Desire Ch. 10 - Patience

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Chapter 10– Patience…
POV: Emily
Word Count: 2461


 I stood at the bathroom door and when he gave me that same look from the fairgrounds, his own version of Taylor’s bitch face but much more serious, I knew it would be a long, but very great night.

I really hadn’t expected him to be completely naked in the bed through. I stood in the bathroom door frame, leaned against the right side until he finally motioned for me to come to him. I walked to the foot of the bed and climbed up. I crawled up the bed to him, placing kissed every so often on his legs, I finally straddled his legs and kissed him.

“You made this easy.”

He didn’t say anything to me, so either he was actually mad about the slime or he was in a weird mood. I didn’t need guidance here, so I started with his neck, which usually worked but not this time.

“Zachary?”

I tried the other side and felt him relax a bit; I flicked my tongue across his neck.

“Baby, you cannot be mad about that still.”

“You did that on purpose Emily. Even if Stephanie suggested it, which I am sure she did, you followed through.”

I kissed his neck a few more times.

“Of course I followed through; you wouldn’t have chased me around if I hadn’t. You wouldn’t have been waiting when I got home either.”

“Bad bad girl…” he growled.

I kept up with the kisses, all across his neck and face, all down his chest paying much closer attention to the nipples of course. I had the feeling the night would be long enough that even if I brought him all the way right now, it wouldn’t matter. Considering he didn’t stop me at all, I must have been right. Instead of waiting for him to tell me to lie across his lap, I just did.

“Trying to make up by being very good?”

“Maybe.”

The towel was still around me, I could feel the edge just below my butt, but I felt his hand lay on my ass.

“What was your last number?”

“Twenty. It seems to be our go to number.”

I felt him move the towel, counted all fifteen, as he stopped much too soon for my liking. These types of spankings were playful more a less, the pain usually came from the number of hits, not the actual ones. The last two were a little harder and probably for unbuttoning my shirt. In all honestly, sometimes I really wished he’d make them harder but I also knew the reason he wasn’t, was because of what happen before. I felt his hand slip between my legs and was completely fine with that as well. He did eventually move both of us, went after my neck. He’d become quite an expert at oral sex, I wasn’t sure there was another person on the planet that could make me feel the same way, like him he brought me all the way, which did mean he had more plans for the night. He returned to his center of the bed position and I moved back into his lap again.

“I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“It wasn’t that upsetting really, just…the entire town saw us lose to four girls.”

“I am sure they totally understand why you lost.”

“Because you cheated and unbuttoned that shirt.”

“It’s not my fault that you are visual Zachary, beside you have to admit that you rather like chasing me around and you quite enjoyed sliming me as well.”

“Yeah, I did enjoy that. It was a little embarrassing though.”

I kissed him. “The slime covered the redness in your face.”

“Thankfully. Although, I think Taylor landed on my ass when he fell in, I felt a sharp pain on the left side right before my head was submerged.”

“He did, I think it was his knee that landed there. He did try to side step, but failed.”

He pulled me close to him and kissed me. I felt his tongue slid across my bottom lip and I could already feel him against my leg. It was rare that we really had this kind of time to just take all night, we only did because Sunday there were no plans. He smiled at me.

“I’m still not done with you, turn around.”

“Turn around?”

“Yes.”

I moved, he put his legs together and had me straddle them.

“This is different.” I said.

“Yeah, the last time we were this way it was the office, but it wasn’t comfortable and I didn’t have this view either.”

“Pervert.”

He popped the left side rather hard. “But, I am your pervert.”

Because I couldn’t really see what I was doing he guided me back and guided himself inside me as well. He let me come back as far as I could comfortable, which was damn near almost all the way. I only had to stop because I couldn’t go back any farther. I paused to adjust to this position, it was a little different, but when I went to pull forward he held my hips tightly right where they were.

“Zac?”

“Patience, you are always so impatient.”

Again, I tried to move forward but his grip was holding me right where I was. It felt a little strange to be sitting there, him fully inside me, but not moving. Five full minutes ticked by, before he moved me forward. He set a steady, even slow pace for five minutes and then stopped again. I gritted my teeth and let him pause for the second time, another five minutes before he pushed me forward again, set the same steady slow pace but this time for about two minutes and then he stopped again.

“Zachary…what are you doing?” I whined.

“Patience.”

He waited several minutes before pulling me up and kissing the back of my neck, I got to move as he tweaked a nipple or just rubbed, whatever fancied him at that moment. But, when he laid me back down, he pulled me back and held me there tightly.

“Zac…” I whined pathetically.

He said nothing, just held me there, proving he was defiantly strong enough to do that. I tried everything I could think of that would get him to let me move. I wiggled and squirmed, tried to get him to let me move but all it did was cause his grip to tighten.

“I will move you, when I want you to move.” He said.

His tone was even and it was the one he used when he was very serious. I would just have to wait for him. But, as the time passed I was getting agitated, impatient, and a little mad. He knew this because I heard him giggle several times.

“You are so impatient. I waited all afternoon and even waited while you showered.”

Several minutes passed before he pushed me forward until he was almost out of me completely, and then he stopped yet again and I couldn’t move back, his hands were preventing me from doing that. I didn’t mean to whimper but I did anyway, he was going to drive me crazy. I wasn’t staring at the clock this time, but I think a few minutes ticked by before he pulled me back hard.

“Fuck!” I yelped.

He evidently liked that because he moved me forward again and paused again, would not let me move back and I had no idea when he would pull me back. I tried being patient but minutes crept by, anticipation was killing me. I tried to wiggle and squirm and that just made me want more.

The thing with Zac was he could be the most patient person on the planet, but only when he wanted to be. I on the other hand was impatient most the time and testing my patience’s was a sure was to piss me off and Zac knew that.

He finally pulled me back quick and hard and I yelped again, not expecting it. He didn’t stop though, kept up that same nearly out and hard pull back for quite a while and then he pulled me back against him and stopped completely again.

“Fuck you!” I growled.

I heard him laugh. “Baby, you already are.”

He stopped laughing when I dragged my nails down the side of both his legs, I heard him growl before he pulled me up, but he kept me from rising up, prevented me from moving.

“That hurt.”

“That was the point.”

I felt his incisors on my neck shortly before the light bite occurred. I tried to move but he tightened his grip again. Fucking hell!

“Are you going to do this all fucking night?”

His left hand slid down over my leg, his arm preventing me from moving. He found the clit quickly and applied very little pressure, swirled around.

“Maybe…” he whispered in my ear.

I laid my head back on his shoulder and let him, at this moment I had no other choice. He eventually laid me down though and for the next hour he alternated between having me stopped and moving me. Yet, that was not predictable either because sometimes his pace would be slow, other times fast. Sometimes it was stopping me against him, other times pushed away. After an hour though my patience ran out completely and he pushed me forward and before he could stop me I moved away and turned around, I was back in his lap before he giggled and I shut him up quickly with a kiss.

Even in this position he tried to do the same thing, but the hard pull on his hair stopped him. He became aware that my patience was completely gone. Although, the built up was quite well because it was more enjoyable after I turned around or in other positions.
It was somewhere around midnight when I bothered to even pay attention to a clock, and that was only because my phone rang, but I was curled up beside Zac and I wasn’t answering it anyway.

“I may have to slime you more often.”

“Uh, I will pass on that.”

“But, you did look kind of hot covered in green slime.”

“It took me like thirty minutes to get that crap out of my hair!”

I giggled. “Could have been mud.”

“Mud would have been better. Um, Taylor got a call earlier this week. We’ve been invited by Carrick and his band to another song writing
event at Sonic.”

I still had mixed feelings about the pictures I had seen from earlier this year at their own event. I wasn’t sure how I felt about this one.

“Are you going?”

“We are thinking about it, we are beginning to prep for the next album and nothing else is really going on. It’s still three weeks away though, there having it after the 4^th.”

“How long?

“Taylor said two weeks.”

“Two weeks? Fool’s Banquet is only a week.”

He looked at me “We don’t have to stay two weeks.”

“But you will because you know Ike and Tay are.”

“Isaac may not.”

I was trying not to sound upset. “But Taylor will.”

“Why are you upset?”

“I am not upset.”

“Emily.”

“Zachary.”

“It’s just a song writing event, like Fools banquet. Bunch of men writing songs all over the place and some of them are recorded while we’re there.”

“Men and women Zachary, there were two at fool’s banquet.”

He smiled at me and I was very confused, what the hell was there to smile about?

“Are you jealous?”

“Why would I be Zac? It’s not every day you sit up all hours of the night with a bunch of men and women writing songs.”

“Yes, and you know very well who I texted all day, who I called every night before she went to bed even if it meant leaving a group for a
bit. I even called you some mornings.”

I sat up in the bed. “You called but you never told me they were there Zac. I didn’t know until Amanda asked me if they were and then showed me the picture of you with them. You never even told me about those pictures not even after you got home. It felt uncomfortable to be asked about it when I had no idea women were even there and to defend you over the picture because of course Christina saw it and shared it with all five brothers. It was different to see people asking if one of them or both were your girlfriends.”

“You never told me any of that Emily.”

I looked back at him; hide those tears and the anger well. “Because I know who you called, who you texted and I know you didn’t do anything. But, the world doesn’t officially know about us. Tulsa might, but the people here value your privacy and mine quite a bit.
He sat up and kissed my shoulder. “I’ll stay home with you if you want me too.”

“They invited Hanson the band Zac, not tw0-thirds of Hanson. It’s not fair for me to ask that of you.”

He kissed my shoulder again. “I don’t know who will be there this time. We’re not even sure if we are going.”

I lay back down, it did nothing to really calm my nerves but I did drop the subject. Either way, it wasn’t right of me to ask him to stay home because I didn’t want him around other women in that setting was it? Natalie and Nikki both didn’t seem to care about their husband’s going for the week, but everyone knew Taylor and Isaac were taken, married with children. My thoughts were torn from those ideas when the phone rang again; it was after one in the morning.

“Do you think we should change my number again?”

“I don’t think that would do any good really. I’ll speak to Craig again and see if he can try tracing them again; maybe he’ll have some ideas.”

I snuggled closer, two weeks alone in the house? What if the calls got worse? I hadn’t mentioned the two other notes I had gotten, they had arrived in my mail at work and after reading them I had sealed them up and put them away. The message was the same as before, always telling me he wouldn’t forget. Zac drifted off to sleep before I did, if he left for Sonic Ranch in July, I was not staying home I would go to Craig’s or even Christopher’s. I didn’t think I would be safe without him nearby, but I didn’t want to compromise his career or theirs because of me either.