A kiss

Zack stared down into Hannah’s eyes, as if he hadn’t heard what she asked him. Even after her sexy display, he had never entertained the thought that something else could come out of it. It was surreal to think that Hannah could actually descend down to his level.

“Zack?” Hannah snapped him out of his trance, smiling as she imagined the rollercoaster of emotions going through his head at that very moment.

At her prodding, Zachary finally made a decision, a very easy one if he recalled for how long he wanted what he guessed she was offering. "For real?" He asked and the blonde nodded with a smile. He swallowed hard and his eye met hers once again. "Honestly, I'd be happy with what I wanted when I was twelve all the way to when I was sixteen, a kiss," He said, hesitating for a brief second. “Not like the one you gave me when I broke my leg years ago, a real kiss.”

Hannah raised an eyebrow. "A kiss?" She asked in surprise. "That's it?"

Zack nodded with an apprehensive look on his face. Hannah smiled again, that was definitely the sweet little guy who was always glued to Taylor and her. Glancing down at his impressive tent once again, Hannah suddenly got curious about what her friend's brother was capable of. She lifted her greyish blue eyes to his icy blue ones and grinned. "Then kiss me, Zachary."

His eyes widened in disbelief for a few seconds, but then he closed his eyes and slowly leaned down, Hannah's soft lips brushing against his. His heart thundered in his chest as their mouths began to move together, tentatively tasting each other's lips.

"I can't believe it!" He shouted in his head. "It must be a dream, or the Twilight Zone. Yeah, that must be it, I stepped into Twilight Zone when I entered this room."

Zack's arms slowly went up, his hands reaching up to Hannah's waist. Her hands touched his chest and her lips parted as an invitation to a deeper kiss. Zack hungrily accepted it and slid his tongue into her mouth, finding hers and coaxing it to a battle.

Hannah was pleased by his eagerness, Zack clearly was amazed by her and probably had dreamed about this moment. She wanted to smile into their kiss, she wasn't about to let his adoration for her be in vain.

Zack was on fire, his cock twitching at the need to feel his first crush's incredible body against his. He gently pulled her to him, her soft breasts squeezing between their chests as his arms wrapped around her waist and her hands began to play with his short dark hair.

Before Zack could fully wrap his mind around what was happening, air became a necessity and the kiss was broken. He remained with his eyes closed and a dopey little smile on his lips as Hannah pulled away.

The blonde smiled at seeing the effect that the kiss had on the younger guy. She chuckled.

”Oh, my God!” Zack’s brain was on the verge of a shutdown.

“Zack?”

”I’ve kissed Hannah!”

“Zachary!”

”And she let me!”

“Zachary Walter Bishop!”

Hearing his full name, something only his mother and Taylor used when they were mad at him, made Zack return to Earth at last. He looked down to see Hannah grinning wickedly at him. “Sorry.” He smiled sheepishly.

It’s okay,” The older girl replied. “Did you like it?”

Zack snorted. “If I liked it?” He asked in an incredulous voice. “Hannah, that kiss is a serious contender for best moment of my entire life!”

Hannah chuckled at his overenthusiasm. “I’m glad, then,” She said, once again amazed at how much her friend’s younger brother seemed to like and admire her. A thoughtful look came over her face as she seemed to consider something. “You know what, Zack?” She inquired, another big grin adorning her lips. “Sit down on that couch.”

Zack raised an inquisitive eyebrow. “Why?”

“I have another reward for you!” The blonde replied as she turned around to walk over to the room’s door.

The blue-eyed young man then shrugged and obeyed her request, sitting on the black leather couch near the pool table. He watched as Hannah locked the door and walked back to stand directly in front of him, between the couch and the table.