I snatched my hand from the warmth of his and pulled my legs up on the couch to protect them from his shameless caresses.

Zack chuckled getting up. His face bore a teeny naughtiness, reminding me of my past self...how I acted around Jack, but mine was in secrecy.
"I go for the bath."

"Mh!" I agreed gathering my body on the left corner of the couch.

I pretended to ignore his presence and shifted my attention to drinking some more water. But that didn't drive him away as I had hoped. The man lingered around for about thirty seconds, chuckled, and then walked off.

My eyes flew to his back as he approached the hallway. Only then did I notice that the gray t-shirt he was wearing looked like someone my Jack would have loved.
Jack...
The thought of him sent painful stabs in my heart.

I had hidden from such pain for an entire week. I knew that I'd have to face it soon, but...not yet.
I wanted to live in this cocoon for a little longer until I'd stop reasoning with my broken heart.

I pressed a hand on my chest and closed my eyes.
It still hurt.

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My muscles felt a lot better after the bath. He had gone an extra mile to add lavender, which calmed not only my body, but my soul as well.

*Knock-knock*

I heard Zack's voice from afar but not what he was saying. He was probably knocking on the bedroom door.
He must have opened the door after my silence replied to his knocking.
After a minute or so, the bedroom door gave a little bang as it shut, leading me to believe that he had left.

I stood up in the tub, not wanting to soak myself any further and cause a slight mutation on my skin. Ha!

With a towel wrapped around my chest, I stepped out of the bathroom, my vision cut in half by the second towel I was using to dry my hair.
My steps were lazy and relaxed.
Not like I had anything better to do.
It was going to be another normal quiet day indoors with Zack acting as his usual perverted self.

"Now...time for-"

"Aaah!" I screamed hopping to the side and slamming the side of my body against the wall. Pain erupted from under the skin of my bare arm, but it went unnoticed due to the shock pulsating in my heart.

"Quite jumpy you are," Zack teased, earning my full attention, glares and all.

He was standing by the balcony door, his body half hidden by the drawn curtains.

Wearing only a black t-shirt and a pair of boxers, Zack emerged from his position and began walking across the room and straight toward me.
"Stay back!" I ordered thrusting my left hand in his direction. "I do not require any further assistance right now Zack. Just go to your roo-"

"Lay down and let me give you a massage."

"I don't need it!"

My throat was growing dry and my knees were losing energy with each passing second that Zack stared right into my eyes.
He wasn't listening to me.
The look of defiance in his eyes made me feel the air of dominance he was emitting.
It was scary. But not in a bad way.
It scared me because my heart was rejoicing at the sight of this side of his that reminded me of my Jack.

But....he wasn't Jack. He was Zack the evil brother.

"I'll use the collar if you don't lea-"

Zack laughed, mockery seeping from his pores as he took larger steps. And before I could come up with a better solution, my hands were gripped and swung up above my head.
A larger and warmer body came smothering over mine and his right knee was positioned right between my thighs.

I froze in an instant as my mind recollected itself to analyze the situation.
"Are you scared of me?"

"Let go, I don't feel like wasting time exchanging-"

He moved his knee up a little, diving under the towel. With our skins in direct contact, I couldn't help but freak out.
"Why have you stopped talking, hm?" He asked, his breaths falling on the bare skin of my neck. "Or do you want to use this collar?"

"Let go, Zack."

He chuckled.
The vibrations from his laugh left me breathless and questioning my sanity.
Why was my body reacting so warmly towards him and coldly towards Jack?
"You brought me here so you can tame me, right?" Zack whispered, brushing his sharp nose along the side of my neck. "Or is it because you-" his knee made a haste upward movement, pushing its way between my thighs, and boom... It finally reached its destination.

The air going through my nose suddenly felt insufficient, having me open my mouth just to supply more needed oxygen to counter the shock I was experiencing.

His knee... It had made firm contact with my pussy. It was pressing hard against my most cherished part of the body.
A part that had led me to make some silly mistakes.

My soft panting must have made me look and sound so pathetic.
Gawd!
I wanted to disappear into the wall so badly to escape the shame I had brought upon myself.

"It's so warm," Zack whispered.
His voice had changed. It sounded heavy and full of restraints. "Why is it so warm and...wet?"

"Let me-"

"Hush!"
He moved his head, brushing his soft lips along my jaw in the process. "Do you want me to remember?" He asked teasingly while his fingers entwined with mine, possibly preventing me from activating his collar.
Sly bastard.
"Because I certainly want to remember the forgotten past. I'm so curious as to what I did to you and your precious Jack."

"No!" I said breathlessly. "I want you to let go of me."

"But..." He rubbed his knee along my folds, teasing my clit and spreading my wetness all over.
My head fell forward, dark lust leaking even though my heart was purely against it.
'I have just broken up with Jack. And this, this is...this is...'
My thoughts were starting to grow mixed up.

"I can feel it, Annie. You want me to remember as well."

"Please, stop."

He laughed and then planted a kiss on my cheek. "You look gorgeous when you're not acting tough. This delicate side of you is such a turn-on little one. Ooooh?" He let a low groan sneak out of his lips, letting me know that he was growing aroused if not already.