[a/n: Just a quick thank you to all you beautiful people for the constant comments, feedback and votes! This chapter has taken me a while to write just because I couldn't grasp the flow correctly. Hopefully I've done nailed it.. In more ways then one 😜]
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I went from knocking to actually working my foot against his door all whilst shouting at him to open up right now.

Cece opened the door and stepped aside "Kitchen." Was her only word before leaving the house.

I'd probably have to apologise to her now for my behaviour, but he had overstepped a mark.

I walked in to find him with a smirk on his face, before I pummelled his face in I had to do one thing.

I picked up a tennis ball and threw it down the hall closing Gracie out the kitchen, she didn't want to see me kick his ass.

"Maria, it's so nic-"

"Cut the fucking shit! How dare you even use something like that against me?!" I shouted.

"It worked a treat." He smirked.

"You're sick!"

"I don't think I am. I'm worried for yo-"

"Don't you dare make out you're concerned for anyone but yourself. But I see you now, all this weekend the nicey nice Zak that was coming through occasionally. The one who gave me a pair of shorts and brought me a hot chocolate. That wasn't a friendly gesture.. It was all in simply thinking I had a death sentence!"

He rolled his eyes "You're so dramatic, nobody can be nice to you without there being an ulterior motive. Can they?"

"Have told Aaron?!" I growled.

"No!"

"I don't believe you. Promise me on Gracie."

Zak glared at me as I folded my arms, "Nothing to worry about if you've told the truth." I added.

"I swear." He growled through gritted teeth.

"Good! And it's going to stay like that! Because it has nothing to do with you!"

"Not going to tell Aaron?" He asked.

"What part of nothing to do with you don't you understand?!" I fumed.

"He has the right to know!" Zak raised his voice.

"No! No he's doesn't because it's nothing to do with him either! And you have no idea what you're even talking about!"

"You have a lump!"

"No! No I don't!" I shouted. My heart was picking up and my breathing was off.

"Stop lying!" Zak shouted at me again.

"I'M NOT!" I screamed.

"Then I'll ring Aaron!" He answered picking up his phone. I went over grabbing it from his hand and disconnecting the call.

I slammed his phone down on the side glaring at him.

"Keep your fucking nose out of my business." I growled.

"Or what? What are you going to do? You're going to need someone to look out for you. Aaron seemed to be besotted with you so why not let it be him?!"

"Aaron's not besotted with me and because it's nobody's business."

Zak laughed shaking his head "Wake up Maria?! He dotes on you hand and foot! You're stringing him along like a dog! You don't want him but you're giving him just enough attention to keep in interested!"

"I'm not doing anything!"

"So cuddling into him, wearing his clothes, letting him play with your hair?! That's not leading him on?!" He shouted.

I stepped back and let out a laugh "No way.. You're jealous?"

"I'm not." He answered sharply.

"You are.. You're jealous of mine and Aaron's friendship."

"Friendship? Don't make me lau-"

"Listen to yourself. You're jealous because no woman can see past your macho bullshit apart from me. I see you for the desperate attention seeking brat you really are under that muscle!"

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME!" He boomed in my face and pushed me aside grabbing his phone.

I grabbed it as well causing us to fight over it.

"You're not ringing him!"

"Get off me you psycho bitch!"

"Put it down Zak!" I struggled.

It fell out his hand and across the work top causing both of us to stop. I panted at the effort I had put in but he seemed fine..

Steroid riddled mother fuc-

His hand grabbed my throat pulling me into him and his mouth. I shoved him away hard and wiped my mouth.

Glaring at him my eyes feel to his lips, and traveled up to his eyes which were almost confused. I angrily grabbed his face in my hands, I could feel his flushed cheeks from our struggle. Not waiting for a response I kissed him back, at first there was resistance against his lips. I could almost feel him frowning confused at the change of direction. I broke away looking at him, his eyes were still open.

"If you're going to kiss someone do it properly." I muttered dropping my hands.

He rose from the stool towering over me, nearly a foot taller than me I began to realise how stupid I was for challenging him at anything. He could destroy me in a single heartbeat. His arms would reach the phone and call Aaron, I wouldn't be able to jump high enough if he did.

His hands grabbed my face replicating my move pulling me into my tiptoes he returned it.

"Like that?" He asked.

"B-better. It's.. Fuck it." I breathed pulling on the scruff of his shirt, I brought him down to my level.

Our mouths moved in sync with each others when suddenly it didn't feel enough. I pushed him back against the side causing him to growl deeply, from the ticking I realised it was the oven and the growl was most likely from the oven knobs sticking into his back. But he didn't move so I tiptoed up and leaning into his body trying to get more from him. I moaned at the lack of response ready to stop, when his hand grabbed a handful of my hair under the bun. I gasped at how it burned my scalp but his tongue filled the gap between my lips quickly devouring my mouth. I felt us moving along the floor, my feet clumsily back stepping until I hit into what felt like the fridge.

I ran my hands up his from his nipped hips to his broad chest. Steroids or not this was something I want to touch without the separation of cloth. I felt Zak's fingers brush my hips with his fingertips setting my skin alight. My fingers found the soft part of his hair that he hadn't gelled because of it being on the nape of his neck. I grabbed his hair creating a fist and a growl rise from his chest.

I let out a squeal when he picked me up holding me against the fridge, his hands held my backside leaving my legs to dangle over his hips.

I pulled away to take a lung full of air before smashing my mouth back against his, nipping his lip.

My fingers massaged the muscle between his shoulder and neck that he had formed from lifting.

I felt the air whip past as Zak spun us around, placing me on a work top I pushed items back carelessly when Zak swiped everything on the floor with force.

His phone was amongst it.

I giggled pulling him back to my mouth and trailing my hands down to his belt.. His forehead pushed into mine and eyes looked down watching my hands.

"Maria." He whispered huskily.

"Stop me then." I whispered back challenging him.

"No. But not here."

I looked up in time to see a shoulder being put into my waist and I was hoisted over his shoulder.

I wasn't angry with him anymore I jus wanted a release and he fitted the bill for doing just that.

Being tossed over his shoulder I landed on the bed bouncing slightly from the recoil of the mattress springs.

"Now would be the time to stop." He warned.

"You talk to much." I answered  jump into my knees grabbing his belt and tugging him into me. I pushed his top up and off him placing kisses on his chest.

"We probably shouldn't." He whispered pulling my hair gently.

"No strings.. Just fuck me." I breathed before biting his nipple.

"Fuck." I heard him sigh.

"Ask me." He grunted making me look up from his belt.

"Please fuc-" I was cut off from almost being speared down onto the bed.

Our clothes came off quickly leaving me in my underwear.

Thank god for good taste... Thank god for black lace.

"Fuck you should look like this more often." He glowered at me.

"What a mess?"

"A hot fucking mess." He corrected blanketing his body over mine.

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I lost all sense when he began, if I wasn't on my back, I was on my side, if not my side, then my front.

I couldn't keep up with him, hell at times I didn't even know where I was!

It wasn't until we both finished and collapsed onto the bed covered in sweat that I was finally able to breath.

My body felt completely weightless, fuzzy, exhausted and still trembled occasionally.

"Woah." I sighed with relief.

I heard Zak laugh softly and tossed a sheet over us. "New record.. An hour."

An hour?!

No wonder I was exhausted!

"What would Aaron think of us?" He laughed softly.

Oh god Aaron!

I looked over after my breathing got back to normal to find him sound asleep.

Looking at him and still having 'What would Aaron think?' Playing over in my mind I slipped out of bed quietly.

I collected my clothes and picked up my phone..

I needed some insurance, I pushed my mouth to the side and looked at Zak.

I left his house dressed, confident and freshly f*cked.

I'm going to hell.