Our Fighting Chance

Part Thirteen - "Money? Sex?"

*SPICY 🌶🌶 + TW: VIOLENT*

Her POV //

I laid in bed, watching as Z walked out of the bathroom in just his boxers and wet hair.

"How long has my contact name been that?" I asked, putting my phone away.

He hummed, "Been what?"

I rolled my eyes, I knew exactly what he was doing.

"Lilana Foster-Miller" I said, seeing a smile form on his face.

He turned off the light, only the lamp illuminating the room.

"Ever since I knew you'd be mine, when we were kids. I never changed it" He explained, getting into bed.

I turned around, smiling as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer.

I resumed what I started earlier, scooting back into him.

He sighed, kissing my shoulder. "Jesus Ana"

I shivered, hearing him whisper by my ear, his hands roaming under my shirt; his shirt.

I turned around to face him, propping my leg over his waist, feeling his dick harden against me.

I hummed, straddling his waist as he looked up at me, licking his bottom lip.

"It's been what? Five years" He breathed out, resting his hands on my hips.

I lowered my body, planting sloppy kisses down his neck.

"Clearly a lot has changed" he breathed heavily, pushing my hips down to create friction between us.

I moaned, pulling away from his neck as he smirked.

"You done trying to take control?" He asked, sitting up.

I rolled my eyes at him until his lips smashed into mine, both of us moving eagerly and hungrily.

He flipped us over, pinning me against the bed as his lips made their way down my body.

"Fuck, Z" I whimpered, feeling his lips press against me, taunting.

His fingers looped around the waistband, sliding them off slowly.

"Tell me you're mine" He teased, kissing my inner thighs.

My hands gripped onto the bedsheets, "I'm all yours"

As soon as those three words left my mouth, his tongue slid across my clit.

My fingers tugged onto his hair as I arched my back, the overwhelming sensation already forming a knot in my stomach.

"Z, please fuck me. I'm gonna cum" I whimpered.

He continued, stabilising my legs which began to twitch.

My moans grew louder as I felt myself finish, relaxing my body and catching my breath.

He hovered over me, licking his lips so I tapped his chest.

"Oh Ana, I can make you cum again" He whispered, pressing the tip of his dick against me.

I bit my bottom lip, trying not to moan already.

He shook his head, bringing my bottom out.

"We're not kids anymore, no one's here so scream, let me know how good I feel inside you" He slid inside me slowly, both of us moaning.

I winced, trying to adjust to his size. "Ana" he spoke up.

I looked up at him, "I'm only halfway inside"