In Love With My Rival

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN: more yeses

Zephyr was not so sure what came over him. The moment they arrived in her house and as he watched her take her shoes off and walked barefoot into the kitchen, his eyes could not leave the sight of her. She was innocently clueless that she was such a goddess he couldn’t just ignore. So captivating that he could not just stand there and watch her like an i***t and do nothing. So, he followed her, stopped behind her, and watched her trying to tie the apron around her.

He was not sure if she had sensed that he was actually already closed behind her. He just knew the answer to that when he saw her take a deep breath when he replaced her fingers with his. He felt it. He could not ignore the spark but he remained cool until he was tying her hair in a ponytail and she did something that made him lose his mind.

She arched her back and absentmindedly made a sound at the back of her throat. He lost it. The moment she turned around, he caged her in his arms, placing both hands beside her on the countertop.

“W-what are you doing?” She stuttered. Her voice was airy, sending shivers down his spine and making the rod beneath his pants harden just the sound of it.

They were staring right into each other’s eyes. He was sure his eyes were hooded with heat and desire. He could not help it, could not stop it no matter how hard he tried to. Her chest heaved up and down as he dangerously inched closer to her until their bodies were pressed together. He felt the softness of her chest and suddenly he wanted to touch them, but not yet.

“Z-zephyr.” She breathed out and closed her eyes as his right hand gently held her chin and caressed it very slowly. He watched her swallow, her mouth slightly opened. He found it so sexy that he was turned on even more.

“You.” He whispered close to her mouth. “What are you doing to me?” He just threw the question back to her.

“I… I asked you that… first.”

He noticed that her breathing was getting heavier each second. It was exactly how he wanted her to respond. She was feeling it too.

“I’m doing nothing.” He whispered again. This time, his mouth was close to her ears. She grimaced. He blew on it, making Ava lift her right hand and clutched his shoulder. Zephyr smirked when he saw her eyes widening as she breathed hard. “You liked it?”

“Zephyr…”

“Yes?”

He licked his lips as he leaned back a little to look at her face. It was red and flustered. She was staring at him with an emotion she could not decipher, but he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

“You still want to have dinner?” She rasped, leaning closer until her lips rubbed against his.

The tables have turned now?

“Do you still want to cook?” He breathed out, slowly grabbed her waist to make her stay in place.

“Unless you still want to have dinner.”

He saw the hunger in her eyes. He felt so driven to have her. To touch her. To feel her.

“I do. But you will be my dinner tonight.” There wasn’t any joke in his eyes. He wanted her to see how serious he was. “If you let me have you, I’ll gladly eat all of you.”

She responded again, arching her back and parted her lips when his thumb slipped between them. Her eyes hungrily stared at his face. They were dropping in hunger and need.

“Will you let me?” He whispered again.

Slowly, he removed his thumb from his mouth and moved his hand lower until it stopped right below her breast. His other hand inched higher, grabbing her by the neck, and without any warning, he claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss.

A moan escaped from her before Ava responded quickly, kissing him with the same fervor. Zephyr made a sound at the back of his throat when her tongue slipped out and fought with his in a wet battle. He let her won this time. Without breaking the kiss, the hand that was right below her breast inched a little higher to grab and feel the softness of her precious breast. Ava’s breathing went harsh when he gave it a rough sensual massage, pinching her n****e through the fabric of her dress and bra.

“Please...” She breathed out when they finally broke the kiss.

Zephyr’s mouth did not stop working. He skimmed his lips along her jaw and to her ear, biting its lobe gently making Ava let out a sexy moan.

“Please what?” He huskily whispered in her ear.

Tired of talking amidst the erotic moment, Ava took his hands and put them on her back. “Take it off.” She ordered boldly.

The hunger in Zephyr’s eyes was added up with fuel just hearing her say it. Keeping his eyes on her, his hands worked to unzip her dress until it slipped off her body. Feeling so hot all over, Ava slipped out of it, letting it fall on the floor. She was now left in her matching sexy red lingerie. Lace again. It just got sexier. The tension just got hotter and wetter.

Zephyr’s pupils darkened even more, just staring at her not completely naked. She exactly knew how to turn him on with just her choice of lingerie. He was so stunned by her body. She was truly a goddess.

He waited for her. He did not move yet because he was waiting for her. With that same emotion in her eyes, he let her touch his face and caressed it. Her soft touches made him vulnerably close his eyes. He let her grazed her fingertips along his lips, his stubble, and jawline. It was until she tiptoed, grabbed his face with both hands, and kissed him deeply.

As an immediate response, he grabbed her by the waist and sat her on the kitchen countertop. He spread her legs apart and settled between them as they hungrily kissed each other. From his shoulders, Ava’s hands traveled down to push the suit off his body and worked on the buttons of his shirt. His clothes joined her dress on the kitchen floor not so long after.

Ava pulled away to catch her breath, but Zephyr’s hand continued to do its job of pleasing her by now slipping his fingers through the tiny waistband of her lace panties. Ava waited for it and a sexy moan left her mouth when Zephyr started rubbing his fingertips against her clit.

“You’re so f*****g wet.” He whispered ear. “So wet, I want to drink all of you too.”

The fact that he was talking dirty right in her ear just made her even wetter. She clutched onto his shoulders tighter as he tortured her with his skillful fingers. She arched her back and swallowed all the words of how good he made her feel at the moment.

“You don’t mind me doing this right here in your kitchen, right?”

She shook her head without looking at him. She could not get her mouth to say something but instead bit on her lip when he suddenly pressed his fingers against and her clit before rubbing it up and down again.

“Ahh… yes…” She moaned, letting go of him to place her palms flat on the countertop and parted her legs a little wider for his access.

“Yes?” He bit her lobe again before kissing her again shortly. With his fingers still working on her clit, his mouth traveled lower, placing kisses on her chest, between her breasts, down her stomach to her navel until he finally reached his last stop. He looked up at her and saw her breathing hard while staring down at him. His eyes were seeking permission.

“I wouldn’t mind you doing what you want to do next too.” She whispered, licked her lips.

The same hand that was right there held the waistband of the thin fabric and slowly slid it down her legs and off her feet. He did not look at it yet. He did not have to. Staring at her one more time, he replaced his hand with his tongue.

“Yes…. Yes…”

Ava was becoming a moaning mess as Zephyr licked and lapped on it. Not just that, the soft bites he gave there sent another wave of pleasure throughout her system. She was squirming, trying her best to hold it but it was fast building up in her stomach.

“f**k…” Zephyr muttered, breathing hard, licking his lips before giving her a long lick there that made Ava moan out loud.

“Zephyr…”

The sounds she was making and the juicy sounds he was making on her wetness were so erotic that the rod there in his pants was starting to hurt. He needed release.

“Let me, please.”

What is she begging for?

Zephyr was enjoying and taking his sweet time there when Ava suddenly pulled at his hair. She was squirming and shaking, but it wasn’t time yet. Getting the idea of what she might actually begging for, he ended it, stood up, and pulled her down with him. He walked them backward until his back hit the edge of the dining table.

His imagination came true when he watched Ava got on her knees and unbuckled his belt.

She is really going to do it.

He thought.

His belt was done, his fly was zipped down, his pants was tugged lower and beneath his white boxer briefs was obviously a monster.

“Are you sure?” He asked.

“I missed this.”

That was all she said before she held it and suck him off without a warning.

Zephyr grunted, loving the feeling of her mouth wrapping around the head and her lips running along his trail. He looked down and saw her smile at him.

“Fuck.” He hissed.

He threw his head up, lips parted, breathing hard as her mouth worked heaven on him. He was getting harder and harder each second. Just when he thought she would let him c*m in her mouth, she stood up and kissed him, letting them have a taste of each other.

“Seriously?” He rasped against her lips as he grabbed her waist.

Ava chuckled and pecked his lips. “Why… do you sound so disappointed?”

“You are so unfair?”

His eyes were on her lips. They looked so plump and red, wet and luscious. She licked them.

“I thought you’d let me.” He pouted.

“Awe. Don’t be so cute now. It doesn’t you.” She poked his nose.

He raised a brow. “Oh, really?” He winked and bit his lip.

“Ew.” She laughed, shaking her head at him before placing her head on his chest and just hugged him.

Just like that, Zephyr’s enthusiasm was gone. Everything went dead silent the moment she placed her head on his chest and not say anything.

This is the scary part.

He thought again.

He wanted to push her away, but his hand was against his thoughts when they just raised and touched her head. Before he could even realize what he was doing, he was already running his fingers through her hair. He loses. He was weak. He wanted to laugh at himself for being such a loser of his own feelings.

“I kinda like it more this way.”

He heard her whisper. What did she mean?

As if she could read his thoughts, she spoke again.

“Just being in your arms.”

Help.