Three Months and You're Mine (In Too Deep) (22 page)

"Which is it?"

"Wouldn't you like to know.
"

"Come sit in my lap and I'll tell you in about eight seconds."

"You could
not
feel that."

"Yes I could. Try it." He motioned for me to com
e sit on his lap, which I did since nobody was paying any attention to us anyway.

I thought he meant he would be able to tell if I was wearing panties just by having me sit on his lap. You know, like
feel me with his leg. But no, once I was situated on his lap, his big hand slid between my leg and his, palm up, and before I knew what was going on, I was sitting on his hand. Now, I'm not just talking about randomly sitting on a hand. This hand was very much using strategy. I felt him begin to feel around for my panties, and the touch of his fingers, even through my jeans, made me have to struggle not to let out a sound of pleasure. I bit my cheek to keep quiet. Then, just as suddenly as it started, his hand stopped moving.

"Those came off your body."

I nodded and was unable to stifle a little giggle at his face.

"Come on," he said, restlessly starting to shift me in his
around in his lap. "We're getting out of here."

Chapter 24

Zack

Meredith put her panties in my pocket. What other option did I have other than to take her to the cabin and ravi
sh her? None. Ravishing her was the obvious choice, the
only
choice. I told her we had to be going, and shifted her to the side so I could tell the person on the other side of me, who happened to be Gretchen, that we were taking off.

"Hey, we're heading out," I said. My statement drew a few curious glances but I just waved goodbye to everyone who looked my way. Meredith was still perched on my lap, although she was on the edge, ready to take off at my cue.

Gretchen looked up at her. "Are you guys headed to the cabin?" she asked, smiling.

Meredith instantly
went tense. Her body went from relaxed to rigid the second Gretchen said the word cabin. She laughed nervously. "What? Uh, why would you say that?" She looked at me as if to ask if I told Gretchen about our plans.

"I think she knows you put your name on the
calendar for tonight," I said.

"Yeah," Gretchen said, not
even paying attention to the misunderstanding, "I was hoping you could check the fish in the koi pond. Joel thinks he might have left the pump off when he cleaned the filter today."

"Of course," Meredith said
, relieved. "Is it obvious how to turn it on if I need to?"

"No," Gretchen said. "If it's off, text me and I'll explain what to do. I'm sure it's on
, but I'm glad you're going out there, or Joel would be dragging me out there to make sure."

"I'll check it out, no problem." She smiled nervously. "I've actually never been out there, but I guess it'll be self explanatory where the koi pond is."

"I know where it is," I interjected.

Several people, including Collin
, were listening to our conversation and had deduced by what we were saying that we were headed to the cabin together. It wasn't news to any of them that we were seeing each other, but going to the cabin alone and for no reason was taking it to another level, and the surprise was evident in most of their expressions. Brit announced that the next song would be their last, so Meredith and I decided to stick around until she was done even though I felt like I couldn't get out of there quick enough.

She stayed on my lap for that last song, and I rested my hand
on her round little ass. Halfway through the song, she reached back and used her fingernails to tickle my hand. The feather light touch sent chills up my arm and through my entire body. "Oh Baby Girl, don't you go making me crazy like that," I said, bending to whisper in her ear.

"
I can if I want to, Poppy," she said. She looked up at me, bit her lip and smiled, and I cursed the layers of fabric that were between us.

We
hung out long enough to congratulate Brit on the show. Most of the others were planning on checking out the other band, but, seeing as how we could barely make it through the Brit's set, it was a given that we'd be taking off.

It took
almost an hour for us to get to the cabin, and by the time we did, I was ready to toss out the whole gentle teacher approach and just skip ahead to the part where I drilled into her relentlessly. She walked in front of me as we made our way into the cabin, and it was a test to my patience to say the least. She was in a pair of skintight jeans and I just drank her in as she climbed the stairs that led to the front door. We went inside and set our bags down in the living room. She looked up at me a bit tentatively. I knew she was waiting for me to take the reigns, and I had no problem with that at all.

"I'm
gonna pour us a drink," I said.

"I'm nervous, Zack."

"Don't be. It's just us. Hanging out like we always do."

"Oh, yeah right."

"I'm serious, Mere. Nothing's forced tonight, okay? We're gonna let things happen organically."

"I can dig organic," she said. She popped up onto her toes to place a chaste kiss on my cheek
before kicking off her shoes and running to the kitchen. "Where's he keep the booze?" she asked.

I
went to and opened the cabinet where Joel kept his alcohol. He stocked a variety of different types, and everything was top shelf. I poured myself two fingers of single malt scotch and a shot of vodka for Meredith. I told her there was probably some juice in the fridge, and she crossed the kitchen in search of something she could mix it with. She grabbed some cranberry juice, poured it into her glass, and took one sip before setting it down on the counter next to me.

I was leaning against the countertop with my legs crossed
out front, and Meredith got close enough to straddle my legs. She just stood there in front of me, daring me to make the next move. I set my drink down and smiled at her. I didn't know why we even bothered pouring drinks when, clearly, we weren't the least bit interested in them. We stared at each other for several seconds. I could see by the rise and fall of her chest that her breathing had quickened, which made me have to take a second to concentrate on controlling my own.

"I love your eyes," she said.

"I thought you were gonna say I love you."

She laughed. "I'm not get
ting all deep on you, I promise."

"I don’t think it's getting too deep to say I love you."

She laughed again. "Oh you don't? Go ahead and say it then." I could tell by her tone that not even a shred of her believed I would actually say it.

"I love you."

She stared at me for at least ten seconds, her expression morphing from silly to curious. I smiled at her. She was so beautiful. "I'm not just saying that either. I need you to know that. I obviously have this situation in the bag tonight, so I'd have no reason to lie. I think it's good timing, though Mere, so I'll say it because you need to know I felt it before anything happened between us. I love you. I really do."

She smiled and took my face in her hands. "I love
you
too, I really do, Zack." She sprang up to put another kiss on my cheek, but I caught her up by her back, not letting her down off her toes. She was looking up at me; ready for whatever I was serving up. I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed it gently a few times.

She let out something akin to a whimper.
"Zack I'm scared that I'm going to have an orgasm the second you touch me. I think it's a real possibility."

I gave her a reassuring smile. "It's okay if you do," I said.

"Will it still feel good to me after that?"

"I think so, but if at any point it doesn't, all you have to do is say something. We can always work something else out.
We both know you're good with your hands."

She smiled at me. "Great. That takes the pressure off."

"There's no pressure, Mere. You don't need to worry about anything. I'll be able to tell if you're feeling good anyway, so just let me handle it. You need to relax." I could feel her physically fall back in my grasp as her body posture eased. My legs had been barely brushing against the top of her thighs, but when her body eased, she put some weight on me at that single point of pressure where she was straddling my outstretched leg.

That set us off.

I offered her resistance, pushing my thigh into her center, and she pushed back, letting me know she enjoyed the pressure. "Let me double check about those panties," I said. I slid my hand up the top of her thigh
before gently exploring her soft lips with my fingertips. Of course we still had the fabric of her jeans separating us, but I could easily feel her through the material, and I knew she hadn't lied about taking her underwear off. Or maybe she didn't have them on in the first place, but either way, she wasn't wearing any at that moment. "No panties." I said. "I like your style."

"Oh my God, Zack." Her voice was little more than a whisper. "I'm only
gonna last a few seconds I think, I mean I almost lost it with that right there what you did on top of my jeans."

"
Baby Girl, you can lose it any time you want," I said. "In fact, I'm not gonna feel like I've done my job unless you
do
lose it."

"I d
on’t think that'll be a problem," she said breathlessly.

I smiled and bent to swoop her into my arms. I carried her into the living room where I sat on the couch letting her naturally fall onto my lap.
Our faces were so close they were almost touching and she reached up and wrapped a gentle little hand around the back of my head. I experienced chills all over again, and I bent to put my mouth to hers, only this time I opened it and put my tongue into her mouth, tasting the sip of vodka she'd just taken. I wanted to just start in kissing her hard, but I reminded myself to take it slow.

"I'd like to get these off. You okay with that?"

"I'm just waiting for you to tell me what to do."

"Clothes off then, and on your back while you're at it.
" I gave her a gansta grin like she best listen to me. "You know what? Screw this." I scooped her up again and walked with her down the hall into one of the bedrooms. It wasn't the main one, but they were all extremely nice, and I knew we'd be comfortable in any of them.

I tossed her onto the center of the bed and
turned on a light in the adjoining bathroom before climbing up there to sit next to her. "Now if we could get back to getting these off, that'd be great."

She grabbed her shirt by the hem and lifted it up over her head. She had on a lacy bra, and I looked at it appreciatively. I took my time, kissing her gently on the neck and chest before I asked if I could take her bra off. She agreed, and reached back to unclasp it. She shrugged out of it and tossed it to the
floor. I kissed her neck and chest, letting my mouth roam to the swell of her breasts. They were small by Hollywood's standards, but for me, they were a perfect little handful, and I held one of them up as I bent to kiss her taught nipple. She was so fucking gorgeous from head to toe, and I feared I wouldn't last much longer than her.

"Zack?"

"Yeah?"

"I know we'd probably be skipping a lot of steps, but I'd like to feel you inside me before I, uh, finish I guess, and so if you could, uh get in there pretty quick, I'd be able to feel that."

"I'd be afraid to hurt you."

"
I know you're trying to be gentle and everything, and I appreciate the thought—but please, can you just
try
? I've been waiting for this for months and I want you inside me so bad I can taste it."

Okay, t
here was just no way in hell I was going to say no to that. "Take your pants off," I said.

I did the same, sitting beside her. I was way past erect, and she stared down at my lap as I sat next to her on the bed. She was still sitting up when I ran
my hand up her thigh to the spot where I'd cupped her earlier, this time there was no fabric between my hand and her soft lips and I nudged them open with my fingertips. Christ. She was so hot and wet, I was relatively certain I'd have an easy time pushing into her. She used her hands to lean into my hand, forcing herself onto me. I slid one finger past her slick folds and into her. She was so hot and tight around my finger, and it took every ounce of restraint I had to keep from setting her on my lap in one quick motion.

"Oh, my God, Zack, no."

I immediately stilled my hand. "Are you okay?"

"
Yes," she said in a strangled whisper, "but I need you to stop what you're doing down there before I lose my mind. Please just come inside me."

"It's
gonna be a lot bigger than what was just in there, Meredith."

"I know," she whispered. "I want it."

I wanted nothing more than to give her exactly what she was asking for, but I had to take a few seconds to adjust to the change of plans. It took me a second to work up the nerve to skip the introductions and get straight down to it. I would have tried to talk her out of it if I thought it would have worked, but she was giving me a look like she wouldn't stand for anything less than having me inside her.

"You have to promise to tell me if you're uncomfortable."

"I will."

"I'm serious, Meredith, don't you dare let me do something that hurts you."

"I thought you said you'd be able to tell if I didn't like it." She smiled up at me and her eyebrows lifted playfully.

I pushed her onto her back and straddled her in one quick motion. She squealed with delight and in that moment, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I loved her—and not just for her body either. Seeing her happy made me happy. I bent and started kissing her.

"I need you," she said, nearly begging.

"I just wanted you to experience
a little
build up."

She took a deep breath as if
trying to figure out what she could say to get her point across. "Zack, I've been experiencing build up for months now. I'm on the verge I can already tell, and I want to feel you. Please."