Novel & Cerita Zach And Cammie Fanfiction Lemons

The camera shifted back to the group of people he was chatting with. “That's Lazarus, the one in all black. Then Aimee at the far end with a blonde and green dress, Isiah is the one with the glasses, we used to call him a weirdo before I got to know him and I ended up liking him, Zully’s the one with peach color dress, Amanda in red blood, Caroline in wine red. She's one of my girls.” He explained winking at me before he carried on with telling me who they were.

Zachary murmured, kissing the side of my head. His compliments caused my heart to swell. I wanted more of his praises. My hand slid up his chest to hold onto his shoulders. “We should try this position one day when you are ready,” Zachary hotly said. I shivered at his hoarse voice. The air was knocked from my lungs. I felt something long and hard pressed close to my lower stomach. There was a strong pulse coming from it. “Damn it to the moon and back,” Zachary cursed, snatching my waist, and I felt two fingers slide in. “Aargh”

The day the Labarres declared bankruptcy, everyone assumed I would break off my engagement to Zach Labarre. In the middle of a torrential downpour, I abandoned my umbrella and helped the disheveled Zach into the car. "I'll give you ten million dollars. If you succeed, come back and marry me. If you fail, I'll marry you instead." Five years later, Zach returned, leading three publicly listed companies. In front of all the media, he announced, "Leah Chandler and I ended our engagement five years ago."

"I had been hooking up on and off with Cameron for a while, but it wasn't serious, and no genuine affection was involved. We didn't stay at each other's places. We didn't text unless we were confirming when we were meeting up, and there were no long-ass phone conversations that kept us up half the night while we got to know each other on a deeper level. We never went on a date, and although we run in the same circles, we don't usually come in contact with each other. We met at a frat party at the beginning of summer last year. The last time we hooked up was Valentine's. The texts he sends are usually late at night, and they go unanswered. Don't get me wrong, he's not texting me multiple time

Chris Evans has nothing on him. In the bathroom, it's all hot and steamy from where he's been showering. I strip off my clothes and quickly clamber into the shower, anxious to be under the cleansing stream of water. And It cascades over me, and I hold up my face into the welcoming downpour. I want Jace De Leon. I want him badly—simple fact. For the first time in my life, I want to go to bed with a man, not that he's the first man to be in my life, but he's my second.

“I… I’ve got some stuff tonight. Rain check?” Damien shrugged smoothly. “No pressure. But think about it. You deserve it with all the… drama.” He shot me another look before walking off. I stayed silent the rest of the way, but inside the storm raged. That night’s session at my apartment was pure fire, the project still progressed, but the undercurrent had ignited. We were deep into the executive summary when Zach set his laptop aside. “You’ve been impossible since the café.” The argument built fast. Trust. Emotions. The almost-kiss. The protectiveness I wouldn’t fully explain. Zach’s voice rose, pacing the living room.

"After we seal the deal, of course." He had them both stripped and naked in a matter of seconds and lying on the big thick cushions, the firelight warming their bodies. Despite his orgasm in the shower, Zach's cock was thick and hard and ready again. When he touched his fingers to Maddie's cunt, he found her slick and wet. "I need to finish off what we started in the shower," he grinned. They were both too aroused for foreplay. Zach managed to remember a condom, Then he spread her legs wide and slid into her waiting pussy like two halves fitting together as a whole.

He took a step closer to Zach, their faces barely an inch from each other as Damon said, " _never do this again!_" Then he sealed his lips with his. They were both in a state of shock, but Zach seemed to have recovered first. He grabbed the back of Damon's neck, slowly entangling his fingers with his dark, soft hair, deepening the kiss. Damon moaned at the sweet taste of Zach's lips, his hands roaming up and down his hard chest. He had never been kissed in such a sweet and passionate way. He loved every second of it. the hot and juicy sex between him and Zach.

He wanted to ask it Cammi before they left Seacrest but he hesitated. Cammi did not answer. “Did NPU Theo told you to kill me?” “Of course not! He wants me to protect you.” Zachary raised his eyebrow. “Oh? I’m speechless.” Zachary said sarcastically. Cammi remained silent. They continued walking and they stopped when they heard voices. “Tell me honestly, you want something from me, right?” Cammi was stunned. Her cheeks became red. She looked away. “I love you, Cammi.” Her eyes widened but she did not look at Zachary.

Camden replied, standing over him as he remained seated on the bed. Camden put a knee on either side of him, straddling him as she climbed onto his lap. A lustful hunger filled Jamie's gaze as he pulled her closer, his hands on her hips. Leaning in, Camden kissed him, her arms wrapped around his neck. The kiss was passionate and aggressive and she made sure to give him a good show of it. She needed to ride on the waves of his lust, drawing upon his desire for her, because she couldn't ride on the nonexistent mate bond. She eventually pulled away from him, breathless. His eyes searched hers, hungrily. She smiled, happy with the response she seemed to have evoked in him. "Don't stop," Jamie wh