Novel & Cerita Zach And Cammie Fanfiction Lemons

He had such a good laugh after what I said, it had me wondering what was funny. "You can't deny that there's something between us Hannah." He said after his bout of laughter had come to a stop. I shook my head. "Whatever happened between us was a mistake, stop trying to make a big deal out of it." There was no way I was going to agree with him. He feigned a hurt expression, "Ouch. But you were so sure you wanted it..." "I was hor-" I stopped myself from yelling that aloud and whispered instead, "I was horny Zach."

Zach shook d his head pitying his friend. “How are you sis Cami?” asked Val approaching Camille. Camille didn’t mingle with them at first but soon she became the head of their gang. She and Sheela are like two entertainers in their group. “Morning sickness sucks Val” replied Camille. “Oh I feel bad for you sis but don’t worry it’s worth to see healthy baby in just few months” cheered Val. “Hey buddy are you taking good care of Mia?” asked Val and Ty sighed. “Seriously kitty don’t you know about my struggles?” said Ty wiping his sweat.

SHAYLA'S P.O.V When the words tumbled out of Zeke's lips and Cameron seemed to freeze at his words, all I could see was red. Grabbing Zeke at once by his collar, I contemplated whether it would be too big of a deal if I smashed his skull in. I wondered if it would be too big of a deal to create a scene at this party. It was Zeke who started it all anyways. "Screw you, Zeke. You're a fucking cunt."

By the time Kal was finished with Camille, she had been exhausted and her limbs had felt like jelly. They had spent that Saturday talking and when they weren’t talking, Kal was finding different ways to pleasure Camille until she was trembling like a newborn fawn. It had been amazing and Camille had spent Sunday smiling like an idiot even when she got another headache and collapsed into bed early, exhausted and feeling rotten. She was looking forward to her date with Kal as well. He was smart, funny, sweet, sexy and if what he could do with his hands and mouth was any indication, he was amazing in bed too.

Alex didn’t make a sound and she gave him a daring smile. “Is that all you’ve got?” She asked. Zach arched an eyebrow at her as he withdrew nearly to her entry and plunged into her again. This time he saw he react deliciously and he did it several times until he finally heard her moan loudly. Wrapping her legs around him, Zach started to move on top of her, thrusting in and out of her, his face buried in her neck. The bright room filled with their moans and sigh for a long while until Zach could feel that his orgasm is near. Gripping her chin, he turned her face towards him and he captured her lips in a hungry kiss. Alex wrapped her arms around his neck, as she kissed him back.

Talking of hardness, I felt something poking me from beneath. I bit my lips with total pleasure. I wanted more. More of him, all of him. Even more of love. “I want you, Zack.” I finally admitted. I had decided to take the risk. Cause I had searched my mind thoroughly to describe what I felt. I had come to only one realization. Somehow, along the line, I, Zara Sanders had fallen for Zack Moretti. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/n If you read this, please leave a five-star review. I hope you follow up Zack and Zara’s story and see what their end will be like. I love y’all!!:)

By Wednesday, the hallway kiss had its own thread. Not just a video, A thread. With screenshots and frame by frame breakdowns and people arguing in the comments about whether the way Zane's hand had moved to my face was scripted or real. Someone had made a compilation. Someone else had made a ranking of all the times Zane had looked at me versus all the times he had looked away and what it meant. I knew all of this because Mia read every single comment out loud at breakfast and refused to stop.

THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOVED ME KIMBERLY'S POV ~~ I woke up with my heart pounding and my sheets tangled around my legs, heat still lingering on my skin. I couldn’t believe it. I’d just had a dream, an intimate, wet vivid dream, with Zachary Maxwell. In it, we were close in a way we’d never been in real life. He kissed me like a caveman, savouring every taste in my mouth, our tongues dancing to the same rhythm, slow and deep, his hands tracing my naked breasts and moving along my back like he was memorizing every inch of me. His touch was making me wetter than I'd been and my body was responding in ways I couldn’t control, I pressed my lower body unto him, rolling my hips round his visibly enla

Finally, holding back tears, she said hoarsely, "Fine, Ethan. Since you're putting it that way, you'd better not regret this someday!" That day, Sophie didn't come home. I couldn't help feeling a bit annoyed because her belongings were already packed up, waiting for her to take them away. Once she collected her things, I'd finally sever the last thread connecting us. I was about to text her to remind her to come get her stuff when I saw Zachary's latest social media post. It was a deliberately provocative photo. The setting was a bar. Sophie was drunkenly raising a glass, and Zachary was gently stroking her head.