"Emma, please..don't cry.." he soothed. "It's alright, baby..." "Zac..." she didn't know what else to say as she looked up at him. His warm, brown eyes showed so much love and concern for her that she felt like a knife was twisting in her chest. "Come on. Let's walk.." he said and got out of the car, then helped her out. They walked down the beach and watched the waves break against the shore, Zac unwilling to let go of Emma's hand for even a second. Neither of them spoke as they stood on the beach, mesmerized by the gently lapping waves. Emma continued to torture herself silently while Zac wondered what in her life could be so awful that she felt she needed to hide it from him. There was something she wasn't telling him, but he told himself he would wait until she was ready. Still silent, Zac tugged Emma by the hand a short way down the beach. He stopped when he found a stretch, between two really old beach houses, that was a bit larger than the spaces between most of them along this beach. He sat down in the sand and pulled her gently down with him. They sat a while longer, both with their knees against their chests and their arms around their knees. Emma stole a quick glance at him and held her breath. His face was lighted by the moon and the ever constant sea breeze blew his hair gently off his face. Tears filled her eyes again as she took in every detail of the way he looked right now, making sure to store it deep in her heart and mind, for later, when that would be all she had. Zac felt her intense gaze and looked over at her. He smiled sweetly, but it quickly faded when he realized she was close to tears again. "Emma..." he groaned, put his arm around her, and pulled her against him. She sunk into him, letting him gather her up and envelop her in his strong embrace, silently wishing they could stay like that forever. Zac moved behind her, wrapping his body completely around hers. He rested his head on her shoulder, she covered his hands with hers. "Em.." he whispered in her ear. She almost didn't hear it over the sound of the surf. She turned her head slightly to look at him, but his lips met hers and she was instantly on fire. She turned her whole body toward him, until she was facing him, slipped her arms around his neck and let her hands comb through his long silky hair. Both of them were breathing more heavily, Emma letting him part her lips and find her tongue. She opened further to him, needing to feel every sensation he could evoke in her, subconsciously storing every single touch in her memory. Zac let his fingers rake through Emma's soft curls as he kissed her more passionately, making sure she knew how much he wanted her, needed to feel her next to him, to run his hands over her smooth, bare skin. He moved his mouth to her neck and shoulders, pushing the tiny straps down and out of his way. Emma's head was spinning and she was already gasping for breath, as she felt his lips graze her nipple through the fabric of her tank top and her skimpy bra. He slowly pulled her arm out of the straps and bared one soft, round breast, taking the strained nipple between his fingers and rolling it gently. Emma sighed pleasurably as he cupped it in his hand, flicking his thumb over the nipple as he bared her other breast, cupping it in his large, warm hand. He lowered his head and she stood taller on her knees so he could suck gently on her nipples as he fondled her more firmly. Her head dropped back and she moaned, then pulled his shirt off over his head. He took it from her and laid it out on the sand, then leaned over her, pushing her back onto the shirt. He tugged her top and bra down around her waist and lowered his mouth to her heaving breasts. She arched her back and moaned as his long, soft hair caressed one nipple while he licked and sucked at the other one. "Zac..." she breathed, "god...mmm...." She raked her fingertips along the strong muscles that ran paralell with his spine. "Mmmm.." he moaned in response, his mouth still closed around her nipple, both hands cupping the breast he was intent on exploring. He moved to the other one, each flick of his tongue over her sensitive nipple travelling through her body, causing her to move her hips as the pulse ended between her legs. "Zac...wait.." she told him softly, caressing his cheek and tracing his full lips, still attached to her nipple, with her fingertips. "Something wrong?" he asked, his voice low and concerned. She shook her head no, and nudged him onto his back.

Zac now occupied the space on his t-shirt that she had recently vacated. He laced his fingers together and rested his head on the palms of his hands while he watched Emma gracefully peel the remainder of her clothing from her body. She stood before him, in her extremely tiny black lace panties and he held his breath. He watched intently as she readjusted her bra, pulling the straps back up on her shoulders, but loosening the front hook, so her breasts spilled out over the tops of the cups. She straddled his hips and kissed him plunging her tongue in his mouth and flicking her fingertips over his male nipples. "Emmm.." he moaned as her mouth travelled over his neck, shoulders and chest. He reached up and cupped her breasts, rolling and pinching her nipples as she undid the buttons on his jeans. She tucked her hands into the waistband and tugged them off his hips enough to free his thick, swollen shaft. She closed her hand around it and pumped it, rubbing the head of it against her breasts. "Oh god Em.." he breathed and lifted his hips, thrusting into her hand making sure to graze the head of his cock against her incredibly soft skin, grazing the nipple with the tip. She watched the looks of pleasure that flowed across his face, until she thought she felt what he was feeling. He was moaning softly, calling her name, his hips coming up off the t-shirt as he thrusted harder into her hands and against her breasts. When she felt she couldn't wait another second to have him inside her he moaned loudly, "Emmmmaa...baby...uhh...I want to be inside you...oh...Emmmm..." She leaned down and kissed his neck and shoulders as she postioned herself above him. She pulled her tiny panties aside and rubbed the head of his cock against her swollen clit. "Emmm...oh...." he breathed as she slowly sank down onto him, making sure to feel every large inch of him. "Zaaaaac..." she groaned as he pushed himself slowly inside her farther, his fingers digging into the soft curves of her hips. One or two strokes later, he was slickened enough with her juices that they began to move more quickly. Emma moved on and off of him, losing herself in the feel of his hands and mouth all over her and he groaned and grunted in pleasure, thrusting to meet her. Zac's whole body tingled as she slipped on and off him, keeping her body low so he could suck at her full breasts while she ground her clit against his lower belly. She rode him faster, spurred on by his grunts and looks of almost painful ecstacy that crossed his face in the dim moonlight. His hands gripped her hips tightly as he arched his back and bit his lip. "Zac...mmm...uuuhhh...." she moaned, feeling the heatwave start in her center and begin to spread. "Emma...ohgod..baby..." he panted as the fire burned in the pit of his stomach, then pooled in his balls, making his toes curl. He reached up and took a handful of her silky curls and pulled her head down, taking her whole mouth, his desperate kiss intensifying the waves that began to wash over her, mercilessly, like the surf against the shore in a storm. As she heard herself cry out, Zac suddenly began to thrust harder and faster, keeping his hands firmly rooted in her curls. "Emmm.....uh....you....uhh...so hard...came so hard..." he moaned and panted. "Zac....Zac...ZAAAAAC..." she groaned and rested her forehead on his chest as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her relentlessly once again. She felt herself tighten on him and managed to raise her head to see his face as her body shook and sucked him in hard.

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