I watched Zacky almost break down against the wall down the hall. I hated that I couldn’t go to him, he looked like he was in so much pain. The doctor had left him there and just when I thought I’d have to see him cry, he turned and rushed down the hall--no doubt to her room.

He’d asked me to stay before he rushed off. Even though I was sure he’d forget all about me now, I felt like I had to stay--at least until one of his friends got here. Unfortunately, the only number I had was Meaghan’s. I guess I could call Erin and tell her….but I didn’t.

I tried to convince myself that it was because I didn’t want to bother them, that I didn’t even know anything yet, that maybe Zack wouldn’t want them to know...but the truth buried under all that wasn’t any of those things. Just in case he came out of that door by himself, I wanted to be there for him.

Rolling my eyes at myself, I stood up to get coffee only to be stopped in my tracks. A door slammed and Vengeance rounded the corner angrily. He quickly mumbled something to the nurse behind the counter and headed my way. I followed him outside and he stopped, pausing for a moment before looking at me. His eyes held that emotionless, far away look that he’d had when we first met.

“Can you get me outta here, Violet?”

My heart skipped a beat when he hooked a single finger around mine. Nodding, we headed to my car. I tried to slow down my racing heart, knowing exactly where this was most likely going. Silently we climbed in the beast.

“Where to?” I tried to make my voice unassuming and comforting at the same time.
“Ness is with her parents at my house…” He looked over at me, but all I could see was sadness and nervousness written all over his face, “Can we go to your place?”
“Y-yeah...sure.”

I turned on the radio, but other than the quiet music, the drive was silent. The sky was turning beautiful colors as the sun went down, but that was of little comfort. At some point, I glanced over to find tears streaked down Zack’s beautiful face as he stared out the window--nervously chewing on the end of a finger.

I felt my own tears well up and couldn’t stop myself from reaching over and grabbing his hand in mine. Neither of us looked at each other, but he squeezed back as I choked up a little. We held hands until I was parking in front of my apartment building.

Fortunately I had picked up the place the day before. I knew he wouldn’t care, but I did. His tears had dried by the time we were inside and his first move surprised the ever living crap out of me. The second we were inside, he pushed me up against the front door and laid one on me.

Insistent but still soft, he kissed me as both his hands held my face. My hands instinctively went to his waist and up his back.
When he ended the kiss, still holding my face, his green eyes blinked open to meet mine and a slight smile pulled at his plush lips. His hips trapping me against the door made it hard to think, but I managed to stutter,
“Zacky--you sure about this?”
I swear I caught an ever so slight lift of his eyebrow as his eyes danced, “Very.”

My mouth went dry and I was about to whimper when he yanked me over to the little lamp table near the door. I almost yelped when he hiked me up onto it and crashed his lips onto mine again. His hand was instantly between my legs, massaging over my core and making me even wetter.

“Zack--” I wrapped my arms around his neck as he pressed hard kisses down my neck.
“Fuck, I need you like right the fuck now, Vi--”

In answer, I fumbled with his board shorts as he pulled out his wallet and a rubber. His breathing hitched when I stroked him inside his shorts and for a moment he just let me, his lashes fluttering. Needy fingers clutched at my lower body until they found the strings of my bikini--pulling at the ties until I was exposed.

A second later our bodies were flush up against each other as he plunged deeply into me. Not giving me any time to adjust to his thickness, Zacky started slamming into me as his lips once again found mine. I moaned into his mouth, almost embarrassed at how fast I was about to come. Trying to hold out, I couldn’t and pulled him closer--legs wrapping around his ass as I started to shake.
“Jesus, Zack--”
“Fucking christ, Vi--” He only went harder, and when his fingers tightened bruisingly into my flesh, I realized he was coming with me.

****Zacky’s POV*****

Violet pulled me in over and over, her slick walls pulsing tight around my dick. My want, my need for her had completely taken over the second we stepped in the door and I was absolutely ravenous. The look on her face when I entered her had been so heavenly. As I held her and fucked her I could tell I was bordering on too much for her tight pussy and it had me high as a fucking kite, smirking that I was too big for her when she’d been fucking my photographer.

Her walls clamped even tighter and when I looked into her eyes, I could see she was already desperately close. Good thing I had multiples because I was most definitely about to come. Fuck, we were so magnetic together and she felt so good inside.
When she whispered my name, that was the last straw.
“Jesus, Vi--” I stroked into her hard and fast to finish myself off, nothing in this entire world mattering but finishing inside her.

When I could open my eyes and see or think again, I was holding her by her hips close to me--our bodies entangled intimately. Brushing my hand over her hair, I smiled at her, “Violet…” I had no words as I gently pulled out of her. She blushed and climbed off the table, biting her lip and grabbing my hand before heading towards her room.
Oh, hell, yeah.

I stopped in my tracks as she stripped the rest of the way down. Even though I’d been staring at her almost nakedness all afternoon, the rest of it was still so spectacular I couldn’t think straight. Once she was naked, she gazed over at me and I laughed at myself--realizing I hadn’t moved. I was butt naked in half a second, walking her way.

She backed up away from me, climbing back on the bed, her eyes locked up to mine. I followed her, stealthily crawling over her.
“Condoms?” I raised a brow at her and she pointed at her bedside drawer. Focused on the task at hand, I wasn’t ready for what I found when I opened the drawer.

I was experienced, very experienced. I’d had two wives who’d been somewhat open-minded….but nothing like this.
The drawer was fairly deep and full of all kinds of trouble. Standard vibes, some not so standard, plugs (damn, we were gonna have to come back to that), cuffs, some other stuff I couldn't see...even a fucking whip. Damn. Color me impressed.

Although, no condoms. When I looked back at her, she reached into the drawer on the other side of the bed and got out the protection, giving me a look that further hardened my cock, “Sorry. Wrong drawer.” Her eyebrow went up and I almost collapsed right there. She’d done it on purpose and that made me so hot.

Smirking at her, I reached for the condoms, “This all ya got?” There were only two left.
She shrugged, “Sorry. Been a busy week.” Violet winked and I shook my head, laughing.

“You’re such a little bitch.” I nuzzled her neck, but when I was about to tear the packet open, she stopped me. Chuckling into her neck, I breathed in her scent, “I don’t need any more Zacky’s running around, baby.”

Her dark laugh entered my ear, “I want you in my mouth, Zacky.”
I flinched, trying to keep the moan down that threatened, “Fuck, honey….you gonna swallow me again?” I didn’t mean to say exactly that, but it was what I’d been thinking about non-stop since that day she’d done it.

Her light moan made my cock jump again, “What can I say, Zacky. I love going down on you.”

“You realize how many women have said that to me?” I smirked down at her, tucking her hair behind her ear--not believing that was what just came out of my mouth.

She narrowed her eyes back at me, “Nice pillow talk, Vengeance.”
“What? Like you didn’t know.”

“Let me put it this way,” She licked up my cock but then raised above me, sitting in my lap, “I’ve always loved giving head, it’s kind of my thing. Or one of them. Just ask my husband of ten years. He quite enjoyed it.” I swallowed hard when she mentioned him, not ready for the hot streak it awakened, “But you...I didn't realize a cock could be that big and beautiful.” Okay. Then.

The hot streak turned from jealousy and went straight to my dick as I raised both eyebrows. I sideways smiled at her, letting out a whine--figuring that was the reaction she was going for anyway.

When she started moving down my body, it heated up further as my skin startled to tingle with anticipation. Then those lips enveloped my tip and I couldn’t help but flinch and moan. She didn’t waste any time but swallowed me whole as I inhaled loudly.

“Fuck, baby…” I don’t know why I insisted on calling her that all the time, she wasn’t my baby and that wasn’t even my pet name of choice...it’s just what came out when we were together. Her mouth moved languidly up and down my length and I bit down on a fist while I groaned deeply. My head fell back as the world disappeared and all I could feel was that wet, playful tongue licking my shaft. I fucking hated and loved how good she was at this. She popped off suddenly and I was a needy mess for a split second until her hand replaced her mouth. And then….fuck, she started gently sucking on my sac and I thought I was dying right then and there.

My fingers threaded into her hair and I pulled lightly, needing her to know I loved what she was doing. Somehow I managed to look down and when I met those sexy violet orbs peeking over where her hand stroked me, it sent lightning bolts right to that pit in my stomach. My whole body tightened and I lost it as her hand and her mouth worked me through the intense climax that landed all over my chest.
I couldn’t even form words, just gasped and stuttered until she was climbing over me.

I flinched again when I felt a soft tongue on my deathbat. Looking down, I found her licking at my cum like an eager kitten. Jesus fuck. I was still relishing in the aftershocks of amazingness and she was already trying to work me up again. I rolled my eyes as my barely softening dick hardened again. She was really and truly going to be the end of me.

“Alright, that's enough outta you, missy.” I grabbed some of the tissues near the bed and quickly cleaned myself off before pushing her under me. She giggled lightly, biting her lip because she knew it drove me nuts, “But I want to ride you.”

I growled at her and turned her over flat onto her stomach, “Too. Bad.”

I smacked her ass lightly and almost had to laugh at her reaction. Her arms went under and around the pillow under her as she bit down on it and arched her ass up against me. Oh, she wanted more, huh? So I lightly smacked her other cheek and the most beautiful whimper I’d ever heard left her. I chuckled to myself thinking this was something we’d have to explore later. I had my dominance moments, but right now I just wanted to fuck.
Wait, did I just think about later?

I waved off the thought and got down to it, ripping open the condom that she had thrown aside before. Putting my knees wide outside hers, I found her trembling and wet waiting for me. I pressed into her, stumbling out a breath as she sucked in a breath. Not even all the way in her yet, I had to stop and take in the pure tightness around me. As I paused, holding myself up over her on my hands, she backed up the rest of the way onto me. FUCK.

Steadying myself, I continued to not do anything to see what she’d do. I almost lost my shit when she basically started fucking herself back onto me. I gasped for air and forced myself not to move. Whatever she was doing she clearly loved and was already shaking around me, so I didn’t want to disrupt her rhythm.

“God, Violet, you fucking minx…” I kissed into her pretty, curled, bright hair as her moans washed over me, “You’re so gonna make me come like that…” I think she liked my words because she came right after I said them, but didn’t stop. She was like an energizer bunny for fuck’s sake. Yes, oh god fucking yes….

Just as she was working herself into another one, I broke and thrust forward, my hips stuttering into little teenager moves until I was done. Collapsing into her tiny, sexy body, I kissed over her shoulders, holding her. Violet smiled under me, that wonderful sigh of satisfaction exiting her full lips. I grinned up against her neck, mumbling deeply into her ear, “Good thing I think I only have one more in me, baby…” She only had one more condom anyway…

The pure lust I’d felt for her ever since we’d stepped in the door began to change more to that feeling I’d had the first time we were together--melting into something way too intimate for me to be sharing with someone who wasn’t my wife. But I needed it, needed her.

I pulled out and hovered over her just enough to throw away the used condom and she turned around under me. The smile that lit up her beautiful features made my heart flutter. I could tell she saw the look in my eyes, and the smile faded as she just looked at me.

Tentatively, I leaned in and softly captured her lips in mine. She was clearly surprised by my sudden change into intimacy, but welcomed me as her delicate hands went to my face.

The kiss blew me away. It was a lot like our first kiss--so personal and close it was almost frightening. Her lips followed mine like they were meant to be together and I almost choked on a breath, my emotions starting to catch up with me.

One of my hands fumbled around for the last rubber and found it. As I put it on, she moved her legs outside mine--I guess she wanted the same position I did. Our eyes met the moment our lips parted and I slipped into her. No matter how many times I took her I never got tired of that first thrust in. I started a slow rhythm into her and she moaned so softly I almost didn’t hear it. Her lashes fluttered shut and I caressed a finger over her flushed cheek. At the touch, slits of begging violet eyes gazed down at me. The way she looked at me was everything I wanted in the world at the moment. After how I’d just been wholly denied by the woman that was supposed to love me, I realized how much I needed Violet and how much she mattered in that moment.

Holding her jaw in my hand, my thumb moved gently over her bottom lip as our full gazes locked intimately.
“You’re here…” I wasn’t even really sure what I said, just that words came out in a hoarse whisper.
Her fingers soothed back over my hair, down my neck, and rested over my heart, “I’m here…”

To my relief, the moment was interrupted when she arched a little, the feeling of me still moving in her getting to be too much, “Zack--”

I was about to break when I could feel she was close. The gorgeous feeling of her enveloping me closer and closer overtook me and my face fell to her neck as my fingers went into her hair.

“Violet--” I cried the name softly into her ear as I released into her, coaxed through it by her own climax.

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Notes

I'll be in the corner, crying over how beautiful they are together......

What did Zacky mean by "denied"???

Sorry to stop in such a kind of a weird place, but it will all make sense soon ; )

So happy you guys are reading and thanks for voting/commenting!!