Unconditionally

Charlotte pulled the towel around her as she stepped out of the shower, hearing the loud banging on the door. She slowly stepped out of the bathroom doorway, peeking around the corner of the hallway wall at the door. She had no idea who would be banging on her door like that. Especially not as late as it was.

“Char, it’s me. Please open the door.” She heard Zack’s voice ringing through the living room from the hallway. She rolled her eyes with a sigh of relief.

“Go away, Zack,” she yelled. She was hurt and didn’t care much to look at him at this point.

“Charlotte, babe, I’m sorry. Just open the door.” He said, knocking again. Silence fell through the house. She was staying quiet in hopes that he would leave. “I was wrong,” he mumbled just loud enough for her to hear through the door.

This caught her attention. He was there, at her door, apologizing to her and he could admit that he was wrong. She sighed as she made her way to the door, unlocking and opening it just wide enough to stick her face out. Still keeping her guard up and not wanting to fall into his arms and tell him everything was alright, she mustered up the ability to keep a stern face as she spoke.

“Zack, It’s late. What do you want?”

He looked at her confused as to why she only opened the door so wide. Was someone there? He noticed she was wrapped in a towel, before looking back to her.

“Babe, I’m sorry,” he said. “You’re right. You’re right about everything. She hurt me and I shouldn’t be thinking about her and I have to realize that she’s not a part of my life anymore.” he paused, dropping his head. “I’m just scared.” He looked back up at her, helpless. Her eyes searched his face as she opened the door wider.

“Get in here,” she said as she stepped out of the way, allowing him to enter. A grin formed on his face, as he entered the house. He heard the faint click of the door as she locked it back, before making her way to the bedroom down the hall.

He stood there, not knowing what to do or say. Her storming off without anything couldn’t have been a good sign. All he knew to do was stand there. Maybe she would get dressed and come back for them to talk it out.

“Are you coming?” he heard from down the hall. He grinned as he turned, making his way toward the doorway of her bedroom.

When he entered the room, she was standing there with nothing on. He wasn’t sure what to do since they had the argument and she hadn’t officially shown any sign of forgiveness. He chewed at his bottom lip, letting his eyes roam over her body.

She let out a small sigh with an eye roll as she moved toward him. She quickly gripped the back of his neck, pulling his lips to hers in one swift motion as she pressed herself against him.

He moaned against her lips in a bit of shock from the sudden closure between them, not wasting any time letting his hands roam her body. She quickly reached for the hem of his shirt, aggressively pulling it up and from his body, breaking the kiss just long enough to do so.

“I want you,” she whispered before crashing her lips to his once more.

As if it wasn’t clear since she was about to ravage him and he knew it. He moved his hands to his belt, unbuckling it and taking it off before she even had the chance to get her hands on it herself. He quickly removed his jeans and boxers after kicking off his shoes.

Stepping out of his pants, he let her fall back onto the bed. He smoothed her hair as she sat in front of him on the edge of the bed. He pressed his lips to hers once again, feeling her wrap her hand around his length just before she began to stroke him. A moan escaped him against her lips.

“Fuck.” He mumbled against her. She smirked against his lips.

“You like that?” she asked with a grin, as she ran her tongue over her bottom lip. All he could give was a nod.

“Lay down on your back.” She demanded.

He moaned out loud, having an idea of what was coming. He did what he was told, crawling up onto the bed, laying back as he was ordered, watching as she moved up onto the bed just over his legs.

She moved down slowly, gripping his shaft once again taking the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. He closed his eyes, letting his head fall back. What did he do to deserve her? She was sexy and caring and could suck the fuck out of a cock. He didn’t deserve this.

He moaned out loud when she suddenly took his length into her throat, hearing her gag a bit. Oral wasn’t one of his favorite things to recieve, but he sure as hell loved to give it. Something about her doing it though, made him want it even more. He moved his hands to her hair, guiding her up and down on his massive member, feeling the hollows of her cheeks against his shaft as she sucked him. He didn’t want to cum like this. She wanted him and he was gonna make sure she got just what she wanted.

Gripping her hair, he pulls her mouth from him, looking down at her.

“Come here.” he breathed.

She did as she was told and moved over him, straddling his midsection, leaning down over him. He pulled her closer, pressing his lips to hers, reaching down to run his fingers against her wetness. She was soaked. He loved how he could get her going with minimal effort.

She moved so his fingers would slip inside her, letting out a small moan. He kept his hand still as she rode his digits, Soft moans filling the room as she did so. This was good, but she needed more. She reached down, pulling his fingers from herself, moving them to his mouth for him to taste her. He sucked her juices from his fingers with a small moan. He flipped her onto her back, mounting her.

She looked up at him, running her hands over his chest as he positioned himself at her entrance, before sliding inside her. With a deep moan, he gave her every inch he had to offer in the swift movement. A loud moan came from her.

“Fuck, Zack.” he breathed.

He smirked as he started a pace. Pumping in and out of her, he reached down, finding her clit with his thumb, using his hand to press down onto her, letting her feel him even better. Her moans grew louder and more needing as he moved faster. He stopped long enough to put her legs over his shoulders, before continuing to the same routine. He moved his hand from her clit, needing to go harder. He gripped the headboard, thrusting faster and harder as she moaned. He could feel her getting close.

“You gonna cum for me?” he asked breathlessly.

She nodded uncontrollably. “Mhm.” she managed.

He thrust faster and harder. “Cum for me. I wanna get you off.” he moaned.

“Get me off.” she pleaded. “Please get me off.”

She was close and he knew it. He could feel it. “I wanna cum all over you.” he said. He really did. It wasn’t just for the sake of a good orgasm for her, but it was working.

“I’m cumming!” she cried out. He felt her clamp down around him just as he pulled out, shooting his load all over her stomach, with a loud moan. He slid two fingers inside her again to help her ride out of orgasm. Her legs were shaking as he felt her warm juices flood over his palm.

“Fuck yes.” he moaned “Good girl.” he breathed, falling over her, pressing his lips to hers once again.

“I love you.” she said.

He looked at her for a moment, letting her legs fall from his shoulders. “I love you too.”

Notes

Sorry for the delay. Been going through some shit. Working on the next chapter now. Have had some writer's block and can't really think of where I want this story to go, so If you guys want anything in particular to happen for these two let me know.