Don't Talk To Strangers | BOOK 1

fifty seven

Elle McBriar
August 12th, 6 months and 33 days since the last zombie report

since so many of you got mad at me that there were no details... here you go you dirty whores, enjoy ;)

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Paxton stopped staring at my boobs and looked at me, eyes as wide as mine, "W-what did you just say?" He whispered.

All the air left my voice box as I tried to speak, "You heard me." I mumbled, looking down at my feet.

I turned around, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

Paxton's hands slid around my waist as he wrapped his arms around me. His fingers drumming on my stomach, "I love you too." He whispered into my neck, causing goosebumps to litter my skin. I turned around, pressing myself against him as he kissed me, his lips tangling with mine.

I moaned, the feel of him euphoric.

His hands went under my ass as he lifted me up, pushing me against the wall. He stood between my legs, his need for me pressing against my thigh.

I felt my confidence grow as I realised I had an affect on him. He growled against me as I grinded myself against him, a giggle leaving my mouth as he turned off the water.

"Elle please I- I need you." He said hungrily, opening the shower door.

The cold air hit my back as a towel was wrapped around me.

"Then take me." I whispered, my mouth speaking for my mind. His eyes widened a bit before he swallowed, "Are you sure?" Paxton asked me, gently stroking my cheek, "I'm sure." I smiled.

He smiled excitedly, pulling on his pants as he told me to sit tight, "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere." He said, kissing me 100 times before he ran out of the room.

I waited patiently, a giddy new feeling entering my system. I'm so glad I shaved last night.

He came back into the room with a row of silver shiny packaging. My smile faded a little bit as it read 'XL' but it came back when Paxton looked at me, "Is it a turn off to say that I'm nervous." Paxton said sheepishly, rubbing his hands together.

"Paxton." I said sternly, getting impatient, "Yes my darling."
"Shut up and have sex with me."
"Yes ma'am."

He lifted me by my thighs, instinctively wrapping my legs around his torso. I could feel his hands snaking around my waist as he held me in place. 

He kissed my lips, leaving me hot and breathless. I moaned, leaning my head to the side as he littered tiny kisses on the skin of my neck. 

"You smell so good." Paxton growled, squeezing my thighs. I moaned, tightening my grip around him as he pressed into me, pushing me into the wall behind us.

I gasped as I felt his fingers lift the hem of my shirt over my head, "Are you sure?" He said, looking me in the eye.

I nodded vigarously, seeing the light in his eye suddenly turn dark, "I've wanted to taste you for so long." 

His words alone sent me over the edge. I was dizzy, pleading for him. Pressing my knees together to hopefully release the ache between my legs.

I heard a wrapper and looked down, he was putting on a condom. This is really happening.

"Open your legs for me baby." He whispered, laying me down on the bed. I whined, opening my legs as he slid in between them, putting a hand on my face, "You're so gorgeous."