Chapter 1 My best friend's ex(1)

Hey, it's me, Haley. I come from a little small town in the countryside. Yes, I am a country girl. Though, life happens and takes you somewhere you could never think before. I have always lived in Portsmouth since I was a child surrounded by my parents and family. It’s been pretty nice growing up learning so many things. For example, I know how to climb trees, how to ride a tractor, how to churn cheese from milk etc. Eventually, I got bored with the monotony that country life offered. This girl had bigger than life dreams. People would always come up to me at schools wanting to take me out on dates. On some occasions, scouts would approach me with modelling offers if I was ever interested in walking the ramp for big fashion brands. People say I have been blessed with quite a nice body. My body vital statistics are 28”-30”-28” and I have long blonde and curly hair, naturally red-tinted lips and coral green eyes. I mean I am not some frivolous person, who looks at beauty standards, but I have always wanted to achieve something more in my teenage life. I dreamt of living in a big city, attending fancy dinners and private parties while dressing like Hollywood celebrities posing on the red carpet. By now I realised my calling, I always wanted to become a writer. Ever since I was 21, I have always loved to write poetry, essays, short stories, and long novels. I specialized in writing for Television Movie Arts and guess what?? A big LA studio called me back last week wanting to sign me!! I am walking on cloud 9. As though my lifelong dream come true. The studio cast and crew expressed that they really liked my fresh perspective on writing for their upcoming urban content. They are going to let me collaborate on a popular TV series set in a 1990s college that is already on the air. To make it an even sweeter deal, they've called me in to try and pitch one of my creations. It sounded like an opportunity of a lifetime. I will not be alone there either, which is perhaps the best part. My closest friend, Amy, moved there last summer. She has always wanted to be an actress and she's been moving to LA frequently for the last two years for auditions and theatre. But since last summer, she's been on a permanent crew for a TV series about witches that's been very highly rated. Everything seems to be going well, Touchwood. My boyfriend, Ron, will visit me when he can, depending on his work schedule. So, it's perfect and sorted. The adventure is about to begin and I'm not afraid. The big city can be confusing at first, distracting, soul-stealing, but I'm going to move downtown, not too far from Amy, so we'll always be close in case of any emergencies. I know another person there. Apparently, Zac, Amy's ex-boyfriend of five years is based in LA as well, from what I hear. They broke up because he was a pathological flirt and had cheated on Amy with multiple girls. I have no idea what the truth is. Whenever Amy would throw hypothetical questions like would you have dated a guy like him? I've always replied that he's not my type and I'm not interested. Also, because she can get excessively jealous but objectively, I would never, ever go out with Zac...He is just a pretty boy, No brains, devoid of drive or passion, Superficial, that's what he was! I was attracted to him but I’d never date my best friend’s ex. It would've been just a fling because I couldn’t plan my future with a guy like him. Anyway, he's an actor too and it's been almost a year since he and Amy broke up, but if I know her, I bet she still thinks about him, constantly. She moved to LA specifically because she was hoping to have a better chance of meeting him and working things out. Anyway, as I know that moving, in the beginning, is difficult, I think that in order not to miss Ron, my boyfriend, I'm going to put all my efforts into my work. I was focused on helping Shirley Anderson, one of my bosses, with the annual entrance contest. The shoot of the TV series shall commence in a few days, and thus Shirley asked me to help her organise the whole schedule. I am gonna meet so many young artists and writers which is so cool. It’s a contest about new writers presenting their pieces. There are some seriously talented guys, trying out, but there was this one boy super impressive, who Shirley wanted to see again. I am joining her at the second selection and I sit comfortably in the audience place when someone walks on the stage, sits at the piano, and breaks out singing an amazing song. The singer's voice is not that great, but Shirley explains to me that we only have to judge the writing. And the lyrics are absolutely crazy. Deep. Full of inspiring thoughts. Powerfully engaging. I'm almost moved when the contestant stands up, walking forward as he bows on the proscenium. The lights strike his face, I have seen him somewhere. He seemed so familiar. Is that Zac! Oh my god! Yes, that's Amy’s ex-boyfriend, Zac!!! This shocks the hell out of me. I thought he was a frivolous fool. Anyway, from the stage, with the headlights in his face, he couldn’t see me. So I don't have to talk to him. I stay in the theatre all day watching, judging different contestants, helping my boss when the crew come over and invite us to a little party in the evening. Since I'm the new girl keen on socialising and making connections, I accept like an over-excited teenager. Before going to the party, I called Ron to let him know about my plans and whereabouts for the evening. He picks my call. It seems as though he was in a crowded place playing loud club music. I hear some muffled noises in the distance. “Hello… hello… honey?” I called out to him on the phone. I hear a female voice saying, “Oh man, it's your phone, Ron... Fuck! A guy cusses, it sounded like Ron! I remain silent and end the call. I'm shell-shocked. After a few moments, I gain my breath back, stay calm and call back again. He doesn't answer. My insides start shaking again. Shirley and the crew start calling me to join back. I show hand gestures signalling them that I shall join the party in five minutes. I call back again and intend to do so until he picks up. He finally does, answering, “Hey babe, It's Ron, sup?”“Who the hell was that?” I scream out loud losing my calm on the phone. “Come on, don't bother babe…” he replies, sounding drunk. “What do you mean by don’t bother? Who was that female with you?” I continue to yell demanding answers from him. Again I hear a female voice calling out 'Ron, Ron, Ron' in the background. He remains silent, shushing her out. I don't know what to say. I hung up, concluding I was done with him. It hurts so much right now that only alcohol can reduce the pain. I decided that I'm going to get drunk like crazy. I stare at the pavement thinking about what just happened, what the hell was that!!? I am not going to ruin my new life in LA. I needed to focus on myself and the bigger picture...

Chapter 2 My best friend's ex(2)

I find myself in a taxi drinking vodka with the whole group and it seems incredible that everything sounds so blurry to me. “Our pretty newcomer is already high, gurrl it's normal to drink before the party” Jenny, the girl who invited me says laughing. “Oh Yeah?” I ask slurring. “You have to attend the party already drunk. So, you can have the gumption to hit on more guys. My roommates have already invited a lot of people” she giggles naughtily. We reach the destination. The party was being held in some rich assistant director’s condo. I enter the house and find myself in front of a flat-packed with people. The condo was stunning and offered a gorgeous view of LA’s skyline. This party was so legit that all the rich kids of the block were here. People were talking, drinking, smoking, hugging each other. Girls were dressed in itsy bitsy bikinis being carried by shirtless guys and thrown in the adjoining pool. It was a real fun party atmosphere. I grab a mean cocktail and start talking to a few people. When I looked up and across the room, I could see someone was already watching me, and who do I see? Zac!! Standing in the distance surrounded by girls. He looks at me and smiles. I whisper into Jenny’s ears if she knows him and she says, “Who? The sexy actor everyone wants to bang? Yes... he's my roommate's friend. Why?” I didn't reply back, she didn’t need to know. I walk towards Zac and he walks in my direction. “Look what LA just brought in, Haleyy! What a surprise!” He says giving me a warm hug. He smelled like warm smoky sandalwood with a hint of spicy ginger. “Oh Really? Actually, I'm the one who's surprised. I didn't take you for a sensitive soul devoted to singing and poetry…” I reply back, winking about his performance in the afternoon. “Fuck you. That's all you know how to do anyway” he bites back as though I had bruised him in some sort of way. “Excuse me?” I reply, arching my eyebrows surprised at that judgemental tone. “Yeah, Even when I was with Amy, you always hung around, giving me that saucy, I am smarter than you look” he shot back confused and irritated continuing, “your sense of humour is as ironic as you are” I find myself sobering up as rage builds from deep within yelling back at him, “I see you're still the same sad old fucker!”“Me!!?” he snorts, breaking out into an evil laugh. “And who else? Just so you know, I never liked you…” I blurt out angrily, turn my back and start walking back towards Jenny. Zac grabs me by the arm, twirling me around, imprisoning me with his powerful grip. He pulls me closer until I am barely a few centimetres away from his mouth. He clenches his jaw, responding, “Why?” Squinting my eyes, I yell back, “Let me go, Zac, I don't have to explain myself to you”“Yes you do, now answer me…” He demands, tightening his grip around my arms while his scent fills my nostrils driving me into a dizzy. “We are way too different. There you have your answer, now let me go!” I reply wriggling free from his iron grasp. He blocks my exit by slamming his hands onto the wall, confining me in place, making it impossible to move. I close my eyes, trying to calm down my rapidly beating heart. He grinds his pelvis against mine teasing, “Then why does my presence bother you so much, why does your breath quicken every time, I am within a metre of your circumference?” he questions, his eyes locking onto mine fiercely. I remain quiet, shocked. I honestly didn't know what to answer. He smiles, whispering in my ear, “You're not so tough now, are you, Miss Haley?” I feel all my pores open up bit by bit, completely giddy like I was losing control of myself. I put my hand on his chest and told him that we probably drank too much. He smiles, empties his glass, and confesses, “I always liked you even when I was drunk, even when I was dating Amy!” My mind seemed to be playing games with me. I was definitely drunk. His confession shocked the daylights out of me. My eyes widen in surprise and start blinking rapidly in disbelief slurring, “You did not just say that? You surely didn’t mean it! I have to go, Zac!”“I have no intention of letting you go right now, Haley!” He drawled lazily gazing at my quivering lips. “You’re not making any sense” I nervously replied, shifting my weight from side to side. He gently twirls a strand of blonde hair across my face and tucks it behind my ear whispering, “You know what I'm talking about!”“Not really…” I stammer, my eyelids drooping with desire. Out of nowhere, a drunken rogue guy falls on us staggering to gain balance, causing me to fall on Zac and spill my glass of vodka martini on him. I twist my ankle causing my heels to come off. I would have fallen onto the floor had it not been for Zac’s perfect timing. He instinctively carried me in his arms, cradling me as he sat on the floor. “Owwww” I winced as he caressed my ankle gently kneading the tender area. “Are you alright?” he asks, his handsome face looking worried. “Yup, it’s not all that bad” I reply, moving my ankle up and down. He applied a few pressure techniques which relieved the mild sprain. “I did not know you were a paramedic as well” I comment, watching as he manipulates my barefoot as though he was obsessed with it. “There is a lot you don’t know about me yet!” he says as our eyes meet, my lips still quivering with the palpable tension between us. As though he read my mind, he swoops in for a kiss. What started off as a peck turned into a full-throttle lip battle as we sip into each other’s mouths to taste as much as we could. “Not here... not here!” I pull away telling him, finding some lucidity. He pulls away confused, I thought I had enough self resisting power but not tonight. Tonight I needed Zac’s warm body cuddling every crevice in my body. I pull him back again for an even longer smooching session. He gets the message and carries me in his arms without asking me if I could even walk. Our lips don’t leave each other for even a second as we head towards Jenny’s room where he locks us in. I am so excited I can feel my pussy dripping wet. He gently places me on the bed and I lie back seductively looking at him. “Tell me what are you going to start off with?” I ask, winking at him. “Your feet, please,” He asks as he bows in front of me and starts sucking on my toes, little by little, one by one while lying on the bed. I gasp, shocked by his sudden move as the toes create ripples of pleasure throughout my body. He unbuckles his trousers and pulls his underwear down, his giant cock springs out like a bird. It was payback time! I lift my barefoot and start caressing the length of his penis with my toes. His breath quickens as he begins panting like an animal. “Shh, honey..someone might hear us.” I shush him trying to soothe his breathing. “I've dreamed about this, I don't know how many times…” He confesses subconsciously talking to himself unaware I was listening. “You dreamt about me?” I am stunned by this revelation. I never thought someone could desire me to such an extent “Mhmm” he moans, his sounds begging me to continue...

Chapter 3 My best friend's ex(3)

I continue to jerk him off with my feet while strangely getting aroused. Maybe it's just looking at his giant cock, or maybe seeing my thin, white, small, manicured feet on his huge member. He continues to breathe heavily groaning, “I want you so bad baby” He walks on all fours over me in bed, kissing my lips, collarbone, cleavage, unzipping my dress in a jiffy. He pauses, admiring my naked body and resumes kissing my navel entering the delicate zone, nuzzling against my thighs, smelling my wetness. He rubs the tip of his dick at my opening, teasing me as I arch my back in misery and before I knew it, he entered me with all his might. He was so strong as he controlled my body rhythm instantly fucking me like an animal. “Damn, you’re huge!” I scream, not expecting it, and start pushing my pelvis lustfully towards him. Drunk. Horny. Wanting. “Hmmm talk dirty to me baby” I moan against his chest. “Hmm Fuck, you're so sexy” he whispers in my ears. “Hmmm, more baby” I plead as his dick moves in and out swiftly, like a well-oiled machine. “You turn me on so much” he groans, sucking on my right tit. “I'm horny, Zac! You make me so horny...You are so fucking good” I cry out loud, not able to believe the words that were coming right out of my mouth. “You like that naughty girl, don’t you?” He teases moving to suck on my left breast. “Yeah, I do” I moan in ecstasy, lost in translation “Say it louder…” He commands, pulling it out, teasing me bit by bit. “Hmmm, I love your thick penis...I love it...Please give it to me honey” I purr like a pussycat. He props his arms over me, looking deeply into my eyes. I stimulate my clit holding his gaze, staring as his beautiful cock penetrates me in and out. Slowly I feel an infinite pleasure build within me, I feel the orgasm coming as I look into his eyes, my moans turn into loud screams of pleasure, shuddering against his toned chest. He caresses me kissing my shoulders, forehead and arms. I move my mouth towards his member and try to suck him so he could reach his orgasm as well. He strokes my head, gesturing towards my feet...I laugh at his strange request and go for it. I turn my pussy towards him as my feet slowly climb his legs, thighs and rest on his cock. My toes play with his balls tugging at them before moving his thick dick. I grasp the rod between my great toe and the second toe moving up and down while he caresses my pussy, strokes my legs, literally begging me not to stop...that I was sooo very good, the best of all. His breath becomes heavy, laboured, as he gasps like a beast and cums on my legs drenching it with his thick secretions. After hearing him enjoy himself like that, I wait for him to calm down. Leaning in,  I kiss him saying, “You surprised me.”“You always underestimated me…” He says, smiling, tucking my fringes neatly behind my ear again to see my face. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, calm and relaxed after the exhaustive lovemaking session which lasted for over six hours. The next morning I woke up with a headache and a bad hangover. Naked, on top of my new colleague's bed. Fuck. Regret starts to seep in.. how could I have been so stupid? I turn sideways to look at the person beside me and? Fuck!! Zac! Holy shit. How could I betray Amy like that? Our lifelong friendship! She's going to hate me for this! The regrets are all starting to crowd into my head. I'm devastated. I have to leave. Thankfully Zac, that good looking, seductive asshole, is still asleep. How can I possibly victimise myself when I was equally at fault? I feel guilty, filled with remorse for last night’s actions, but I have to stifle it. I have to leave!! I quietly sneak out of the house and walk down the street to sort myself out. I try to call Jenny to enquire about the crew’s plans for the day but she doesn't answer. She probably hates me for ignoring her after I bumped into Zac last night! I'm in an emotional state of fear. I think Amy will probably hate me if she ever comes to know. She mustn't find out! I check my inbox and see that my boss, Shirley Anderson has sent a few emails as well as pings on messenger. I looked at my phone, 6 missed calls!? 3 from Ron. Also, Shirley had called me at 9 am this morning and I missed the call! Shit!!! I hope I don’t get fired on my second day itself!. I cross my chest praying and call Shirley back, she picks my calls, replies harshly, “you’re late and have completely wasted my time today. The event review is over. At least report tomorrow for work at 9 am.” and cut my call. Great! 1 message received, it was Jenny texting 'I'm busy. I'll call you back.” All this coldness from everyone was upsetting! I grew worried, felt alone and abandoned. Had I made the right choice to move to LA? I began questioning my decisions. My phone starts ringing again, It’s Ron! I go into a café and drink hot tea to calm down. I think about Amy and what I've done and how I've let myself get sidetracked by alcohol and Zac... Him and his weird way of doing things. I don't think he meant a word of what he confessed last night. He probably rolled out the same dialogue to multiple girls every night... I need somewhere quiet to find Peace of Mind, so I walk through the city finding a green area, where I get in and I lie down on the stage and look up at the sky. The sun is setting and I remember the first time I met Zac with Amy. Suddenly, I realize I must not think about him. It’s just that Amy said he’s not as good as he seems and I viewed him through her lenses but last night he was so sensitive and nice. Aghhh(shaking my head) I must think about something else. My phone starts ringing again...It’s Ron, he has been calling me non-stop since last night when I caught him red-handed. I just want a friendly voice to talk with so I decide to pick up. “Hey…” I answered the call, ready to talk and forgive him. “How are you, Haley?”“What do you want? Tell me…” I asked, not wanting to let him off the hook so easily. “Sorry... I didn’t want to bother…” he whined like a little puppy “Ron! I need an explanation!” I demanded in a stern voice. “You moved away from me, I was feeling hurt and vulnerable” he replied in a sad tone. “So you cheat on me instead of having a conversation!!?” I questioned him when my own morality had faltered but that was probably an after effect of Ron’s actions. “I am sorry Haley, I promise to always be faithful and never subject you to this sort of situation again” he profusely apologises, melting my heart instantly. “I guess we all make mistakes, I’ve missed you, Ron!” I whisper sadly wishing he was beside me to console me. “I’ve missed you more, Listen, Baby, I have to go now. I am going to call you up later to spice up our long-distance relationship, okay!?” he asks. “Ahmmm” I reply feebly smiling. “Love you, bye” he hangs up with a reassurance that everything was going to be alright Though he was at fault, probably spending the night with a girl, Ron was my horizon. Our relationship means the world and now that everything that happened in the past was behind us, we can fix this together. Maybe I deserve this? I don't know anymore. Was this a consequence of my moving to LA? I am really confused. Anyway, I got up from the park. I go home, cook myself pasta, and try to sleep, shutting away the noise of the world, the fatigue, the bad people. The last thought I have before falling asleep was the little chat before that awesome sex marathon I had with Zac. Perhaps the only nice person in LA I've spoken to in recent days.

Chapter 4 My best friend's ex(4)

The next morning I woke up very early and rushed to work. Miss Anderson had practically no memory of yesterday. She quietly fills me with new errands to run minding her own business. She seemed distracted. That's good for me. Jenny comes over to chat with me and apologizes for the day before, “I had too much to do” Giving her a warm hug I replied, “But no need to apologize. It was a super cool party.” We talk for a few more minutes and depart. That's great. Today, everything's going to be alright. All that's left is to sort out my relationship with Ron. But I'll give it time. He has been making an effort, calling me every day, asking how my day was and so on. The days go by and I continue to throw myself into work and forge close relationships with the crew. We have a couple of dinners, go to swanky restaurants. I'm becoming part of the group and honestly, I'm enjoying it. They are a fun bunch to hang out with. I have the occasional drink with Jenny, we're friends as always. I don't have to explain anything to her. Everything's going along just fine and dandy. Ten days after that terrible day, I took a walk in that park I discovered the day after that night with Zac. I started feeling guilty and decided it was time to tell Ron about that night. We both had a moment of weakness and got into the temptations but now we’re both out of it and will stay committed. I gave him a usual evening call to ask how his day was, that I was missing him and will come down to meet him this weekend. He picks up the phone and I squeal with excitement, “Hey baby, how are you puppy?” Instead of a male voice, I hear a female replying, “You really should stop and get a life of your own.” The voice somehow sounded familiar, WAIT! It was the same female voice from that night!!! My blood boils as I splat back, “Who the hell are you to tell me what I should be doing? And why are you picking my boyfriend’s phone?”“He is not your boyfriend anymore Haley, he is with me now! He has always been mine!” she cockily laughs as though she was trying to prove a point. Having none of this shit anymore I conclude, “If so then why has he been begging me with non-stop calls and messages to take him back? “You’re lying,” she yells back, adding expletives. “You know what? Keep him, both of you arsoles deserve each other!” I shriek and slam the bloody phone, tears welling up in my eyes. Those words are like a knife to my heart. I was frozen, everything was clear but I still chose to wait for him blindly. Thinking we could talk. It was all my fault. “What do we have here? Look, a little cat is crying!!” I hear suddenly behind my back. I look up and see two older men staring at me. I was so engrossed in that name-calling match that I did not realise I had taken a wrong turn leading me around a dark alley. Before I could walk away, one of them approached me fast, grabbing my arm, “Hey beautiful...Why are you so sad? Let us take you to a happening pub and have some fun!? He pulls me along, as I yell at them, “No, Let go of me!”“Please, leave me!” I yell, shoving his hand away, shouting for HELP with all my might. He doesn’t give up, smirking at me he says, “C’mon! No ones gonna hear you!! Stop struggling so hard, Come on, come with us!” He and his friend started dragging me forward, I screeched kicking and screaming for help, but it was already dark and late, no one was around to hear my silent prayers or so…when suddenly I heard a voice behind me sharply say, “STOP! Let her go!” I turned around to see who heard my prayers. A tall, sturdy boy started walking in our direction, I couldn’t see his face clearly. As he approached, a flickering tube light threw light on his face. It was Zac!! I heaved a sigh of relief, crying to be out of their grasp. He gets me up off them, shields himself in front of me, and warns those two to get out of our way. They laugh elbowing each other, “Brother, it was a joke.” He had this menacing look on his face that I had never seen before. Even I was intimidated watching him snarl at them warning, “Well, that's enough.”“Oooh, you like her and wanna fuck her all alone, huh?” One of them grins trying to mess with Zac. He lunges at us as Zac lands a lightning punch on his jaw while kicking the other guy and they both land on the floor. I stood blinking, shocked to see Zac fighting like the karate kid. The other guy, wanting to avoid trouble, pulls him and they run away heckling. When they are both far enough away from Zac, they turn around and shout, “You little turd! You just wait and watch..you’ll hear from us.” And they scurried away. I am still shuddering with shock at all that just happened. I subconsciously hugged him tightly crying, “Thank you, Zac, thank you so much for saving me, I don’t know what would have happened otherwise!” He does not hold me back. As I pull away looking at his face, he appears to be furious. Clenching his jaw hard, he yells at me, “What are you doing here, at this time it's late and unsafe, don't you know it?” I stare at him, shocked and mutter out that I had something on my mind and didn't realize the time. Making a puppy face I request, “Can we please leave from here before we run into more shady people?” He stays still, silently looks at me for a good few minutes sighing, “It’s good to see you, Haley.” My stomach rumbles and I break into an embarrassed smile, “I'm hungry.” His face softens as he holds my hand walking towards the main street, “How are you, Haley? I heard you broke up with Ron…” Tears started piling up from the corner of my eyes as I tried to hide them, “I'm fine Zac, thank you for asking, I’d like to go home now please”“Don't change the subject...You’re such a bad liar Haley, and even worse at hiding tears. You’re here, crying, all by yourself, and that’s because of Ron…” he grumbles, wrinkling his forehead. I couldn’t help but break out into soft sobs, trying to get my act together but Zac’s words hit me hard. Cupping my face, he shushed me, “Baby don’t cry! Did I do something wrong?”“He told me to believe him, that we will make long-distance work, so I believed him blindly. No matter what happened, even when he usually didn't text me back…The moment I left he cheated on me that very same day. I still forgave him when he apologised repeatedly when he begged and begged that it was just once, that he'll never repeat it again and today! TODAY I realised it was all one big lie. He was never faithful to me!!!” I broke down sobbing uncontrollably. Wiping my tears gently he consoled me saying, “C’mon! Don’t be silly…he is a prick to let go of you! You should stop thinking about him! You’re in LA now…” He tilts my face upwards forcing me to look into his eyes, “And, the first thing you should not do is, going to the fucking park at night! You should be more careful.” Nodding my head I agree, “I know! I know! I'm not made for this place! I made a big mistake moving here!” Looking at me deeply he reiterates, “No, you didn't...you came here to realise your dreams! You're just upset...Let's go to my place and get some rest.” Like a child, he holds my hand and I quietly follow him. The silence between us is painfully awkward. We met on a couple of occasions because he was my best friend’s boyfriend who I did not even like. After a few months, we never spoke nor saw each other again and now I suddenly find myself en route to his house. Life can be so strange sometimes! After a brief walk, I find myself in front of a beautiful house. Hippy!!! Incredibly. All carpets, poofs, plants and drapes on the walls have floral and intricate woven patterns. Zac the cool guy hides a New Age soul. But who would have thought it? Anger was still written all over his face. With a stern voice, he tells me to lie down on the sofa and rest! “I'm fine, Zac! You can relax now!” I assure him propping my feet up on the feathery light kip “You're fine!!? Stop pretending like it wasn’t a big deal, do you have any idea what could have possibly happened to you?? That was a fucking close call!” he barks exasperated as though I put him through the abyss. Confused, I retort irritated, “But why the hell are you mad at me? I appreciate your help, but if I'm bothering you…” He interrupts me midway, looking intensely, “You couldn't possibly understand? “No, I don’t,” I reply bewildered at his sudden parenting concerns. “I got scared!” he blurts out. This was getting beyond a point of his business, I squealed back at him, “But why do you care?”

Chapter 5 My best friend's ex(5)

“Because I have always been fond of you for a very very long time!” He says, slamming his hands on the kitchen table with a virile, shocking force. Surprisingly that noise along with his confession gets me all wet. I feel like  I want to be spanked, by those large hands. Provoked Zac looks at me, confronting, “We didn't talk about that night…” My nerves tingle at the thought of that sultry night. Bunching my eyebrows I probe, “About which night?” What is there to talk about?” Irate and impatient, he exclaims, “What we did Haley…” I was not sure I wanted to be vulnerable in front of him so I counter questioned him asking, “What did we do?” Sighing, he unbuttons his shirt one by one and takes it right off to reveal those perfect washboard abs. He opens the fridge, pulls out a beer, uncorking it, not taking his eyes off me for one second. Shifting my weight I babble, “Come on, Zac, stop it! You just saved me! I can tell you're a good person! But I am not…” I stop talking midway nervously as he walks up to me bare-chested with that sly look on his face drawling, “Well, I liked what happened the other night, didn’t you?” I remain silent. He sucks on the beer can. I see his red lips moisten, my core dripping wet with desire, wanting to go back into his arms. “And I bet you wanted more too...But in your usual cold bitchy way, you left me there all alone in the morning.”“But…” I protest, my eyes widening at his sheer confidence. “Let it go” I finally manage to get the words out. I did not want to start something again that I couldn’t finish. He looks at me without batting an eye-lid demanding, “No, I don't want to leave it. I want to talk about it. I really can't pretend like nothing ever happened. Did you like what we did?” His thumb tilts my chin, noticing my cheeks turning red, “Did you?” He chuckles, coming even closer, leaning lightly on me. I could feel his giant cock swell against my hips. “You know... I want you, Haley.” He says as he inhales my hair, breathing against my ears before sucking gently on the ear lobe. I feel an incredible urge to taste him again. This time not drunk. But wide awake, in lust, taken by him. Before I know it, big, gnarled hands gently cup my face as he comes even closer, licking the corner of my lower lip, outlining my mouth before delving in for a deep, sensual kiss. I collapse into his arms surrendering myself completely to him, my inhibitions melting away. I kick off my shoes and he promptly lifts me in his arms, carrying me onto the living room table. He strips me of my flimsy cropped t-shirt in a second. He admires my delicate lace bra before unclasping it. I feel shy and hug him. Kissing my forehead he whispers words of encouragement, how beautiful I looked. Then he starts unbuckling my jeans. He pulls them off, slowly leans over me as he winks, “This guy is heading down under” I gulp and watch him dive his face into my wet pussy, ready to suck it passionately. The moment his tongue touches the delicate folds I gasp and scream wanting more... I never expected to be so intimate with Zac. He licks like a naughty cat, tickling my clit furiously while sucking all the juices. I yield in completely, trembling as I experience a strong orgasm...He stops allowing me to catch my breath, while he undresses. Tossing his underwear aside, he massages his thick dick dripping with precum and gently slips his huge cock in, with all his weight on me. I let out a cry. He covers my mouth with his, kissing me, and starts moving slowly as he settles in. “Hmmm, you’re so soft...welcoming me with all your warmth…” he groans, admiring my lithe naked body rhythmically moving along with his muscled physique. “Ahhh ahhhh and I love your cock Zac...ahhh God, it's so huge…” I moan, panting on the brink of ecstasy. He kneads and kisses my breast, sucking on each nipple generously as he penetrates me even deeper. I tilt my head back as I breathe more and more heavily. I couldn’t help but admire his sheer strength as he pushed deeper and deeper into my core trying to make me come. Our breaths were coordinated and the rhythm was beyond perfect. “Ohhhhh don't stop, Zac! Keep going!” I encourage him, making purring sexy sounds. “Ah, I'm not stopping anytime soon...Haley...My dick will ride you all night...Man, I like you talking dirty!!!” he chuckles, thrusting even harder. “Ah, ah, ah…Yes yes, fuck me, Zac, fuck me, baby!!” I could feel his hands all over my body. I got wetter and wetter imagining how I'm going to make him come with my feet watching him shoot all his cum all over me...delicious!! He grips firmly against the table as he pushes against me again and again and again. I take his hand and start licking his fingers slowly, one by one, he lets out a groan. I thrust his middle finger up and down in my mouth, just as he entered me again. Suddenly he pulls out...I groan ready to complain...BUT...He grabs and lifts me as though I was as light as a feather, makes me lean against the couch at ninety degrees. I did not expect his sudden move to change our position and get all excited. I move my butt sensuously to titillate him, he kneads my ass cheeks, parting them firmly before he shoves his tool into me. “Ahhhh, Zaccc!!” I scream out loud as he fills himself completely inside me. “I love riding you like this, my priced pony!” he chuckles slapping me on my butt I laugh squealing, “Stop talking and ride me harder..hmmm...” He hugs me from behind and starts slamming hard onto me, simultaneously stimulating my clit. He leans against my back with his shoulders wrapped like a warm blanket around me. Pleasure fills my core as his big cock grazes the wall of my wet cunt, penetrating it slowly tickling the tip. It felt as though he was trying to understand my body more. I could feel his breathing getting all the more laboured. I sure was making him work all night. Sighing deeply, he moans, “I like you like this baby” Stretching my neck like a cat I meow, “Ahhh! Like this, how?” He lets out a throaty laugh teasing, “Hmmm you naughty girl, you know how, you're beautiful while you're enjoying it!” He moistens his fingers and starts to stimulate me more and then some more. My mind drowns with ripples of pleasure losing all sense of rationale, giving in to my carnal instincts. One hand was inside my cunt, the other on my breasts, and the man I least thought I would like is now there inside me. Ready to give me what I want, when I want. He was watching me enjoy myself, wanting to see me. To top it all, he called me beautiful!! I feel my pores open to his breath as he slowly places a hand on my ass. He starts touching it gently as I was slowly knowing him to be. I feel tingles on my skin as he slams into me, his hand holding my ass steady. He wants me. I could feel it. I'm bent over doggy-style for him gasping for air screaming, his name, feeling his breath, his lips, his body, all in one image. Suddenly I feel that warmth rising, that satisfaction that has already made me sweat. Yes. I know that's it. He continues to stimulate me as he holds me by the hair and says, “That's my girl, hmmm beautiful, yes, yes... I have always wanted you.. You’re much more than what I had dreamt of”