The Daily Adventures of Zash

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Zach growled when she asked him, no, ordered him to fuck her, and she laughed, loving that she had that effect on him. But then his hand was on the back of his head and his mouth roughly took hers, her tongue seeking his out just as needily as his was hers. He pushed her back forecefully against the wall of the shower, his hips plunging against her. And it felt damn good.

"Louder," he demanded with a dark smile, "I can barely hear you."

"Well then you'd better shove your dick in me harder."

Her feet planted on his ass, pushing him deeper.

"Oh gods..." she moaned out as he acquiesced. Her hands were on his shoulders, holding on as he slammed her unforgiving against the wall. She arched her back, pushing off the wall with each of his thrusts, her head thrown back, her eyes closed.

"Your cock is so fucking huge...oh fuck...oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..."

She was starting to lose control of her motor skills, what he was doing to her driving her mad with desire, wanting to come, not wanting to come, wanting him to come. She couldn't decide what she wanted - all she knew was that it felt so good she could hardly take it any longer. She cried out, screaming yes and then his name over and over as she was coming, the explosion within her feeling like a dam had broken and washed everything away, her included.

She clutched at his back, scratching at him.

"Harder, damn you!"

She wanted it again. She never wanted it to stop.
 
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He met her demand to push her up against the wall and fuck her, and made a demand of his own, that she get louder for him. Then she challenged him to go harder, and Zach found that to be so incredibly sexy, he was eager to meet that demand as well. She called out to the Gods, as he drove her against the tile wall.

The things she said to him, the way she moved, the tempestuous passion that she gave him sent him to a feral place of intense instinct. His mouth traveled her upper body, kissing, nipping her skin as his hands found places good for gripping down hard. His heartbeat thundered in his ears, but he could still hear her, calling his name as she came.

And then he was slowing down, panting and pulling back some, about to ask her if she was okay, or hurt, should he stop, as unfortunate as that would be for him, did she need a break... Her nails clawed down his back, eliciting a groan of pleasure. He didn't want to stop.

Ash: Harder, damn you!

"Oh yesssss"

He replied, smacking her ass hard and increasingly his pace again, taking her roughly, forgetting his concerns. He grabbed her hips with both hands, and didn't hold back anymore. He thrust himself deeper, with grunts of fervor, as the pressure built inside until finally, he found the release and his body seized and jerked.
 
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Ash came hard, Zach slamming against her ferociously. She wanted more, and knew it would take no time at all for her come again. But then Zach started to slow, and she whimpered, then commanded him to go harder. He smacked her ass and she let out a yelp of pleasure. He quickened his pace, his thrusts rough, hard. Her hands went to the back of his head, tangled in his hair. She got louder as she started to feel the orgasm building inside her once more.

"Oh fuck yes Zach...yes..."

She was sliding up and down the shower wall with each thrust. She clutched tighter around him with her legs, wanting to keep him inside her.

"Oh...that...feels...so...good..." she managed to cry out with each forceful attack.

She was close, and her voice started to raise in pitch.

"Right there...right there...right there..."

Her lips parted and she moaned out loudly as she came again, feeling him come as well, his body jerking under her. She collapsed with her arms around his shoulders, the hot water pouring over them as she panted against his neck. Her feet tentatively found the floor again, but she held on to him. Finally she picked her head up and found his eyes, and then pressed her mouth hungrily against his.

"Damnit I love you so much."

She turned, sliding her body against his until her back was against his chest. She leaned her head back on his shoulder, pulling his arms around her.

"Now you can wash my hair."
 
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He shuddered to a stop, wrapping his right arm around her waist, laying his left forearm against the shower wall for support, as he tried to catch his breath. She relaxed onto him, as spent as his was, and for a moment, they stayed just like that. When he could think again, he kissed her cheek, and spoke.

"You alright?"

He slowly lowered her to the floor, still clinging to her, his gaze searching for hers. She kissed him amorously in response, and he answered it, his hand dropping from the wall to touch her jaw and neck.

Ash: Damnit I love you so much.

He smiled, and kissed her again, then let her turn around and lean on him, wrapping his arms around her and keeping her close, his lips next to her ear.

"Yeah? I love you too, Ashley."

He said, and pulled her hair aside to plant a kiss on her neck.

Ash: Now you can wash my hair.

He laughed, a deep rumble in his chest.

"Oh, yes, thank you."

He replied, and reached once more for the bottle. He liked shampooing her hair, feeling her locks between his fingers, massaging her scalp, sensing her response to it. He took his time now, being gentle and thorough. He applied conditioner for her before moving on to body wash.
 
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She was draped around Zach, enjoying his solidness, their closeness. Finally he kissed her cheek, making the corners of her mouth turn up into a smile as she continued to breath heavily.

"You alright?"

She chuckled, picking up her head to look at him, reaching up to brush his hair out of his eyes.

"Why, you ready to go again?"

She kissed him with enough passion to say that if he could, she could. She told him she loved him, turning around and bringing his arms around her.

Zach said:
"Yeah? I love you too, Ashley."

He moved her hair so he could kiss her neck, and she inclined it for him and sighed, telling him that now was the time for him to wash her hair.

She felt him laugh, but he reached for the bottle of shampoo. She sighed again with contentment as his hands were massaging her scalp. She loved it when he did this - he never pulled her hair (not while he was washing it, anyway) - and he was so gentle that it was the most relaxing thing in the world. And when he began to soap her body? She thought she might come for the third time.

She rubbed against him, pushing against wherever his hands were touching her, almost purring.

"Still think we can make it through dinner with our clothes on?"

She turned to face him, rubbing her soapy hands and arms over his shoulders, pressing her body against his. Her eyes locked with his, taking the bottle of body wash from his hand and reaching behind him to squirt some into her hand. She set the bottle down, rubbed her hands together, and slid them slowly down Zach's back. She kept her hands moving right down to his ass, grabbing hold of both cheeks with a smirk before sliding her hands around his hips to the front and then down the length of his shaft.
 
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He asked her if she was alright, but she just chuckled at him, her hands in his hair. He sighed happily, enjoying it with his eyes closed for a moment, and then looked down at her.

Ash: Why, you ready to go again?

She asked, and kissed him ardently, and as he lowered his hand to touch her jaw, he returned the passion.

"Keep on kissing me that way, and I soon will be."

It was quite clear by now that his worry of hurting her was unfounded, so he didn't ask again. She told him she loved him, and he reciprocated, then took pleasure in shampooing her hair, and loved the way it relaxed her. When he started with the body wash, he did not miss the fresh spike in her arousal. He might've thought it just residual feelings from before, but no, she was definitely turned on again. Which meant, automatically, that he was too.

He could feel the pulse down low again, as his hands caressed her body, gliding over her skin slowly, one arm all the way to her fingertips, and then the other. He rubbed her neck, then her shoulders, and her back for good measure. He knelt behind her, and started with both hands on her left ankle, slowly working the lather all the way up her leg, and then repeated the process again for the other leg. By the time he stood back up again, the pulse had become a throb, and he was halfway ready.

He wrapped his arms around her to wash her front, pulling her close and pressing against the back of her as he started at her throat and worked his way down, spending much more time than was necessary on her breasts, teasing her nipples with his fingertips, watching with a smile over her shoulder as her body reacted. Down her abdomen he went next, and over her hips, and the way she pressed against his hands, he knew she didn't want him to stop. His right hand slipped between her legs, where she was wet, not from the water.

Ash: Still think we can make it through dinner with our clothes on?

"It's going to be very hard."

He replied, as she turned around to face him, and then it was her hands on him. He rolled his neck around as he felt her moving down his back to his ass, and then around his hips. One stroke from her hand, plus the look she was giving him, and his little soldier was standing at full attention again. Her touch seemed to send an electric shock up his spine, and brought a smirk to his lips that matched hers.

"Maybe if we have enough sex before we get dressed."

He reached for her, framing her face with his hands, pulling her in until their lips met again. He was still a bit sensitive, but he knew the second he was inside her again it would be the greatest feeling in the world. His right hand left her face, gliding down her body until he reached her thigh, then he smoothly hiked her leg up over his hip, and he rubbed himself against her with renewed need.

"Again?"
 
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Zach sweetly asked her if she was alright, but she made sure to make a salacious comment about whether he was ready already.

"Keep on kissing me that way, and I soon will be."

She smiled against his lips.

"That can be arranged."

His hands were like magnets to her body, wherever he touched her she wanted him to touch her more. She was already rubbing her body against him like a cat, the way he stroked her skin making her feel very, very aroused. All the tension left her body, and all that was left was her desire to pounce on him again. But he was doing a good job at what he was doing, really taking the time to hit every inch of her. He pulled he against his chest, and she could feel that he was already on the road to being ready. She smiled, biting her bottom lip in anticipation. There was no way he was getting out of this shower without coming again.

His hands slid over her breasts, her nipples hardening almost instantly, her back arching as she pressed her shoulders back into him. Then he moved his fingers downward, finally touching her between her legs. She sucked in air as he stroked her, her pearl already hard with desire for him, his fingers sliding easily over her wetness.

She asked cheekily if he still thought they could make it through dinner without fucking.

Zach said:
"It's going to be very hard."

"Oh, I'm counting on it."

She smiled, licking her lips, turning to face him.

"It's already pretty hard, seems like."

She ran her hands over his body, ending at his cock, sliding down him and feeling him harden in her grasp. That turned her arousal up to eleven.

Zach said:
"Maybe if we have enough sex before we get dressed."

She stroked him a few times more.

"We can never have enough sex."

He pulled her into a kiss, hands on her face, slow and sensual. She slid her tongue into his mouth to taste him, sliding her hands around his shoulders and pressing her chest to his. His hand slid down her body causing her breath to quicken, and then he bent her leg up to his hip. She could feel his hardness rubbing against her, and she moaned.

Zach said:

"Again and again and again."

She pressed her mouth against his again, whimpering for him, pressing her hips forward in invitation. She needed him inside her. Now.
 
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When she asked him if he still believed they could keep their clothes on throughout dinner, he warned her that it'd be very hard. Naughty girl, she interpreted that statement.... exactly the way he'd meant it.

Ash: Oh, I'm counting on it. It's already pretty hard, seems like.

She said, taking him in her hand. He suggested that they might get through it, if they just had enough sex before getting dressed. But she didn't seem to think it was possible for them to ever have enough sex.

Gods, don't let this perfect woman ever get bored with me.

He prayed, moaning into their kiss as her hand moved up and down the length of him. He pulled her leg up over his hip, rubbing against her insistently. He asked her if she wanted to go again, even though he was pretty sure he knew the answer already.

Ash: Again and again and again.

She confirmed, then kissed him, and with that he pressed himself inside, slowly all the way. He wanted her to feel him, acutely, and the way she felt was so incredibly good, he nearly came right away. The moment she squeezed, he knew he'd be done for, so he backed out, and then in again, until he found the ridge that always made her come, and then he focused his efforts there. His left hand wrapped around the nape of her neck, as his tongue massaged hers, the swell of passion creating heat even as the shower started to go cold on his back.
 
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He hitch up her leg, and was rubbing himself against her, so she did the only thing she could control, which was press her mouth hotly against his, pleading for him to enter her again. And then he did, slowly. She clutched his back, moaning against his mouth. He pulled out and she whimpered, but then he was inside her again, finding just the exact place she wanted him to touch her.

"Ooh right there...right there babe..."

She cooed, feeling his hand on the back of her neck, his tongue in her mouth. This time things were slower, gentler - and it was the perfect compliment to the rough time they had just had. Her hands slid up and down the back of him, stroking his ass, his muscular back and shoulders. Her breathing quickened, her head beginning to go foggy as she rolled her hips against him and began to feel her orgasm building.

Her mouth hungrily attacked his as their pace quickened a bit - she felt like she was going to pass out right there from the pleasure she was feeling. It was intoxicating, completely overtaking her. She broke their kiss, crying out, her head going to the crook of his neck. She bit into the flesh of his shoulder as she began to lose control. She clutched his body to hers and finally came, gasping out, thrusting her hips towards him wanting to feel him as deep inside her as he could get. She felt a heat wave rush over her body, her body bucking each time he moved.

She picked up her head, locking eyes with him, waiting for him to come, wanting to see it in his eyes. She bit her bottom lip, her body still jerking as he moved inside her.
 
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She let him know when he found the right spot, and the corners of his lips turned up in a smile as he tasted the desire in her kiss. He was not as aggressive as before, but it was no less intense now, as every movement and every sensation was keenly felt. Her hands roamed his body, but his stayed put, holding her in place as he pressed his chest against hers, and rolled his hips to meet hers.

He increased his pace, just fast enough to keep their passion building. He could feel her getting closer, tightening more and more, her kiss becoming frenzied, her emotion approaching ecstasy. She was taking him with her, and when she bit him he moaned with pleasure, almost there himself. Then came the tide of her climax crashing over him, as he teetered on the edge, he thrust deeper, wanting to feel all of her that he could, as much contact with her as possible. And then there was her gaze, searching his, and he groaned as he came, dizzy and almost drunk on her love.

He gave sigh of satisfaction, and wrapped his arms around her, showering her face with kisses, as the cold water doused them both. He barely noticed the temp at first, and when he did realize the hot water was gone, he just chuckled and reached to shut it off. He pulled the nearest towel off the rack and wrapped it around her shoulders, pulling her close and kissing her again before grabbing a towel for himself.

By the time had he dried off and stepped out of the bathroom, he phone began to ring, and he answered it blithely, then told the person on the other end to just send 'them' on up. He felt a shot of excitement in his chest as he turned to Ash with a broad grin.

"Time to put your chastity belt on, my love. My tux has arrived."
 
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He came right after she did, and she felt his arms wrap around her. He started kissing her, all over her face, and she didn't even notice that the water was cold. Zach reached over and turned it off though, taking a towel and wrapping it around her as he kissed her again. She closed her eyes, leaning in to the kiss, not wanting him to pull away. And when he did, she pulled him back to her again. Finally she allowed him to grab a towel for himself, and they dried off. Zach got a phone call, and she stood in front of the mirror toweling off her hair.

Zach turned to her when he'd hung up, and she could tell he was excited.

"Time to put your chastity belt on, my love. My tux has arrived."

She reached out and touched his shoulder lovingly.

"I think maybe YOU are the one who needs the chastity belt. Though I'm sure I could tear it off."

Why was he so excited about clothes? She much preferred him without any anyhow.

"Are you sure you don't want to just order Chinese?"

She batted her eyes at him. They could have sex two, three times in the time it would take them to get ready and go out for dinner. He didn't seem to go for it, so she picked up the hair dryer. It didn't take her long to get ready - she just dried her hair then pinned it up, so her neck was bare the way he liked, showing her tattoo. She went out to the bedroom from there and pulled on a black lace thong, and from there all she had to do was slip on the dress and shoes. But she decided to just lounge on the bed until Zach was ready. No need to rush to get dressed, especially if she wasn't allowed to take it off again for hours.
 
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He told Ralph to send the courier up with his tux, and then excitedly turned to Ash, joked that it was time for her to don her chastity belt.

Ash: I think maybe YOU are the one who needs the chastity belt. Though I'm sure I could tear it off.

"I wouldn't dare doubt you, darling."

Ash: Are you sure you don't want to just order Chinese?

She asked, batting her eyelashes at him, and Gods, he would have caved, if it weren't for the plan. Any other night, any plain old date, even to the place they were going, and he'd have given in.

"I promise you, by the time the night is through, you'll be happy I dragged you out for this."

He replied, and she seemed to accept that for the moment. He went to meet the guy at the door for his delivery, and then brought the garment bags back into the bedroom and laid them out next to the bed. Ash was drying her hair still, and Zach pulled on some underwear and then went into the closet for his shoes. They were still in pretty good shape, but he sat on the chest at the foot of the bed and gave them a coat of mineral oil just to refine the shine as she came into the bedroom.

Her hair was all done up, showing off her neck, and he smirked as he caught sight of her tattoo, the only thing she had on until she pulled on some lacy strip of fabric that was supposed to pass for panties. Well, at least she was making an attempt at wearing underwear tonight. Still, he couldn't hardly take his eyes off her, and he knew he'd spend most of the night thinking about taking that lace down.

He blew the air out of his lungs forcefully as he stood up to get dressed. He made sure she had a good view of the whole process, as he slowly pulled his shirt on and closed it up, then stepped into his slacks, zipped and clasped them closed, then clipped on the suspenders. He checked to see if she was paying attention -- because later she'd need to reverse this process, or know what shortcuts were available. He stuck his feet into his shoes, then put the links his cuffs, and knotted his bow tie before slipping into his dinner jacket. He caught sight of himself in the mirror.

Yeah, you look good.

He assured himself with a smile. He looked back at her expectantly, and watched her get dressed too. How were they ever going to make it all the way through dinner? It was going to take some serious self-discipline.

"Damn. Now you can't take it off."

He sighed with a 'disappointed' shake of his head, and then he appraised her with an adoring smile.

"You are absolutely stunning, Ashley."

He started, until he remembered something Zizi had said earlier, and he smiled even wider.

"You look like an ice princess."

He wanted to whisk her off her feet, thrown her down on the bed, and love her all over, but if they didn't leave right now, they never would. He politely excused himself to use the restroom, and that was the cover he needed to retrieve the ring. It had the added benefit of giving him a second to simmer down again. He brushed his hair real quick, and smoothed down his beard.

When he came out he collected his wallet and keys, and strapped on his watch, and then he took her hand and led her out to the elevator. He seemed quite determined to keep them moving. When the elevator doors shut and started to lower them towards the garage, his hand let go of hers, and traced a line down her spine, as he took a moment to enjoy the exposed back cutout. He put his arm around her waist, and leaned in to speak in her ear, his tone low, just above a whisper.

"Now I know I said you've got to keep the dress on... but... I'm fairly certain I made no such stipulation regarding your undergarments."

He smirked, and planted a kiss on her neck, his body half turned towards her.

"Just wanted to clarify the rules."
 
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Ashley tried once more to convince him to just stay in with her for the night, but he wouldn't budge.

"I promise you, by the time the night is through, you'll be happy I dragged you out for this."

She leaned towards him and gave him a peck on the lips.

"If you say so."

She started to dry her hair once he went to see to his tux. She fixed her hair, then went out to the bedroom. She lounged on the bed, mostly nude, watching Zach get dressed. Usually she liked it going the other direction, but he was shaping up to look very handsome in the dark blue tux. When he looked about finished, she figured she was going to have to get dressed too. She slipped off the bed, picking up the dress where Zach had laid it, and stepped into it. She didn't really need Zach's help to zip it up, but she turned her back to him anyway, inclining her neck.

Zach said:
"Damn. Now you can't take it off."

She turned to face him with a smirk.

"Much more of that, and you won't be able to take it off, either."

But he smiled, and he was forgiven.

Zach said:
"You are absolutely stunning, Ashley."

She stepped forward, putting her hands on his chest, smoothing his lapels.

"And you look very sexy."

Zach said:
"You look like an ice princess."

She laughed at that, and shook her head, smiling.

"That sounds like a character in one of the sagas."

Zach went in to the bathroom for a minute, and when he came out he grabbed the last things he needed while she strapped on her shoes, and then he took her hand and led her out of the apartment to the elevator. Once they were inside his fingers were on her back, and she questioned how much he really wanted to make it through dinner with their clothes on. His arm slid around her waist and he leaned in, and she was sure her dress was about to come off. Not that she minded.

Zach said:
"Now I know I said you've got to keep the dress on...but...I'm fairly certain I made no such stipulation regarding your undergarments. Just wanted to clarify the rules."

He kissed her neck, and she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she turned towards him, trailing her hand down between her breasts to her waist, following the cutout of the dress.

"Well, you know, I couldn't really wear a bra with this dress..."

She gave him an innocent smile that was anything but.
 
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He teased her, when she finally pulled the dress on, that now she wouldn't be able to take it off.

Ash: Much more of that, and you won't be able to take it off, either.

He smirked, thinking about how untrue that was, and then she turned around, and he got a full look at her. He was totally blown away, and told her she was stunning. She smoothed down his lapels, and confirmed that he looked good too. Then he told her she looked like an ice princess, but she said that sounded like a character in a saga. The way she laughed, and smiled as she shook her head, he fell in love all over again. His resolve nearly melted, but he was able to control himself, and instead went to get the ring, even more convinced that this was right.

They made it as far as the elevator, and then Zach couldn't keep his hands off her. He leaned into her to clarify that the 'keep it on' rule didn't apply to her underwear, and kissed her neck, because he shouldn't be the only one tortured by that thought. She turned into him, and her hand grazed her own skin, down the plunging neckline of her dress. Zach was riveted.

Ash: Well, you know, I couldn't really wear a bra with this dress...

Oh, Dèi.... (Oh, Gods....)

She knew what effect that would have on him. That's why she was smiling, so sweetly. Zach glanced at the emergency stop button, and then back at her.

Take her in the elevator.

He wasn't entirely sure if that was his own thought, or if one of the gods had answered him. Eros, most likely. Certainly his own desire was a largely contributing factor. By the time he looked back at the red button, the doors opened with a ding, and they were looking at the garage. Zach took a deep breath and with his arm still around her waist, he guided Ash along towards his car, which was backed into its usual spot, looking like it belonged on a showroom floor.

There was no one around, he checked. He let go of her as they neared the car, crossing in front of it together so he could open her door. He slipped out of his jacket, which was not all that strange, because he usually tried to avoid wrinkling his suit jackets too. What was unusual, however, was the way he spread it across the hood of his Ferrari, before sweeping her clean off her feet in a cradling embrace and laying her down atop it.

He was leaning over her, and kissed her feverishly, her lips, her exposed neck, her chest where she'd trailed her hand before, and then pulled back, and moved so he was down by her feet, directly in front of the sports car. He still had both her legs draped over his forearm, and he found the hem of her gown with his free hand quickly so he could bare her legs.

Those legs....

He felt like a fiend, but damn it she was always provoking him! He pushed the bottom half of her dress up -- but he was a man of his word -- he wouldn't take it off. His fingers hooked on lace and he smirked as he pulled her thong off. He stuffed it in his pocket and then separated her legs, kissing his way up her left leg from the top of her foot, letting his beard graze her skin along the way, skipping from inside that thigh to the inside of her right thigh, and then kissing down that leg until he got to her other foot. Standing over her now, he could tell he'd worked her up again. It'd be cruel to stop here, and make her get in the car, so he waited just one tortuous beat before leaning forward again, and finally kissing that sweet place he'd become so addicted to.
 
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Ashley thought he was going to push her up against the wall of the elevator, but they made it to the garage. She felt a little twinge of disappointment as they stepped out of the elevator, and Zach guided her towards the car. He slipped his jacket off as he went to open her door, and she could see how nicely he filled out the dress shirt. But then he laid his jacket on the hood of the car.

"What are you doing you'll scratch the-"

His arms slid under her legs and behind her back as he lifted her up, and she let out a squeal of surprise, clutching her arms around his neck, laughing as he set her down on top of his jacket.

"Paint."

She finished her sentence weakly, because all thoughts of that flew out of her head. Zach kissed her, and all she cared about, all she wanted, was him. His mouth moved to her neck, her chest, and she sighed with pleasure. He pulled away, and for one terrifying split second she thought he was going to stop. But instead he moved to her feet, pushing up her dress and hooking his fingers in her thong so he could pull it off. Well, there went the plan of taking them off in the middle of dinner...but hopefully they'd be going back upstairs to bed in a little bit anyway.

She moaned as he kissed her legs, her back arching with anticipation as his lips met each of her thighs. He paused again, and she thought she would have to kill him if he decided to get in the car right then. But luckily for him he didn't, his mouth finding her now exposed places. She closed her eyes as she bit her bottom lip, her hips rolling into his mouth. He knew what he was doing, knew exactly how to use his mouth on her body.

She wanted him so badly, her thighs wet and ready, and all she could think about was how hard he must be, how he would be straining against those new slacks. She opened her eyes and looked down at his head between her legs and whimpered.

"Your cock...please Zach..."
 
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She was getting excited in the elevator, just as he was, and tried temptation to get her way. It almost worked, but then the doors popped open too soon. He pulled her along, sensing her slight disappointment as they walked towards his Ferrari. He just couldn't bear that, and also, she was looking too damn sexy for him to resist. So he laid his jacket down, and scooped her up before laying her on the hood and kissing her.

She tried to warn him about scratching the paint, but he was too turned on to care. It wasn't like he couldn't afford to get the paint touched up. He hiked up her dress, and his mouth traveled the length of her legs before he kissed between them. He pushed her legs apart, enjoying the taste of her, licking and sucking and sticking his tongue inside until she begged him for something else.

Ash: Your cock...please Zach...

He lifted his head to look up at her with a lusty smile, licking his lips in the pause. He was as hard as stone, it was easy to see that. He slipped a finger inside her, and then two, his eyes locked with hers. She was so wet, so tight, that he moaned in pure anticipation.

"Mmmm.... you come first."

He said, before setting his mouth back to the task, massaging her with his tongue as he slid his fingers in and out. When she came, he slipped both hands under her to grab her ass as he sucked and swallowed until the waves all passed. He set her back down and his hands went to grasp her knees, spreading her legs wide again as he moved to kiss her mouth deeply.

Right when he was about to reach for his zipper, an alarm sounded on his phone. His eyes snapped open as he realized they were supposed to be at the restaurant already. He sprang back off of her, pulling her abruptly off the hood and ushering her to the passenger seat. She was.... not particularly compliant, as could be expected.

"Please, Ash, we're late for our reservation."

Of course, she did not even care about that. He about had to shove her in the car.

"Just trust me, this once, okay babe? You will get plenty of dick tonight!"

He said, scrambling around to the driver side, grabbing his dinner jacket along the way.

"In about twenty minutes, you will understand why this is so important, but only if we make it there. I will take one for the team this time."

He insisted, as he slid into his seat, tossing the jacket in the space behind the seats. He'd rather have blue balls than make them miss the grand gesture. At least she got hers, for now. He burned rubber pulling out of the parking garage, his engine roaring. He tried to think about unsexy things as he drove to convince his body to give up for the moment, but Gods he was so hard it ached. If this didn't work by the time they got there, he'd have to tuck it up into his waist band. Nineteen minutes. He could make it.
 
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ZACH!!!! How dare you!!! lol
Black Widow
Black Widow
Curveball? :D
EOS Nomad

When his head went between her legs she thought she might die.

He felt so good, the way he was licking and sucking her, the way he put his tongue inside her - it made her so delirious with pleasure she wasn't sure she could stand it. She needed him to fuck her, to make her come - she wanted his dick. She pleaded to him for it, to give it to her now. He picked his head up, and she saw him lick his lips, as her body shuddered with need. Their eyes locked, hers imploring him. She felt his fingers inside her and she gasped out loudly, her hips rocking against them as they slid in and out.

"Oh...gods-"

"Mmmm.... you come first."

"Yes...oh yes..."

Her eyes close and her head arched back. She could feel his mouth working her again in addition to his fingers.

"Zach....right there babe...right there...I'm...I'm gonna...please...yes...yes...YES..."

Her mouth opened, her back arched and her body bucked as she came, her entire body tightening and then exploding out in a wave of heat that left everything tingling. Zach's mouth clamped onto her and her hand slapped against the hood of the car, her body jerking with aftershocks. She was breathing heavily, feeling Zach push her knees apart.

"Oh...yes..." she moaned, and his mouth smothered it, his tongue tasting her deeply.

Her hands trailed down to his waistband, ready to help him out of such a tight predicament....

And then his phone was beeping.

"Throw it away," she moaned.

But he was stopping. He was stopping. He got off the car. He pulled her off the car.

"What the actual FUCK Zach?!"

She grabbed for his crotch as he pushed her towards the passenger seat.

Zach said:
"Please, Ash, we're late for our reservation."

"FUCK the reservation!"

He pushed her into the car. Physically pushed her. She was so shocked that she let him.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Zach said:
"Just trust me, this once, okay babe? You will get plenty of dick tonight!"

As he shut her inside the car, a shocked expression on her face, her mouth wide open, it amazed her that he hadn't shut his dick in the car door because that was how much his pants were straining. If there wasn't a hole in them by the time they got wherever the hell they were going, she would be floored.

Zach said:
"In about twenty minutes, you will understand why this is so important, but only if we make it there. I will take one for the team this time."

She looked out the window as he drove, intentionally not looking at him. Finally she did turn her head.

"This is seriously fucked up Zach."

But looking at him, she could tell that he was suffering. Which was good. Her anger started to abate. Shit, he was still so hard, she could see it from where she sat. He had to be dying.

Good.

But gods, it was such a shame to let it go to waste. She licked her lips. He must have a reason to want to eat at this place. And she did like steak a lot. She thought about it for a long second. And then she took pity.

Oh what the hell.

Before he could stop her she had his pants unzipped and her hand was on him, pulling him out. She scooched down a little in the seat so she could put her face over his lap. Her mouth closed over him and gods, he was so fucking hard he should have come in his pants. She sucked on him hard, hoping he wasn't going to crash the car. She made yummy sounds as her tongue moved around him in her mouth - he tasted so fucking good. Their abrupt departure was all but forgotten as now all she wanted was to taste him come.
 
Midtown

She was mad at him for stopping, he could feel it. She wouldn't even look at him as he peeled out out the garage onto West 31st street. He got a lucky green and took the left on 7th Avenue, then an immediate left again onto 30th. A red light made him check his watch. He reached over to put his hand on her shoulder.

"My love...."

Ash: This is seriously fucked up Zach.

She said, finally looking at him. He stared back at her like a puppy that had chewed up a favorite shoe and knew he was in trouble.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I swear I will never do that again. I want you SO bad right now."

He said apologetically, and then the light turned green. He gripped the steering wheel again with both hands as he let off the brake and pressed the clutch, then gave it gas and shifted into first. Between 6th and 5th she decided to take mercy on him, unzipping his slacks and let him out.

"Oh, Ashley...."

He moaned gratefully, and then his heart skipped a beat, because she leaned over and took him into her mouth.

"OH, ASHLEY!"

He said loudly, passing up Fifth Avenue. Thank the Gods for paddle shifters on the steering wheel.

Don't wreck the car don't wreck the car don't wreck the car.....

It was extremely difficult to focus on driving when she did that thing with her tongue. He had a red turn signal at Madison, but he wasn't even mad about it, because finally he could glance down and watch her. He sounded like he was hyperventilating, when the engine dropped down to an idle purr. They were bathed in a green glow, and the car behind them honked impatiently. Zach eased left onto Madison and made it smoothly through seven gear changes without grinding, weaving through traffic without effort, but he couldn't have articulated how. He couldn't articulate much at the moment, it seemed the only thing he could do was moan, sometimes her name, sometimes just random sounds.

At Park Avenue was another red light, and he was oh so close. He put the car in neutral and accidentally revved so high the tailpipe popped with a backfire, but he didn't even hear it. His hands left the steering wheel, one dropping to the nape of her neck, the other to brush wisps of hair back from her face as his gaze shifted to her again. He leaned back hard into his seat and huffed.

"Oh, Ash, I'm, going, to, come!"

He said, and then he did, with a loud moan. It had to be the greatest relief ever. He kissed her until somebody honked again. Two blocks later they made it, unscathed, to Aretsky's Patroon. He checked his watch. This was good. They let him park the Ferrari on display on the sidewalk. When he gave his name to the Maître d', they were led all the way up through the place to the rooftop terrace. The whole area was empty, save for one table, theirs. The bartender stopped polishing glassware to come over and greet them right away. Zach barely glanced at her, because he was pulling out a chair for Ashley.

"We'll start with the Barolo Riserva Speciale."

Bartender: The.... 1964 vintage?

"That's the one."

He said as he sat down, smiling at Ashley. His heart was racing. Minutes now, it would only be minutes.
 
In the car

She wouldn't look at him at first, and when she did, he started to give her that puppy dog look he used when he tried to get her to do something she didn't want to.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I swear I will never do that again. I want you SO bad right now."

She scoffed. If he wanted her so damn badly he wouldn't have shoved her into the car and driven it away. But it was impossible to stay mad at him, especially when she could tell he really did want her so bad right then. And so it wasn't long before she was giving him head while he drove a Ferrari 90 miles per hour through the crowded streets of New York.

He hadn't smashed into anything yet, but she could tell he was enjoying what she was doing. He was making noises, and she liked that. She knew he was close when his hand went to the back of her neck, and then he told her so, just before he came, moaning loudly. She drank him in, and when she picked up her head he kissed her passionately until some dickhead behind them honked his horn. She left her head on his shoulder the rest of the way to the restaurant.

Zach parked the car right out front it turned out to the place they were going. Zach opened her door for her and they went inside, then the maitre d' led them up the stairs to the roof. There was only one table.

"Aw, Zach, you know just how I like things."

She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear as Zach pulled out her chair for her. She looked up at him and smiled as he pushed her chair in. Zach ordered wine for them, something that sounded fancy. He really was going all out for this dinner - it was so sweet. Once he was seated she reached out her hand across the table to take his.

"You know you don't have to take me somewhere fancy to impress me, right babe? I love being with you no matter where we are."
 
Aretsky's Patroon -- Rooftop Terrace

The lighting was romantic, and would be even more so when the sun finished setting, and they ate under the stars, with part of the city skyline in view. His date looked incredible, and did the cutest little hair tuck he thought he'd ever seen. He ordered the best wine they had, to his knowledge. Perfect, it was perfect. She reached across the table for his hand, and he gladly gave it. His thumb grazed across her knuckles. Bare, for now. He smiled.

Ash: You know you don't have to take me somewhere fancy to impress me, right babe? I love being with you matter where we are.

He nodded, giving her hand a squeeze.

"Yeah, I know that. I just.... I don't want you to ever think I don't want to treat you to a nice date, or that I think all you're worth to me is Netflix and chill. I love you, more than you know--"

Their waitress was back with the wine service. She displayed it, opened it, poured it, he tried it, deemed it phenomenal, and so it was fully poured for both of them. Normally it was quite a show, but since they were behind the scheduled plan, Zach was eager to get rid of the server as quickly as possible.

"And if you're ready, I'll let you know what we'd like for dinner. Ah, good. So for appetizers we'll do the Lamb Tartare and Rock Shrimp Tempura. For the main course, it'd be a crime to get anything other than the 40 day Dry Aged Ribeye."

Waitress: Alright, so the steak for two, we can halve it for two different temps if you want.

Zach chuckled.

"No no, I'm not making her share my steak. She gets her own, I'd like midrare."

When Ash indicated how she wanted her steak cooked, the waitress nodded and left them be. Zach looked back at Ash with a nervous smile. Over her shoulder, the clock ticked away the minutes. He thought he saw the second hand stop the last time around. It was 6:28. Gods, his heart was thundering in his chest. He was doing good just to breathe, and act normal. Adrenaline was making his hands shake.

What if she doesn't want to? What if she laughs? What if she thinks marriage is stupid?

All day he'd been excited, and never thought that he couldn't pull this off without a hitch. Suddenly he was stricken with doubts. Where was the confidence he'd had earlier? What if Zizi had been right, and it was too soon? Behind her, up high, there was a glint in the sky. It was time. He cleared his throat.

"I know this is only our first date, but -- hmm, check that out."

He interrupted himself, pointing up behind her.

"That plane.... looks like an old warbird. Is it doing aerobatics over the city?"

He asked, and she turned to look. The P-51 Mustang turned on its smoke trail and started making the capital letter S. Then a capital A. Next a capital Y.

"It's sky writing a message."

He suggested, and Ash watched the plane as it started the next word. Capital Y again. Capital E. Capital S. That was his cue. The next word in the sky would be her name. He quietly left his chair and took a knee. Ash read the message out loud. Zach took the little box out of its pocket. As hard and fast as his heart was pounding, the word no would have stopped it dead, he was sure. Ash started to turn back towards him, and he grinned widely.

"Will you?"
 
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