number sixty nine // edited

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i stared up at the man in-front of me, i was still on my knees making him feel his best.

he knotted his hands into my curls and pushed my head forward. i continued my work.

he likes to control me.

i like it.

he pushed my head forward and backwards, he knows exactly what he wants and of course i'll give him exactly what he wants.

zac moaned quietly, this made is all better.

after a few minutes he pulled my head back, allowing me to breathe, he then stood me up and pushed me back onto the bed.

his head where it belongs. fuck, it feels so good.

fuck.. fuck fuck..

sometimes i wonder why i don't take off my binder for things like this. it sometimes hurts but the heat of the moment doesn't let me focus on the pain.

his tongue, his hands.. him.

nothing could ruin this moment at all..

my phone began to rang. hayley's ringtone played. i stretched my arm out to silence it.

zac pushed it away from my hands, pinning my hands over my head.

again, making me feel like i'm on cloud nine..

oh fuck..

i could hear small chuckles come from his lips, hard breaths, moans. he's so hot..

my own breaths and moans mixing with his.

"zac i'm gonna-.."

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