his fierce pursuit of the goal, but her body was undulating to a different tune. His index finger dipped into her and then pulled back out, he added a second to it and then a third on the push. Charlie bit down on her lip to stop from screaming as he pummelled her, the juice soon running down his fingers and slipping past and onto her thighs. He looked up to see her face, a mixture of pleasure and pain etched in her smooth skin. When her eyelids closed he swapped his fingers for the smoother texture of his tongue and lips.
Her clitoris was easy to find, standing erect to his first flick as he sucked it into his mouth. Charlie found her fingers digging into his broad shoulders, her orgasm building like a tower of bricks. Zach felt this and knew he wanted to feel this when he was fully inside her. He pulled back for a second before slowly inching his cock inside her, each small stroke a strain for him and another step closer to her submission. Then as each thrust got faster and stronger he could hear the shouts of the countdown to midnight begin.
Charlotte just heard the first chime of midnight before her tower shattered, like a wrecking ball hitting its target. She gasped, swore then screamed at him
“Harder” she cried, in a voice that she hardly recognised as her own. The skin of her hips felt bruised against his body, his hands had hers pinned above her head. For a final time their mouths collided as he throbbed inside her, letting his spunk fill her and stifle her muscle spasms around his length. He groaned and collapsed onto her with the twelfth chime leading into joyful cheers and shouts below.
They lay sated on the sofa for a few minutes, before Zach stood up, reached and drained his glass
“You'd better get dressed, it was your Mum on the phone she's going to be picking you up” he paused and glanced at his Rolex watch “She said twelve thirty, apparently something important has come up”
“What?” Charlie asked, her stomach doing a flip, flop manoeuvre as she grabbed her dress.
“I'll go and find your friend. There's a small bathroom through there” he motioned to the door opposite the one they had entered through.
Charlotte watched him casually pull on his trousers and slid into his jumper that was on the opposite end of the sofa. She clung to her dress, suddenly shy and desperately insecure about what had happened. She had only ever found kisses, hugs and words of endearment after making love with Mitchell . Zac h had done none of that in the aftermath. With his fingers on the door handle he turned to look at her.
“My naughty, sexy new year girl Charlotte, I hope to see all of you again real soon”
In the small bathroom Charlie had a quick wash down and then peeped into the bathroom cabinet and found some deodorant and a small bottle of perfume, along with other women's toiletries. Who did they belong too? How many girls had Zach slept with? Was she no different to them just another notch on his bedpost another conquest in his black book? Her mind shifted to the present as she pulled her dress back on and felt her stomach somersault again. The room was slowly spinning as she rushed to the basin and threw up.
She rinsed her mouth and then found her shoes and slipped them back on before heading for the door and stairs to the lobby area. Snuggling into her new velvet coat she waited for Zach to appear with Julia but in the end it was only her friend that arrived.
“What's up? An d wher e were you at midnight?”
“Uh, I was with Zach when Mum phoned to say she needed to pick us up”
Julia watched the colour drain completely from her friends face.
“Oh god, you don't think something awful has happened to James or even Mitchell” Julia said, her voice trailing off at Charlotte's distress.
Before Charlie could reply they saw her Mum's car pull up outside the club. Charlotte did one final glance around to see if she could see Zach but the beat was thumping in the