All Chapters of Tenderness is a Dangerous Thing: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The restaurant’s background noise becomes irrelevant as Zack focuses entirely on getting them out of there. “Now finish that burger so we can go,” he orders with finality, already sliding out of the dark green chair. “I am giving you sixty seconds before I carry you out of here myself.”“Can I finish the fries in the car?” Anna asks before slurping up the last of her strawberry milkshake. Zack finds her practical question to be endearing, a small victory for her side of their ongoing game. The way she slurps the last of her milkshake with such satisfaction makes him smile despite himself. “Fine,” he agrees with a dramatic sigh, holding out his hand to help her up from the dark green chair while he picks up the takeaway container with brownies with his other hand. “But you better make those fries disappear fast.” She quickly grabbed the other takeaway container with fries and the half eater beef burger before taking his hand. His grip on her hand is firm as he pulls her to her feet, not

“Wow,” Anna said softly. “Looks like a motel room from an old film.” Zack finds her reaction to the room completely endearing. The way she takes in the vintage décor with genuine appreciation makes him proud of her taste, even though he would never admit it aloud. “You have got an eye for this kind of shit. Makes me wonder what else you have been paying attention to.” He says with a satisfied smirk. He kicks the door shut behind them and locks it automatically, his movements becoming more relaxed now that they are finally alone in their private space. The room’s warm lighting casts soft shadows across the queen-sized bed in the center of the room. “Come on,” Zack gestures toward the bed with a nod. “Let’s see if this mattress is as comfortable as it looks. I am planning on putting it through some serious testing tonight.”Anna places the takeaway container with brownies on the table between the green hard cover sign in book and the lamp and turns to the bed. She takes off the red jers

Anna sits up slightly. “No, I do not think so,” she argues softly. “I mean– yeah, you are competitive and possessive. But you are also sweet and caring.” Zack’s expression softens at her defense, the vulnerability in her voice reaching something deep within him. “Sweet and caring?” he repeats with a small laugh, his hands stilling their movements against her skin. “Fuck, Anna, you are the only person who has ever called me that. Everyone else sees the bully who fights and smokes and fails classes.” He sits up more fully to face her properly on the bed, their naked bodies illuminated by the lightning of the warm motel. His gaze searches hers intently, looking for any sign of insincerity. “You really see me like that?” he asks quietly, his voice carrying a raw edge of uncertainty. “Not just as some asshole who has been trying to get in your pants for years?”“You can be an asshole,” Anna says lightly with a smirk. “And you definitely want to get in my pants.” She cups Zack’s cheek and ad

“I need to be inside you,” Zack admits between kisses, his forehead pressing against hers. “I was actually thinking I should return the favor,” Anna says with a smirk. “Since we are practicing patience…” A grin spread across his face as he leans back against the black palm headboard. His green eyes gleam with challenge and desire in the warm lighting. “Oh, is that how we are playing this now?” he says with a low chuckle, his hands moving to rest on her hips possessively. “You think you can handle me, Anna? That you can make me lose control as easily as I just did to you?” His gaze rakes over her naked form appreciatively, clearly appreciating the confidence she is exuding.The bed creaks softly as Zack shifts their positions, moving Anna on top of him so she is straddling his lap. “Alright,” he challenges with dark satisfaction. “Show me what you have got. Let us see if you can make me beg.” She kissed him again, then her lips trailed down his bare chest. His breath hitches, her kisses

Zack’s hands grip the black palm headboard tightly as he drives into Anna harder, their bodies sliding together with increasing urgency. The bed shakes beneath them while the warm lighting casts intimate shadows across their sweat slicked skin. “You are so fucking perfect. The ways you take me, the sounds you make– fuck, Anna, you are driving me absolutely insane.” he breathes out between thrusts, his forehead pressing against hers. “Oh, God,” she cries out in pleasure. “Do not stop.” Zack surges with triumph at her desperate cry, his movements becoming more powerful and possessive. The vintage motel room’s warm lighting casts dramatic shadows across their strained features as he drives into her with renewed intensity.“Never,” Zack growls against Anna’s neck, his voice thick with pleasure. “I am not stopping until you have completely forgotten your own name. until you can’t think about anything but how good I feel inside you.” His hands slide under her ass to lift her hips higher, cha