Even In Pieces [bxb]

Chapter 29

Everett

Time has never passed more slowly than it is right now as I am making my way to the hotel. I rush over to my room that I share with Pierce, who told me that he would rather drink horse piss than be in that room while both Zachary and I are there. Opening the door, I see Zachary sitting on my bed. He looks up and smirks when he sees me. He stands up, and I let my gaze drift over him as he is still wearing my jersey.

“I am wearing your name just as you'd wanted, asshole. Look your fill now cuz never again am I doing this.” He says as I drop my bag on the floor and make my way to him.

“Never say never,” I say.

Zachary grins. “You have got that look on your face. Like you think I hung the moon and the stars and invented orgasms.”

I snort at him, not being able to deny that seeing him in my jersey really is doing all sorts of shit to me. Who'd have thought? He takes two strides, extinguishing any space between us. The predatory gleam in his eyes nearly made my knees buckle.

“You made me wear it, so I think it's your duty to get me out of it too, if you want it back that is.” He slips his hand under my shirt, drawing patterns on my lower back. A thrill shoots through my whole body. He pulls me closer and then does some ninja shit, and I was on the bed, flat on my back. I loved it when he got like this.

I grab the hem of his shirt as he straddles over me and pulls it off of him. “I think I have done my duty pretty well.” I grin.

Zachary smirks down and me pulls my shirt off too. “So much better.”

He traces his fingers down my chest, to my abs and then to the waistband of my pants, his eyes tracing the path of his hand. He looks back, meeting my eyes with that burning Embers. God, he was so beautiful. So beautiful because I love him. I meet his eyes with the same desire coiling in my chest. That undid us both, and we clawed our clothes off so fast I didn't even notice to breathe. I laid there on my back with Zachary looming over me.

“You're breathless, and we haven't even done anything yet.” Zachary grins down at me, mischievously.

“Are you going to waste time just talking or are you actually going to do something.”

“I don't know Everett, I think you like talking to me. Maybe I should take my time.” Zachary drawls with that damn arrogance that I used to hate.

“You piece of shit.” I grit through my teeth. I grab his neck and pull him down to me for a kiss. Dragging my hands down his back, I feel his muscles flex. He kisses my neck and then nips. I move my head back to give him more space.

“I think I am losing my mind.” Zachary whispers.

“I think that ship sailed a long time ago.”

He bites my shoulder blade then, and I clutch onto his shoulders. “As long as you are losing yours too. With me,” he says.

We kiss again and then again. So much that I think Zachary imprinted himself in my bones through his lips. Something as huge as the world meant nothing to me as he grounded me while driving me absolutely crazy. Only he has ever been able to do that.

Losing myself to him is like seeing the world from space. So beyond everything that I could ever imagine.

And to feel this, I will lose my everything to him.