Right Girl (6 page)

“You
know I want that.”

“Then
we’ll make it work.” She whispered, smiling hopefully. “We can do this
together.”

There
was a momentary silence between us before took off, realising I should have
been back at the hotel hours ago.

“It’s
getting pretty late. I should get going.”

“Wow,
I didn’t even notice the time.” Rachel chuckled, glancing at her watch.

“I’m
sorry for keeping you up and thanks again for letting me see her.”

 “You
can call me tomorrow.”

“Thank
you.”

I
said goodbye and made my way up the driveway, trying to ignore the apprehension
I felt when I looked back and saw her watching me from the window…

Chapter Seven

Samantha

We
left the hotel a few hours later, trying to put the events of last night behind
us. My birthday was an absolute disaster but that couldn’t be helped. A part of
me just wants to get back home so I can forget everything which happened the
day before.

We’re
just pulling into the driveway of our apartment when Zack’s phone starts to
ring. He switches off the car and reaches for it, glancing at the screen before
he answers.

“I
don’t recognise the number.” He informs me, frowning slightly. “But it might be
Rachel. She gave me her number last night but I haven’t put it in my phone
yet.”

“I
see.” I murmur, turning my head so I can gaze out of the window instead.

“Do
you mind if I take this? It will be about Amber.”

“Sure,
go ahead.” I urge him, pretending I’m ok with it.

I
attempt to leave in an attempt to give him some privacy. I make it halfway out
of the car before Zack grabs hold of my wrist, pulling me back inside.

“
Stay
.”
He implores me, still holding onto his phone with one hand.

He
refuses to relinquish his hold on me, tightening his grip when I try to leave
again.

“Fine.”
I concede, forcing my wrist out of his grasp. “Talk to her.”

He
nods his head before doing what I ask, greeting her warmly when he answers. I
try to ignore the jealousy coursing through my veins, trying to convince myself
that Zack’ optimism has everything to do with his daughter and not the fact
that he’s speaking with my sister.

“I’m
free this afternoon if that works for you.” He says, drumming his fingertips
against the dashboard.

I
watch them, fascinated by the simplistic rhythm he’s making. I don’t want to
hear my sister’s voice and try to block it out, focusing all of my attention on
the noise of his tapping.

“Zack,
I should give you some privacy.” I whisper, begging him to let me go inside.

He
shakes his head, vehemently against me getting out of the car. I acquiesce once
again and exhale deeply, realising this is probably how things are going to be
from now on.

“Rachel,
I need to ask you about Sam.” Zack blurts out, taking me by surprise. “She’s a
part of my life as well as Amber and it would mean the world to me if the two
of them could meet soon.”

I
wait for her reaction. I wait to hear her indignant voice down the phone but
all I hear is silence.  

I
don’t hear what she says to him but I witness Zack’s response to whatever it is.
He slams his fist against the dashboard he was just tapping and clenches the
phone in his remaining hand.

“What
is it?” I ask, remembering to speak softly so she doesn’t know I’m with him.

He
doesn’t respond to me, listening intently as she continues to speak to him.

“Fine.”
He snaps, rubbing the centre of his forehead so he can ease some of his
tension. “I guess I don’t have much choice, do I? I’ll see you this afternoon.
Bye.”

He
cuts her off, hanging up the phone before he turns around to face me.

“I
guess she didn’t like the idea of me meeting her daughter?” I ask him, smiling
weakly.

I’m
trying to make light of the fact that she’s banned me from seeing her. I know
how important this is to Zack and long to make this easier on him if I can.

“She
said she’s just concerned it might be a little much for her. I only saw her for
a few minutes last night and she was asleep at the time. I’m still a stranger
so I guess I understand why Rachel’s concerned about overwhelming her right
now.”

“Zack,
it’s ok.”  I assure him, stroking the side of his face with my fingers. “I
understand.”

We
head towards our apartment, struggling to maintain the façade that everything
is normal between us. I open the front door while Zack carries our bags and
place the keys on the small coffee table in the centre of the living room.
Neither one of us wants to address the issues we’re now facing and a part of me
still wants to pretend that everything is normal.

“So
you’re meeting up with Rachel later on today?”

“Yeah,
she’s taking Amber to the park this afternoon and thought I might want to go
with them.”

“I
see.”

“Are…
are you ok with this?”

“Of
course.” “It’s normal that you want to spend time with your daughter, Zack.”

“Thank
God it won’t be like this for us.”

“What
do you mean?”

“Meaning
I won’t only get to see
our
baby for a few hours at a time.”

“Zack…”

“Don’t.”
“Don’t do this now. Don’t give me a list of reasons why we shouldn’t start our
family. Don’t try and convince me that it’s not what you want when I know it’s
been your dream ever since you were a little girl and don’t let the trauma of
what happened to you when you were eighteen dictate the future you’re going to
have with me.”

He
startles me when he picks me up, crashing his forceful lips against mine. He
doesn’t say anything and neither do I as he makes his way into our bedroom.

Twenty-four
hours before, I was waking up in this bed. Zack told me how much he loved me
and gave me a ring for my birthday. He knows it’s still too soon for me to even
think
about an engagement but he also wanted me to know that the ring he
will use to propose is right there for me. He told me it’s ready for me when
I’m willing to accept it and the memory of such a blissful time brings a lump
to my throat and a pain in my chest.

“W-what
are you doing?” “Don’t you have to get ready to meet up with Rachel?”

“Not
yet.” He growls, nuzzling against my neck as his hands tear at my clothes. “I
need to be inside you.”

“Again?”
I chuckle, closing my eyes and moaning loudly. “You’re insatiable.”

“You’re
everything to me… you know that, don’t you? You’re all that matters.”

“That’s
not true.” I whimper, arching my back so I can bring my half naked body closer
to his. “Not anymore.”

He
places his dominant hand around my throat, squeezing it gently. He’s using his masculinity
as well as his control against me. This would intimidate me in any other
circumstances but I trust him completely. Zack would never, ever hurt me and
the promise of this is enough. I will always feel safe with him, even when he’s
using his strength to overpower me.

“Believe
me, it
is
.” He whispers, making sure he speaks directly against my ear.

This
causes me to tremble and I pull him towards me, circling my legs around his
waist so I can bring him closer.

“Fuck
me.” I urge him, needing him to understand how much I need him. “Fuck me on
this bed right now.”

“You
realise what you’re asking?”

Zack
has always made it known to me that he’s been holding back. He’s a broad,
athletic man with an incredible physique and a great deal of stamina. It’s a huge
contrast to my own petite frame and I am aware that he’s always been careful
when it comes to our love making. He’s somewhat terrified he’ll hurt me but
tonight… I don’t want him to be gentle.

“I
know exactly what I’m asking for.” I say, gazing up at him intently. “I just
hope you will give it to me.”

He
doesn’t even hesitate, pulling on my hair so I’m forced to look up at him. He
kisses me again, his mouth bruising mine as he sucks my tongue into his mouth,
devouring me completely.

We’re
naked together in no time at all, our limbs tangling together as we roll across
the bed. His fingers stroke me between my legs and I let them fall apart. He
groans when he feels how wet I am, brushing his fingertips across my lips so I
can taste myself.

I
suck on them, gliding my tongue as well as using my teeth to bite them gently.
I know that my actions will turn him on even more but can’t stop myself from
teasing him.

“Do
you have any idea how much I want you?” He asks, grazing his lips along my
collarbone. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

“No.”
I lie, choosing to be coy and flirtatious instead of honest.

“I
think you do.” He replies, calling me out on my lie. “I think you know
exactly
what you do to me.”

He
grinds his hips against my own, pressing his arousal against me. I pull on his
hair and wrap my arms around him, taking delight in the fact that I’m capable
of doing this to him.

With
one fluid motion, he’s inside of me. I cry out in ecstasy, struggling to
accommodate his size. I feel so
full
, so complete… so
satisfied.

He
keeps his promise and doesn’t hold back this time, taking from me exactly what
he needs and demanding that I give him everything I have. He fucks me hard and
ignores my screams, burying himself so deep inside of me. I almost feel like
we’re one person, joined together for all eternity.

“You
feel incredible.” I tell him, opening my eyes so I can look up and connect with
his.

“Yeah?
Tell me how good this feels, baby.
Show
me how much you’re enjoying
this.”

He
increases his pace, slamming into me over and over again. It’s almost violent
but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I asked for this and don’t want him to
hold anything back from me. My need to pleasure him is beyond anything I can
describe and want to please him more than anyone has done before.

“Don’t
stop.” I plead, grabbing hold of his shoulders.

“You
can’t get enough of this, can you? You want it to be like this every time I
fuck you?”

“Uh-huh.”
I murmur, somewhat inaudibly.

“You
know you won’t have this with anyone else but me. You know that, don’t you?”

“Yes,
yes… I know.”

“Do
you? Do you
really
know?” He persists, brushing a strand of hair out of
my eyes.

“What
are you saying?”

“That
if you
ever
try to run away from me, I
will
find you. I’ll hunt
you down and claim you as my own all over again.”

“I
am yours.” I assure him. “I always have been.”

“Good
girl.” He encourages me, biting my bottom lip. “Now prove it.”

“H-how?”
I stammer, glancing up at him apprehensively.

“Suck
my cock.” He demands roughly. “Get down on your knees and clean your juices off
of me.”

I
gasp, astonished by the crudeness of his words and wait a few moments to see if
he’s being serious.

“But
I…”

“
Do
it
, Samantha.”

It’s
a command I don’t wish to ignore and find myself doing what he asks. Making my
way to the side of the bed so I can kneel down before him. He grabs hold of
himself in one hand, pushing the tip into my mouth.

He
tastes exquisite and I moan with appreciation, parting my lips for him to
enter. His right hand rests on the top of my head, controlling the rhythm of
his thrusts. All I can do is let him, surrendering myself to his dominance as
well as my own pleasure.

“You
have no idea how beautiful you look right now. You’re perfect.” He tells me,
gazing down at me with smouldering brown eyes.

A
cry escapes my throat, urging him to continue. I never thought I’d enjoy
something like this or the extremity of it but I am. It’s intoxicating as well
as thrilling and I can’t get enough of him.

Before
his release, Zack stops and pulls me up from my kneeling position.

“Ride
me.” He instructs, leaving no room for my doubts.

He
switches our positions so I’m sitting on top of him. His hands grab my hips,
urging me to seek my own satisfaction now that I’m above him. He remains
seated, allowing me to lower myself onto him.

Our
urgency increases and so does my movements, bouncing, riding and circling my
hips so I can reach my climax.

“Together.”
I mumble, panting heavily. “I want us to do this together.”