Zack Apologises

“The Lisa situation?” Ashley echoed Zack’s words, wondering if this was going to the moment where he finally, officially, dumped her for his ex-girlfriend, ending their barely week-long romance.

“Yeah, I want to apologise for this morning,” Zack clarified earnestly. “I should never have accused you of doing something like this to Lisa.”

“Apologise…” Ashley repeated his words again, this time out of shock, blinking as she let the words set in. When she’d set out to clear her name and prove she had nothing to do with the frame up of Lisa Rivera, she never expected Zack to actually turn around and apologise. And certainly not yet, not before anything had even been proven.

“Yeah, I was wrong,” Zack admitted. “And moreover, I was wrong to say it. I was just feeling helpless and frustrated, and I took that out on you. For that, I want to say I’m sorry.”

“Thank you,” Ashley found the words, her own words, to reply, smiling gratefully at her feet. “It hurt that you of all people would believe that I was capable of something like this. But I appreciate you coming to me and apologising.”

“Yesterday just got in my head. After all the games, you setting me up with Lisa, Lisa using it against you, and the fight/sex, when she got arrested, it just felt like it must be another part of the game. I think I wanted it to just be another game gone wrong because then it would be easy. It’d be fixable,” Zack explained, rubbing his head and brushing his hair back. “But it wasn’t fair on you, to try and use you as a scapegoat for my denial.”

Ashley nodded, understanding. “I know I like to play games, but I know where the line is. But I think you were right too, you know, I do get excited by the games, creating these situations that just end up getting out of control. Today is the first day I wasn't tempted into having sex with anyone and it’s because I was so focused and enthralled by this case with Lisa. How fucked up is it that I need something to distract me, or I’ll go off having sex? It sounds like I have the attention-span of a gnat.”

“I don’t think I was right to say that either, Ash,” Zack insisted. “I was upset because you didn’t listen to me when I said I didn’t want to be set up with Lisa, and because being with Lisa again like that brought up a lot of old feelings. Giving us this space was meant to help me decide what I wanted as much as it was for you.”

“And have you?” Ashley asked softly, and when Zack looked at her, she added, “decided?”

Zack paused, swallowing hard, then shook his head. Ashley let out a breath, unsure if she was relieved or disappointed.

“Today has just been so…disorientating,” Zack said, smiling weakly. “I haven’t have much time to think. Between Lisa getting arrested, Kurt disappearing and then there’s the thing with my mother…”

“Your mother?” Ashley tilted her head and frowned, remembering the full bodied brunette doctor that had been at the cabin last night. She only vaguely remembered the woman through the haze of drunken lustfulness that followed.

“Yeah, you won’t know this but…last night when my mum was here, while we were searching for Victoria in the park, Heather and I found my mum and her dad fucking in a cave. And that’s not even the most shocking part,” He said as he watched Ashley’s jaw drop. “Robert said he wished they’d never stopped eighteen years ago.”

Ashley’s eyes widened even further than they already had. “You mean Robert Ravers is your father?”

“Ssssh, keep it down,” Zack waved at her to keep her voice low. “I don’t want the whole cabin to know, at least not yet. And it’s not even a sure thing. But that’s why I went to see her in town today. To get all the details and to take a paternity test.”

“Holy shit, Zack, this is huge,” Ashley said, her voice still too loud. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“Because it took me a while to get my own head around it,” Zack replied, grimacing. “And like I said, I didn’t know for sure.”

“Well, Heather knew,” She watched Zack, feeling like there was something he wasn’t telling her. Shrewdly, she asked, “Did Lisa know?”

“Uh…”

Ashley’s eyes narrowed, clearly understanding Zack’s hesitation to be a yes. With an irritated pout, she made to storm out of the kitchen, but Zack threw out an arm, grabbing her by the waist and keeping her from leaving.

“Listen, I came here to apologise, so let’s just throw this on the pile, alright? I’m sorry. Lisa noticed something was upsetting me on the way home from the caves and she encouraged me to talk with my mother. If we’d been on better talking terms yesterday, I’d have absolutely told you,” Zack desperately elaborated. “But I shouldn’t have told Lisa and not you. I should have kept it between me and Heather until I was ready to tell both of you.”

“Well, I suppose after all you’ve forgiven me for, I can let this slide,” Ashley relaxed, no longer trying to leave, though Zack’s hand remained on her waist. “This whole you apologising to me thing is a pleasant change of pace, admittedly.”

“Hm, well, maybe I should apologise more thoroughly…” Zack said suggestively, tightening his hold on Ashley’s waist as he pulled her closer to him.

“Apologise more thoroughly?” Ashley managed to say moments before Zack hoisted her onto the counter, making her yelp slightly. “What are you doing?”

“Apologising,” He insisted, looking deep into her blue eyes as he ran his hands up along her bare thighs, underneath her skirt, pushing her smooth legs wider.

His hands slid along the tops of her thighs, then curved around the outside as they came to the top of her legs, fingers gazing along her hip bone as he moved his hands beneath, lifting her legs up. Her skirt naturally rode up, hitching up around her ass and giving a clear, unexposed view of her black thong, the same black thong he’d remembered seeing her put on this morning. His cool blue eyes stared into hers as he leaned in and kissed the inside of her knee. She watched as he moved down, planting a trail of hot, wet kisses along her inner thigh, tantalisingly drifting towards her panty clad pussy.

“This is how you should have apologised all those times you messed up,” Zack advised her between kisses, his kisses drawing ever nearer to the hot, wet centre. “Instead of making us even with other girls, you should have just given me you.”

“Ah, maybe I’ll have to mess up again so that I can apologise properly next time,” she teased, her voice rapidly becoming breathless and dripping with lust. At the same time she felt her pussy grow flush, dampening the dark material of her underwear. “But, ah, what about Lisa? You haven’t decided.”

“It’s just an apology,” Zack assured her, his kissed now on her inner most thigh, right next to her glowing hot pussy, locked away behind the thin, flimsy material of her thing. “And I haven’t decided yet, which means we’re still dating. And what’s wrong with eating your girlfriend out in the kitchen?”

Ashley bit her lip, watching as Zack’s hands on the thighs, slid around to her buttcoks, lifting her up off of the counter as his fingers pushed the skirt over the swell of her ass, allowing the dress to roll right up until it bunched up around her waist completely. He hooked his fingers into her thong and pulled them away from her pussy as he gently lowered her back to the counter, then tugging the panties all the way off and tossing them aside. Her breath deepened with anticipation as Zack, eyes still on hers, lowered his mouth between her legs again.

Ashley shuddered and sighed when Zack’s lips make contact with her soft, shaven cunt. His mouth moved up, focusing on her clit first of all, his tongue alternating between flicking at her hard, sensitive nub, and licking in circles around it. Both had the profound and intense affect of making her gasp, and making her pussy even wetter than it already was. Zack moved down, pressing his tongue against her sodden, leaking hole, and lapped upwards pulling all of her sweet juices on to his tongue. A noise down the hallway startled Ashley, and she looked to the doorway, even though Zack never ceased his licking.

“Zack, oh fuck, Zack, what if we get caught?” Ashley groaned, though her hand dropped to his head, wrapping her fingers in his soft, dark hair. “Anyone could talk in at any moment and see us.”

“I thought being seen turned you on,” Zack teased, eliciting a whimper from the blonde above as he pulled his tongue from between her labia, if only for a moment. “At least, that’s how you enticed me back in the forest all those many days ago.”

Ashley moaned, low and needy, as she was reminded of her blowjob with Brandon, the same blowjob she’d noticed Zack watching and pulled down her shorts, baring her ass and pussy to the man who’s mouth was currently between her legs. The mere memory of that instigating moment between Zack and her had her pussy overflowing, the outpouring of fluids soaking Zack’s tongue. He lapped it up like a thirsty dog before moving his tongue lower, right over her hole and pressing in to her pussy proper.

The penetration of her intimate hole by Zack’s tongue immediately made Ashley gasp and writhe, arching her back and pressing her crotch harder against his face. His tongue stabbed into her, pushing her sticky nectar out into his mouth as it jammed inside. Her pussy twitched, the inner walls tightening around his tongue as it thrusted rhythmically inside her, coupled with her elated cries. Though she tried to remain quiet, every time she felt Zack’s tongue re-enter her pussy, a loud, happy moan rose up out of her lungs of which she had no control over.

Zack upped the ante, wrapping his arm around her leg, resting her elevated thigh upon his shoulder as he reached around and placed his hand upon her mound, just above her pussy lips. With his thumb, he pressed against her clit, rolling it around on her fingertip. Ashley gasped at the added contact, her body jerking forward at the sudden additional contact. The combination of his fingers on her clit and his tongue in her pussy felt exquisite, the pleasure building and building until her body couldn’t contain it anymore.

“Ah, Zah-Zack, fuck, yes, fuck, you’re gonna, AH, gonna make me cum, yes, make me cum, AH, make me cum on your tongue,” Ashley sang, her voice increasing in volume as her body raced towards her impending climax. Even though she sensed it coming, the intensity of the euphoria struck her hard and she began to scream as her pussy spasmed around his tongue. “FUCK, YES, I’M CUMMING.”

Ashley kept screaming as she kept cumming, her words dissolving into a incoherent roar as Zack continued to lap at her pussy and rub her clit, prolonging as her orgasm as long as possible. Her pussy rewarded him by flooding his tongue with an abundance of her juices, not squirting but simply pouring it out into his mouth, the excess running over his bottom lip and dripping from his chin.

He kept it going until Ashley was too sensitive and sore to take anymore. He withdrew his tongue and took a step back, her legs falling limply to the counter, feet dangling over the edge, as she slumped backwards. She looked at him with glassy eyes and watched him smile proudly as he wiped his face with a paper towel.

“Fuck, Zack,” she mumbled. “You are definitely forgiven.”