Runaway

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We arrived fashionably late and I was already sweating a little. I attempted to look like I wasn’t looking for her. We found a table for all of us, minus Meaghan and Jake, and I immediately took off my jacket that was making me even warmer.

Not too much later, I got the wind knocked out of me...when Violet walked in with Erin.

Fucking god, she looked incredible. A million emotions swam through my head and my body. I was sad, happy, turned on, nervous, elated. Then we locked eyes from across the room and it seemed like the world stopped turning. After an incredibly electrically charged moment, her eyes fell as she smiled sadly. I fought the urge to just run to her and take her in my arms.

She knew exactly what her dress and makeup and hair was doing to me. Then some thoughts about her and Erin getting ready occurred to me and I had to turn away and start a conversation with someone so I didn’t get a hard on right there in front of everyone. This evening was certainly going to be interesting.

***Vi’s POV***



Those beautiful light green, emotion filled eyes met mine and everyone else in the room didn’t exist for a heavenly moment in time. Then it all caught up with me and I had to look away for fear of giving away just how much I missed him. When I looked back up he was talking to someone. Damn, did he clean up nice.

All color drained from my face when I realized he was wearing the same thing he’d worn the night we broke up.



“I can’t do this.” I whirled around and headed for the door when Erin grabbed my hand and hauled me in against her.
“Yes you can,” She sweetly kissed my cheek and then whispered, “I’ll keep you distracted if I must.”

Her pretty, gray-blue eyes held nothing but concern when they met mine, making me smile back, “You’re too good to me, Erin.”
She laced our fingers together as we started for the bar, “Well, that’s true…”

We sat down with our drinks at a table and soon Meaghan and Jake were sitting with us. Anyone could immediately see the chemistry between them. I tried to pretend that it didn’t make me insanely jealous and sad. Taking a deep breath, I forced my shoulders back and tried to have a good time. Erin did look really pretty so I told her so and her smile made me smile.

Some boring people said some boring things announcing their thanks yada, yada but kept it short, fortunately. Afterwards, the DJ began playing, “Unchained Melody.”
Instead of getting emotional, I stood up and put my hand out to my date, “May I have this dance?”

Once on the dance floor, I took the lead before she could, which made her chuckle lightly in my ear. I let the nice feeling of her body against mine calm me and comfort me as a few people around us gave us wary looks. Kissing her cheek first, I whispered in her ear,
“I hope you know I don’t take you for granted, Er...Everyone else probably thinks I’m handling this pretty well, but you know the truth...thanks for giving me a shoulder to lean on.”
I pulled away to look into her wide light eyes as they searched mine. Her fingers trailed lightly over my exposed back as the ends of her lips almost pulled back into a smile.

“Just kiss me, silly woman.” We both laughed before her lips found mine. The deep kiss ended before it could get too heated. Her fingers brushed over my hair as her eyes locked onto mine again, “As much as I’d love to comfort you now, Vi, tonight you’re not mine.”

Before I could question her, the song ended and she gently turned me around.

My flight or fight response was triggered as my skin lit on fire. My eyes scanned up the black slacks, the black shirt rolled up to the elbows with that beautiful ink down over his fingers, fitted black vest, black tie….plush lips...to those piercing light green eyes that saw into my very soul.

Dammit, he looked so incredible. I tried to keep my composure as he took my hand in his and kissed my fingers--his eyes never leaving mine. My heart felt like it was stopped, yet racing a million miles an hour at the same time. He’d shaved, which made my stomach drop. His weird, awesome fauxhawk was perfectly in place and slicked back, making him look extra debonair.

“Please dance with me, Violet.”

Elvis’s “Can’t Help Falling In Love With You,” started playing and I swallowed hard. This wasn’t happening.

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He pulled me close, holding one hand in his and the other at the small of my back. As we began to sway to the music, his angelic voice entered my ear and he started singing to me. I closed my eyes before they could mist over, letting his velvety voice take over my existence as I attempted to wrap my mind around what he was really telling me. He kept me leaned against him as he sang softly into my ear, his hand firmly keeping me in place.

"Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?
Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you..."

After he’d lulled me into a safe, warm place in his arms, he stopped singing and started softly whispering to me.

“I can’t begin to make up for how I’ve hurt you, baby. But I wanted you to know that somehow, some way, over the last several months--I let you in, without even knowing it. I’ve let you into my heart, where few reside, where no woman ever has. I trust you inherently in a way I didn’t know I could trust anyone. What you do with that is now completely up to you. The truth is, I tripped when I first met you and have been falling hard for you this entire time. Whether or not we wanted to be in love matters not. We are. I apologize for not seeing it before, but now all I want to do is shout from the roof how in love with you I am. I literally could not help falling in love with you.” Zack pulled away to capture my watery eyes with his, his hand leaving my back so that his fingers could lightly touch under my chin, “I love you, Violet.”

Not giving me time to answer, Zack dipped his head to press his plump lips to mine--enveloping me in one of his mind shattering, intimate kisses. His hand went to my back again to pull me closer and my breath hitched. Our tongues intertwined as my fingers clutched between his shoulders, into the silky material of his vest.

I didn’t even realize I was crying until he pulled away, a dreamy look in his pretty eyes as he thumbed away my tears, “Don’t cry.”

I smiled up at him, “I love you, Zacky.”

For some reason, it was like he wasn’t expecting me to say it, and the moment the words left my lips, his eyes now misted over--that gorgeous smile creasing his cherub cheeks. That’s when I realized we were surrounded by all his best friends.





The girls all also had misty eyes, heads either buried in their husband’s chests or staring up into their eyes. The guys all had big grins on their faces as they glanced at us. I could see the pride and love in their eyes as they looked to their brother.

My arms went up around his neck and his went around my waist, one of his hands in my hair as he kissed it. I could hear his sniffles as we both clutched at one another. I smiled into his neck and it wasn’t until the end of the song that we looked at each other again. Wordlessly, he motioned towards the door with his gaze.

I looked around at the other couples and smiled in thanks, laughing that most of them were also swiping away tears. Hand in hand with Zack, I grabbed my purse, kissed Erin goodbye, and headed towards a night I knew I’d never forget.

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Zack put his arm around my shoulder as he drove in silence. I leaned my head on his shoulder and just enjoyed being close to him. We held hands as he led me into his place and to his bedroom. He let go and after a calm, sexy look, he headed to his sound system to put on more Elvis. The guy knew a thing or two about seduction...not that I needed to be seduced.

Taking my face in both his hands, his soft lips parted mine again and I let him in. It was slow and deliberate, both of us making small noises into the passionate kiss. Every movement of his caught my attention--his hand now slipping to my waist and then to the back of my dress; the tensing of his upper body when I leaned in and deepened the kiss; the rise in his pants that pressed against my abdomen. I stared up into his darkening gaze as I unbuttoned his vest and loosened his tie. He let me, watching me closely. When I bit my bottom lip, he pulled at it with his thumb, a smirk forming at his lips.

Zack finished undoing the tie and wrapped it around my shoulders, using it to pull me closer as I blushed, thinking of all things we could do with that tie. Smirk still firmly planted on his face, he continued to watch as I now unbuttoned his shirt. When my lip found its way between my teeth again, he growled lightly, hanging the tie loosely around my neck and taking over the task of undressing himself.

His green eyes lit up as they bore into mine, “I’m trying to make love to you, Violet, but you keep doing that and you’ll see what it gets you.”

Daring him, I kept the lip between my teeth as I lustily watched him roll the vest and shirt off his shoulders, letting them fall to the floor. His lips found mind again and his hands reached around for the zipper to my dress.

“Jesus fucking christ, Vi…” He took a deep breath when he saw I was completely naked underneath.

I laughed out loud when Zacky tackled me to the bed. He grinned wide, but slowed down again--only kissing me as my hands roamed over his Vengeance, down over the number, and back to his front to unbuckle his pants. His moan entered my mouth as I touched him, explored his skin, dipped a hand into his boxers.

“Violet…” He hissed through his teeth, palming one of my breasts before he got up to strip the rest of the way down. Climbing back over me, Zack held me close as his hips dipped in between mine. His erection only rested up against me, rubbing me perfectly into even more excitement.

“Zacky--” I moaned breathlessly, my fingers messing up his perfectly gelled hair as they threaded into it and tugged gently. The guitarist growled again and grabbed one of my wrists in his hand, nibbling and biting at the inside of it as his eyes blazed down at me.
Using his control over me, he pulled at my wrist to roll me over under him before he began teasing me in the worst way possible--my back. Kissing lightly between my shoulders and at the back of my neck, he chuckled when I started to seriously come undone. When I moved too much for his liking, he lightly swatted my butt.

“I want you completely falling apart before I take you, Violet.” He grunted as his tongue barely touched my skin, dragging all the way to my tailbone.
“Zack!” I squirmed, my skin on fire as he pleasured me. Little kisses were patiently placed back up my spine as I grew less and less patient. When he got to my ear, he kissed below it as his body blanketed mine, holding himself up on his elbows around my head so that he completely enveloped me. His fingers pulled my hair back further so that he could continue to kiss me and nibble at my neck and below my ear, “Okay, baby, turn over. Let me look at you.”

I turned over with a sigh, smiling up at him while his eyes raked over my flushed face and then my body that was trembling in want for him. He groaned deeply as he let me stroke him a few times, before he tugged my hand away.

Lacing our fingers together and capturing my lips again, I felt his length fill me until his hips were pressing against mine. As I whimpered into Zack’s mouth, he kissed me deeper and started a gentle rhythm into me. We both were too overwhelmed to look at each other right now. Breaking the kiss, his lips went to my neck as he continued.

“C’mon, Vi…” He encouraged me as I trembled in his arms. My orgasm surged through me, momentarily calming the storm he’d created. His lips continued over my skin, one of his hands leaving mine to cup and squeeze my breast. Zack’s rhythm hadn’t changed and I arched back, wrapping my ankles behind him to urge him to go faster.

“Zacky...please…”
“What, baby?” He breathed hard over me, now raised up a little to watch me as his perfect rhythm got me going again. I ran my free hand down his chest and around the grab his ass.
“Faster…” I begged.
“You don’t...really get this making love thing, do you?” He joked, sideways smiling at me. I don’t care that he played rhythm guitar for a living, how did anyone have that much control?

I freed my other hand and trailed my fingers down his arms until I was gripping at his shoulders, “I want...you to come, Zack…”

His rhythm finally stumbled as he began shuddering. I grinned when I looked up to see the look of utter surrender on his face as his first orgasm hit him. He was fucking gorgeous when he came.

“God...Violet…” Zack moaned my name and I felt him pulse into me. My eyelids fluttered with the hot moment and I squirmed a little in his grasp. He laughed lightly once his aftershocks had passed, “You always get what you want, don’tcha baby?” He pulled out, flipped me over onto my tummy, and took me from behind. I wrapped my arms around a pillow and buried my face in it as he buried his cock over and over. He quickly got me to climax, and didn’t stop until I came yet again, whining under him while he grunted behind me. It wasn’t until I was panting after my second that I realized he was coming again.

“Fuck...you feel so good tonight, baby…” He covered my body with his again as he came down, running his hand over my side as he kissed my shoulder, “That’s two...how many you going to get from me, honey?”

Zack pulled out again so I could turn towards him. I rolled him onto his back, loving the sparkle in his green eyes as I mounted him. How hard he stayed always impressed me and right now his steeled cock was making me see stars as I sank down it slowly. I moaned and he twitched. His reactions egged me on--my rhythm speeding up the more he pursed those damn lips. I was trying to last long enough to get him off again, but I couldn’t help and get there first--sitting down on him as I shook.

“Damn, Vi…” Vengeance took charge and spun me so that suddenly I was on all fours and he was behind me, fucking hard until I came again. I could tell he was close, but I wanted to get him off. Pulling off of him, I squirmed under him until I could put him in my mouth.

“Fuck, baby…” Zacky groaned and stroked my hair from where he was on all fours as I played with him. He wouldn’t see the move coming and I couldn’t wait to see his reaction. Pushing him to the back of my throat, I looked up and pushed. My eyes watered as he slipped down my throat. He couldn’t even form words.
Zack spluttered and moaned, his hips rutting down as he came hot, gasping in release.

I swallowed him, pulled back, and slithered back up to find him out of breath and gawking at me, “I can’t tell you the last time I was deep throated, Vi, that was fabulous…” He fell onto his back, “I’m gonna need a minute after that…”

When I settled next to him, slowly taking him in, I realized he was a little trimmer, a little firmer in places, “Have you been working out?” I giggled.
Zack perked up, giving me a look from under the crook of his arm, “Don’t laugh at me.” He was over me again in a flash, grinning, “I started working out so I could keep up with you in the sack.”
His look changed to a smirk and I gawked when we both looked down to see he was already hard again, “How am I doing?”

We crashed into one another’s arms again, but his kiss slowed things down. When Zacky pulled away, I got so lost in the serious look in his bright green eyes that when he entered me, I gasped in surprise. He started that perfect rhythm and my eyelids fluttered closed. His fingers at my jaw opened them again as he insisted on our gazes locking.

His eyes said everything and my cheeks actually flushed with what they spelled out. While we’d made love lots of times, it was very different now that we’d both admitted how we felt about each other. The green orbs were full of trust, naughty promises, love, lust, and so many other things. His lips barely parted and I couldn’t help but reach up and trace his pouty pucker with my fingers.
He groaned as his cock spread me and retreated, spread me and retreated. I knew this would be his last and he was going just slow enough to build me up with him instead of too quickly. Zack laced our fingers together again, pushing them hard into the sheets as his hips rolled. He gave me one last lingering kiss before his eyes locked on mine and his gaze darkened. Wincing slightly, he bit at his bottom lip a little, “C’mon, Violet...let go with me inside you…”

I gasped again, my fingers tightening around his. I cried out, coming onto him as we got lost in each other. His sexy coming noises graced my ears as our half lidded eyes didn't falter from one another. Zack moved through his aftershocks before falling into my arms.

****Zacky’s POV*****

I wrapped her tight against me, letting go of her hands so I could gather her close. I swear I was still coming deep inside her, the orgasm shaking me to my very soul.

“Baby…” I rained little kisses down on her after, running a hand over her hair and down her body as I tried to cover up how much that had just hit me like a freight train. She was so amazing.
A beautiful smile lit up her face as she played with my hair. We just looked at each other for a few wonderful moments. She gave me a high, girly sigh of contentment that made me feel so right, “I’ll never get tired of hearing you sing to me, Zack.”

I grinned back, probably blushing, “I’ll keep that in mind.” I never wanted these intimate moments between us to end, but we’d made a mess so I rolled onto my side and let her go clean up. I turned off the music and soon she was in my arms again in my bed.

“You make me so happy, Vi.” I mumbled into her ear. She only hummed back, a huge smile on her face, “And speaking of things that make me happy, when did you learn to deep throat?” I teased. It’s not like I expected it of her, but I was curious why she’d never done it before.
The smile falling off her face told me I shouldn’t have gone there. Shit, I’d been doing so well tonight, too. She laid back so she was looking up at me as I held myself up on an elbow over her. Her eyes weren’t really sad, just serious.

“I learned a long time ago. Because he kept 'encouraging' me to. I haven’t done it in years.”

Fuck. She never talked about her past and now she was, with me. About him. That dickface made her learn? I wasn’t quite sure how to take this information, “Honey--”

Violet put a finger to my lips, shutting me up, “I tell you this because I want you to know. It’s something that I used to hate doing, that was associated with being looked down on and objectified.” Now she smiled faintly, “But that’s behind me, and I did it for you because I wanted to. That time it made me feel...assertive. Vivacious. You helped me change that, Zack.” She cutely flicked me nose and smirked, “And I’m only going to be doing that for you.”

My brows hit my hairline. Gulp. Isn’t that just what every guy wants to hear. I tried to speak and just a squeak came out, so I cleared my throat and laughed, “Uh, wow. Okay. Um, awesome?” Violet giggled and pecked me on the lips and I sighed in relief. I was back in the clear. With a girlfriend who liked deep throating me.

I gathered her back against my chest, letting her play with my hands like she was prone to do. There were some things I knew I should be clear about.

“Violet…” I kissed her hair, “If it’s not obvious, I'm still fine with our relationship being open. I’ll still give you as much space as you need, as I expect vice versa. I know you’ll never move in with me, and I promise never to ask you to marry me. I want you to know how much I love those things about you, even if your independence might frustrate me at times. I do hope you continue to develop your relationship with my son, but that’s completely up to you. Meeting you has changed my life in so many incredible ways, Vi. I want you to understand it’s about way more than just sex to me.”

She grinned and snuggled back into me, which made me hold her tighter. Then she looked up at me, “Do you have any idea how much I love that you get me, Zack?” Her finger traced down my cheek, “I promise I won’t take your trust in me lightly.”

I kissed her again, pulling her close to me so she wouldn’t see the pure emotion in my eyes, “Thank you.”
It wasn’t all that late and I wanted to keep talking with her, so I brought up a lighter subject so we could just pillow talk.

“So how many men’s arms did I drive you into?” I chuckled, knowing we had a comfortable enough relationship that we could actually have this conversation.

Violet laughed back at me, “Men? Just the one.”
“The Moose?” This made her laugh louder and my brow furrow, “How many times did that happen?”
Her laughter died off, “Just twice. The second time I realized I couldn’t replace you with sex and that I’d just have to be sad.”

I kissed her cheek in the most loving way that I could to remind her I was here for good. As sad as what she had said was, I couldn’t get over the macho idea that she’d rather be with me than that huge mountain of a guy. Before I could comment, she was smiling again and chortled, “The other time was with Candice.”

Goddammit. My dick came to life where it rested between her legs and I cursed lightly to myself, “Ignore him…” I knew she must be exhausted….well...this was my Violet. In contrast to my statement, I nuzzled her ear, not able to stop myself as I hardened further, “One of these days I want to just sit back and watch you with a woman. Like I’m not even there. Just jerk off in the corner like a total perv as you own her…”

A choked off groan escaped my throat as she arched her back and took me into her tight warmth. Her sigh-moan was so erotic. Our union was slow and languid--us on our sides and her back still to my chest as I lazily pumped into her. Fuck, I couldn’t get enough. I knew this wasn’t us getting back into it and that she just wanted to see if she could make me come again.

Violet arched back, thrusting her tits forward. I grabbed one, teasing her nipple as she loudly got off. Letting go, I held onto her hip and started fucking her, “One more, baby…” I growled in her ear. The heat built fast and her screaming into another made me come hard--burying my moans into her bright hair.

“It’s a good thing we don’t use condoms…” I whispered, “I’d have to get a second job…”

We talked and fucked and made love on and off throughout the night and I wondered how on earth I’d ever sleep again without her in my arms.

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Notes

Ahhh! YAY!!!! I put a LOT of work into this chapter, so PLEASE comment!!!!

When I started posting this chapter, I didn't realize how many pics I wanted to find first, so I went down a MAJOR rabbit hole (Just ask Larisa or Ghost, lol). But the Johnny/Lace and Mich/Bri pics are fucking PERFECT right?!? The Matt/Val was the best I could do, weirdly enough. You'd think they'd have the most pics, but I couldn't find anything like those other two!

I came up with this whole idea this past Thanksgiving. My family gets out the guitars and sings songs instead of watching sports (mostly) and someone sang this Elvis song and it just came to me! It was so awesome b/c it was also such a "I am home" moment for me!

Thanks to Larisa for helping me edit! She pointed out how many "baby"s there were and this was before I'd even given it a once over, I just wrote it and sent it to her. So when I reread it I died laughing cause they were fuckin' everywhere! haha.

Anyway...thanks for reading!!! Any ideas what's up next???