Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3
Olivia's POV
“Neighbors?”
I gawk as the word flows from my lips. My head swims for a moment, but that stops when I see Zed walking around my room lazily. His fingers dance across my dresser, and he eyes my paintings on the wall. He stops at my floor to ceiling windows that look over the lake, and then he turns back and gives me a heated gaze.
“I think we should talk.” Zed says as he turns and looks back out the window.
“About?”
I’ve never been a nervous person, and I was about to start. When Zed takes too long to answer, I walk up to him and spin him around by his shoulder. We glare at each other, neither of us backing down from the other’s pointed gaze.
“What the f--k do you want to talk about? Why are you here?”
“Today, when we saw each other for the first time; what did you feel?” His question catches me off-guard. It’s like the air is s----d form the room and I can’t breathe. My heart beats against my chest frantically and I can feel my face heating up.
“I-I..” Shit! I hate stuttering. Growing aggravated with myself, I turn away from Zed and try to storm away but his hand grabs my elbow and stops me. The action triggers me immediately and without thinking I lift my free hand and smack Zed across the face. Ripping my arm from his grasp, I watch as he rubs his cheek, and then he’s looking at me. His eyes are intense, deadly.
Oh yeah….he’s f-----g crazy.
“You felt the same f-----g thing I felt Olivia.” Zed says as he begins to stalk towards me. I slowly back up as he talks, my hands up trying to keep him as far away from me as possible.
“Felt what?”
“The lust. I wanted to bend you over the railing and take your sexy ass to the moon with my d--k. But we couldn’t do that now could we?” My back hits one of the walls of my room and Zed places his hands on either side of my head as I look up at him, and he glares down at me.
“So? Why does it matter Zed?” I say, my voice sultry. Everything in me wants to lean forward and take his lips, but it’s one thing to f--k him, another thing to kiss him.
“Because, it’s going to happen right here, right now and then we can move on with our f-----g lives. We’ll be out of each other’s system and we won’t have any reason to communicate or deal with each other anymore.” Most girl would have said no to him. Told him they wanted to get to know him better, maybe even be his girlfriend, but I’m not most girls. I knew how to keep my emotions out of things. One heartbreak was enough for me.
“I don’t have any condoms.” I finally whisper as I bite my lip and my hands move from my side and towards the belt of his damp pants. Zed smirks and digs into his back pocket. He pulls out a condom causing me to smile up at him. “Well what are you wanting for pretty boy… f--k me .”
Pulling him into the bathroom, I close the door knowing my mom is probably outside my door listening, and I prefer not to let her and Marcus hear me get my rocks off.
Once we are inside, I turn on the light and Zeds begins to tear at what little clothes I have on. I’m naked in record time, and I watch as he pauses to look at me. His eyes wide, his mouth open. Those big pretty eyes shift from my breast down the waxed m---d of my sex.
“What?” I pant feeling myself grow hornier by the second. It’s like my voice snaps him out of his stupor and then Zed’s spinning me around to face my large mirror. Our eyes connect through the glass and I groan when I see how dark and lust filled Zed’s eyes are. He grabs his shirt and pulls it off quickly followed by his pants. Everything is happening so fast, almost frantic, but I don’t care. I want to f--k Zed. He wants to f--k me, and then we’ll be good.
But is it ever that easy?
“Ready,” He groans in my ears and I gasp when I feel his thick girth slide in between my slick lips. “Oh yes, more than ready.” Zed moans as his hands snakes up my sides to cup my breast. Our eyes stay connected in the mirror as he kneads my t--s and pulls at my nipples.
“Tell me Olivia, did you think about me diggin’ in your guts today? Hmm?” I moan at his dirty words. Zed doesn’t have the first tattoo, he doesn’t smoke as far as I know and he has an innocent look to him so his potty mouth surprises me. He rocks himself faster in-between my legs, the head of his d--k nudging my c--t repeatedly. He pinches my nipples hard and I let out a moan so loud I’m sure my mom heard it wherever she is.
“So f-----g responsive. I love it.” Zed says as he pulls back and begins to push into me slow. His girth stretches me painfully and I groan at the sensation. When I think no more of him can fit, Zed slams into me and I yell out at the pain that shoots through me. The pain gives way to pleasure and I mewl.
“Oh yes.” I gasp as he begins to move in and our of me slowly. Zed places his hands on either side of me on the counter and looks in my eyes through the mirror. His pace is slowly and steady, and I quickly grow aggravated. My hands slide over his and I immediately dig my nails into the tops of them. He hisses at the pain and bites down on his bottom lip. I start to push back on him hard and fast causing Zed to have to widen his stance.
“You wanna f--k me Zed? Then f--k me.” I moan as I push back even harder as I dig my nails deeper into the skin on the back of his hand.
“D--n.” Zed groans. I notice that his eyes are closed and his face is morphed in undeniable pleasure.
“You like this Zed?” His eyes snap open and he gives me a intense stare as his breathing quickens. “Tell me you like it and I’ll let you come.” My ass is now smacking against his hips fast and hard, while he girps the counter for dear life. I’ve broken the skin on the top of his hands causing small amounts of blood to flow from the wounds. The feeling of his huge c--k inside me has me gasping and moaning, as his manhood nudges my cervix with each movement.
“Fuccckkkk.” Zed groans as he leans forward and latches on to my shoulder with his teeth. He bites down harshly and I moan as I throw my head back. I push back faster, our skin smacking loudly against each other as we both express our pleasure with groans and curses.
“Tell me you like it and I’ll make you c-m.” I demand again and one of Zed’s hands come up to wrap around my throat.
“F--k I love it,” He moans out into my ear. His hips are no longer moving, he just stands still letting me f--k myself on him. I’m on my tiptoes pushing myself to the limit while Zed chokes me. “Make me c-m you crazy b---h.” That is all I need to hear to double my efforts. I use the counter for leverage and push back as hard as I can. Zed begins to jerk behind me and I know he’s close.
“So d--n fine.” He praises before he smacks my ass with his free hand and my o----m hits me out of nowhere causing my legs to buckle, but Zed does let me fall. He moans loud, and it’s the most erotic sound I have ever heard in my f-----g life as he let’s go into the condom. His legs give out and we both crumble to the ground.
We lay there for a moment. My eyes are closed but I can feel Zed’s fingers dancing up and down my stomach. His manhood softening inside of me.
“I should go.” He finally says and I crack my eyes open to see him staring at me. His normally pale skin flushed and his hands still bleeding.
“Sorry about your hands.” I croak, knowing that I’m not really sorry.
“Sorry about your shoulder.” Zed says as he stand to his feet and disposes of his used condom. My eyes look over at my right shoulder and sure enough it’s a large bruise with teeth marks. I stand and grab my robe off the back of the door and wrap it around myself while Zed fixes his clothes. Honestly this was the most amazing f--k of my short life. The exchange of dominance is exactly what I crave and it seems that Zed doesn’t mind giving it to me. When he’s dressed, he pulls out his phone and hands it to me. “Put your number in there. Just in case.”
“Thought you said we were just getting it out of our system,” I challenge as I grab his phone.
“Yeah, that was before we f----d.” He retorts under his breath but I still hear him. Choosing to just let it go, I put my number in his phone.
“You’re mom is super chill.”
“She’s my mom by law not birth. She’s actually my Aunt.”
“Cool.” There’s an awkward silence between us, and I shift on my feet not knowing what to say. I’m usually a pro at kicking people out, but deep down, I kinda want to stare at Zed for the rest of the afternoon. Or my life.
Pump the brakes Olivia….
“Well, see you at school tomorrow.” I finally choke out and Zed nods as he walks over to my room door and opens it. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”
Zed stops and turns to look at me with a quizzical expression.
“Use your manors, I allowed you to c-m. What do you say?” I smirk when Zed blushes the color of a tomato. He rubs the back of his neck and bites his plump bottom lip.
“Thank you.”
“Thank you what?”
“Thank you, Olivia?” A smile spreads across my lips and I nod at him.
“You’re welcome Zed. Now get the f--k out of my house.”
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