ログインAfter about an hour Anna sent Zack a text. She is in her bedroom on her bed, her back leaning against the headboard. She is still wearing the grey sweatpants and white shirt she wore when Zack left.
Anna: “Hey, finally finished my physics assignment”
An immediate buzz from his phone draws Zack’s attention away from the television screen where some action movie plays silently in the background. His father is still out, the house quiet except for the hum of applia
“Anna, wrap it up!” Anna’s dad calls from inside the house. Anna groaned, frustrated at the interruption. Zack’s entire body goes rigid at the sound of Anna’s father’s voice calling from inside the house. The sudden intrusion of reality breaks the spell of their heated moment, and he releases her immediately as if burned. “Fuck,” he hisses under his breath, running a hand through his disheveled bleached hair. His heart is pounding against his ribs from a mix of adrenaline and frustrated arousal. “Your dad,” he says through gritted teeth, stepping back just enough to create distance between them. The evidence of his arousal is obvious in the strain against his sweatpants, but there is no hiding it now. Anna’s frustrated groan makes his jaw clench– he knows exactly how she feels. Every instinct is screaming at him to ignore the warning and kiss her senselessly right there on the porch. “Go inside,” he orders gruffly, his voice strained with effort. “Before he comes out here and sees u
Anna’s head falls back against the edge of the tub; her breathing is ragged. For a while she lays there, feeling the tingling sensation radiating from between her legs. Then she leans over the edge of the tub and reaches for her phone on the floor, when she lifts her phone up, the screen is cracked and won’t turn on. When several minutes pass without a message from Anna, Zack feels a sense of dread.Zack: “Anna? Are you okay? Answer me right now. Did something happen?”He types frantically. When another minute passes without a response, panic sets in. He jumps off his bed completely naked, grabbing his sweatpants and keys without bothering to dress properly.Zack: “I am coming over.”He texts again desperately as he rushes out of his room and down the stairs two at a time. In the meantime, Anna gets out of the tub, quickly dries off and gets dressed. worried that Zack would be worried because she had not replied, Anna goe
Zack’s phone vibrates violently in his hand as Ann’s latest text arrives. His green eye nearly pops out of his skull reading her words– “Show me.” The two simple words ignite something primal inside him, erasing any pretense of self-control. “No fucking way,” he growls under his breath. Already scrambling off his bed and stripping off his shirt and sweatpants in one fluid motion. His cock springs free, already rock-hard and leaking with anticipation.Zack: “Gladly”He types back with trembling fingers, snapping a quick photo of his erection in his palm before sending it immediately.Zack: “This is what you do to me, Anna. Can’t focus on anything but you naked in that bathtub.”He paced his bedroom floor barefoot, heart hammering against his ribs as he waits for her response. The cool air against his heated skin does nothing to calm the fire building in his gut. Anna’s brown eyes widen at the image of his hard cock, and sh
After about an hour Anna sent Zack a text. She is in her bedroom on her bed, her back leaning against the headboard. She is still wearing the grey sweatpants and white shirt she wore when Zack left.Anna: “Hey, finally finished my physics assignment”An immediate buzz from his phone draws Zack’s attention away from the television screen where some action movie plays silently in the background. His father is still out, the house quiet except for the hum of appliances and distant city noise filtering through closed windows. Seeing Anna’s name flash across the screen sends a jolt of anticipation through him. He swipes to open the message a grin spreading across his face as he reads her simple update.Zack: “About fucking time, took you long enough to finish that shit. Did you miss me?” He types back quickly, already standing up from the couch and heading toward his bedroom. His fingers move rapidly across the keyboard as he
Zack moves to Anna’s bedroom door and opens the door, still looking at her. When he steps out into the hallway, Anna calls out, “Wait, your Hamlet book is still here. Let me quickly get it for you.” As he waits in the hallway, he sees that the bedroom door across from hers is slightly open. The first thing that draws his attention is the charcoal wall inside and the panda illustration hung on it. Then his gaze shifts to the bed, which has a simple dark frame and is made with soft pink bedding, including a pale comforter and aa slightly darker pink throw blanket draped casually across the bed. Before he could notice any other details of the bedroom, he saw Haley and Chloe on the bed. Chloe was lying on her back on the bed; her long light brown hair was spread slightly across the dark pink throw blacked. Haley was positioned partially on top of Chloe, leaning over her from the side, while she kissed Chloe. Chloe’s body was relaxed, her eyes appeared closed as she leaned upward toward Ha
“Good. We should probably get dressed… I still have a physics assignment to finish, and if I don’t it might ruin our plans for tomorrow,” Anna said casually. Zack groans dramatically, flopping back against the pillows with exaggerated disappointment. “Physics? Really? After everything we just did, you are going to make me put on clothes and think about vectors and forces?” Despite his complaining tone, he starts sitting up reluctantly, running a hand through his messy bleached hair. “Fine, fine– duty calls, but you owe me big time for this. I am talking about extra credit tomorrow night at my place,” he grumbles good-naturedly. He stands up to gather his scattered clothes from the floor, not bothering to hide his nakedness as he walks around Anna’s bedroom collecting his jeans and shirt. His movements are casual and familiar now, as if this intimate setting has become second nature to him. “Don’t work too hard though,” he adds over his shoulders as he pulls on his underwear.Anna stand







