Chapter 57: I Don’t Want Tonight to End (M)

The way Zachary cradled her head in his large hand, the way his lips moved against Lydia, and the way his tongue asked for entrance into her mouth made her heart ache.

It was Lydia who deepened the kiss breathlessly against his mouth. Zachary followed along, bringing her closer still, pressing his solid body against hers.

"Is this okay?" Zachary asked breathily, curving his body even closer to her.

"Yeah," she smiled as Zachary slid off her dress as he trailed her shoulder with gentle kisses.

His fingers slipped beneath the dress, easing it off as he continued kissing her skin. Afterward, Zachary tugged off his clothes while Lydia drew him into another kiss.

"I’ve always wanted this for a long time," Zachary confessed between ragged breaths.

Lydia didn’t know why but something about his tender and warm gaze made her think he meant something more than that.

The first suck of his mouth against her nipple made Lydia gasp. Zachary groaned before switching his focus to the other one, teeth scraping deliciously as he sucked greedily and made her squirm beneath him.

He worked his way lower, down her stomach, nipping and licking and sighing against her skin.

His mouth was between her thighs before Lydia could take another breath, his hands sliding up the backs of her thighs, spreading them wider, opening her to him.

Like a starved man, Zachary bent and licked into Lydia. His tongue dragged through her slick heat.

Messy and greedy, then he pressed even deeper, his nose brushed her clit, his hands locked around her thighs to keep her open.

He ate Lydia like he couldn’t choose between worship and desperation.

"So beautiful," Zachary let out. His voice was full of awe and appreciation as he took in the sight of Lydia’s heaving chest. Her breasts bounced slightly at the momentum.

He lifted a hand to them, feeling their soft weight in his hands before pressing gentle kisses to each one.

The feeling of his hot mouth against her breasts had Lydia’s blue eyes slipping closed. Her hands came to run through his hair as she held Zachary closer to her.

Zachary moaned in appreciation as he slid his thumb at her clit. "You’re so wet for me." He nibbled the sensitive feathers on her ear gently.

Her hips jumped up at touch, seeking out more pleasure from him. "Zachary, that’s ticklish! B-but in a good way. Please, I need more," Lydia insisted.

Zachary hummed against the skin of her neck. One of his hands gripped her hips to guide her movements against him.

Lydia let out a loud moan as he pressed another finger inside of her, pressing deep and crooking them to find that sweet spot inside her.

He only smiled at her warmly as Lydia came and wet his hand with her love juice.

"I want you, Lydia. Please. May I?" Zachary grunted. He smiled when Lydia nodded and stroked his cheek.

"Yes. Please."

He aligned his cock and gently held Lydia as he buried to the hilt inside her. Zachary stayed like this for several long minutes.

The feeling of her clenching around him had him gripping her hips even tighter. His hips worked like pistons, each thrust making a wet, slapping sound that echoed in the quiet room.

He lowered his head with deliberate slowness. His breath was hot against her sensitive skin.

Zachary took one of her erect nipples into his mouth. He ran his tongue around her peak before he sucked on it softly.

The warm feeling of their bodies pressed against each other as they climbed and chased that pleasure made her gasp and pant heavily in his arms.

Even as his breath started to become more like quick gasps, Zachary kept his thrusts steady. Lydia leaned against him, pushing him deeper inside of her where she wanted him.

They swayed together, slowly building up a rhythm that had Lydia moaning softly into his mouth. His green eyes darkened as he watched her.

Heat and desire flooded his gaze. Zachary leaned closer as he let his lips brush hers again, slower this time, almost torturously to test her reactions.

"You’re so beautiful like this, Lydia. So perfect." Zachary smiled and spread kisses all over the swell of her breasts. He closed his eyes, listening to her moans of pleasure and ecstasy as he pushed Lydia closer and closer to the edge.

"Zachary—please... faster," she mumbled breathlessly, words muffled and unclear through her gasps and moans.

"Anything for you," Zachary promised. He licked a stripe from Lydia’s neck and up to her throat. Stopped at the spot just under her ear.

"Cum around me, Lydia. I need to feel you soak my cock."

Lydia brought her face up to his, taking in the desperate and longing look in his eyes.

"It’s hard to say no when you’re looking at me like that," Lydia whispered as she pressed her lips against his chest as she thrusted her hips back down to him. Her gasp was muffled against his shoulder.

He felt so deep inside of Lydia, like there was no more room for anything else but him.

The mewl Lydia let out of her mouth as she got closer and closer to her release was really sweet.

"I need you inside me. Zachary. Now," Lydia begged Zachary, wanting to feel him inside of her. She tried to pull him as close to her as she possibly could.

At her words, Zachary’s thumb brushed her clit just right and her vision went white, as every muscle in her body tensed as she shuddered through another release.

Zachary couldn’t help but grunt as he felt Lydia tightened and clenched around him. She cried out his name in a broken voice.

"Say my name again," he demanded. Lydia opened her mouth to comply, but all that came out was a soft whimper. "Say it, Lyd. Say my name."

"Zachary," she managed as her climax exploded hard.

Lydia dug her nails into his back as her walls shook and she felt her climax washed over her. His cock throbbed inside of her, shooting ropes of cum inside of Lydia.

Zachary held her close, both of them shuddering through their intense orgasm.

"Stay a little longer." Zachary leaned down, pressing a slow, deep kiss to her forehead, then her nose, before capturing her lips in a kiss.

"I don’t want tonight to end. I need more, Lydia."

"More?! Zachary—!"

Despite her protest, Zachary already put Lydia on her hands and knees.

This was going to be a long night, indeed.