removes his hand from me, replacing it behind my head and pulling my lips down to his. He kisses me and now he’s thrusting his hips into mine. In a quick movement, and without breaking apart from me or pulling out of me, he flips us over.
My hands search his back and he pushes into me. His face is buried in my neck now. I can hear muffled moans with every thrust and I bite my lip, muffling my own. My muscles begin to tense as the pleasure begins to build. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him deeper, if that’s even possible, into me.

“Oh my god,” I moan against his ear. The pleasure is damn near unbearable, the intensity is enough to make me explode. I feel myself tighten around Zack and I yell out as I feel a ball of energy course through my veins.

Zack picks up his pace as I ride out my orgasm. It’s not too long after mine, that he comes inside me. I make a mental note to pick up a Plan B pill on my way home.

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When I wake, I’m in the bed alone. It’s still daylight outside, so I raise up and look around the room. Zack is sitting on the edge of the bed, with a new pair of boxers on and his head in his hands.

“Is everything okay?” I ask him, wrapping his sheet tightly around my chest.

Zack turned around. “What are you doing here, Sheridan?”

“Um…we had sex,” I tell him, confused.

Zack shakes his head. “Before that. Why did you come here today? To gloat about your date last night?”

“My date?” I ask, still confused. How would he know about that?

“I saw you, Sheridan. I saw you and the dude at the bar last night. I went to your apartment to…to…and I saw you there with him. Making out in the same spot you made out with me like twenty-four hours earlier.”

“You were at my apartment? Why didn’t you say anything? Is that why Gena left? Zack, why were you at my apartment?” I ask him.

“Forget it,” he tells me standing up.

I shake my head, standing up as well, bringing the sheet with me. “No, I won’t. Zack tell me why you were there.” I approach him, gently caressing his arm.

Zack turns to me. He wets his lips and his eyes search my face, he reaches up and strokes my cheek. “Want to go at it again?”

“No,” I tell him, glancing at the bed. “I mean, yes, but…first I want you to tell me why you were at my apartment last night.”

“You weren’t replying to my texts,” he replies. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“And then you saw me with Tobias and changed your mind?” I ask.

Zack shrugs. “It was weird seeing you with another guy. But I'm over it now. If you’re happy, I’m…I’m happy.”

I look down and nibble on my lip. “I was happy today. With you.”

“Well, everyone should be happy during sex. Especially really fucking great sex,” he winks.
I feel myself blush, I stare at him for a moment, smiling, waiting for the heat from my face to go away before replying. “It wasn’t just because of the really fucking great sex, Zack.”

“Then what’s the other reason?” He asks.

“I realized last night that I went out on the date with Tobias and the other guys for the wrong reason. I went out with them to forget about you and that’s not fair to them. I know I hurt you in the past, Zack and I will make it up to you if you’ll give me the chance. If you’d just trust me…”

Zack kisses me, softly. It’s not as hungry of a kiss as it was earlier, but in a way, it is. “Okay,” he mumbles against my lips. “I trust you.”

Notes

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Title credit: Taylor Swift “So It Goes…”