Tempest In A Teacup Chapter Twelve
Zac keeps good on his word about his lawyer because a few days after his drunken visit I have gotten a letter in the mail for a court ordered DNA test of River. A fucking court order. Zac is serious on taking River from me. As much as he loves me he really wants to suffer and as sad as it is a part of me understands it. He is just too pissed at me to do anything else except make me suffer no matter how much he loves me.
Laying the piece of paper down on the table I stand up and head for the door. All the kids except for Willa who Diana is keeping for the day are in school and right now I just need to get out of the house and clear my mind. I need to forget that Zac is being a douchebag right now to me.
Going to my car once I make it outside, I get in and start it up driving off. I know as soon as I start to head to the studio that it's a bad idea but I don't stop myself. I don't stop myself either when I get to the studio and park my car beside Taylor's own car. It's lunchtime so I don't expect to run into Zac right now. He is probably off at Taco Bueno or at home getting in an afternoon romp with Bethany. Zac used to love those afternoon sex sessions when we were in the beginning stages of our affair.
When I am inside I smile briefly at Jessica who is sitting at the desk. She returns the smile but hers isn't genuine. I am guessing she is pissed at me like most people are right now. Hell I am pissed at myself a majority of the time for doing shitty things that I think are right but that never stops me from doing them.
Making it to the offices I go inside but stop in my tracks when I see Zac sitting in his office chair working away at his computer. He turns his head slightly pausing from typing on the keyboard as he looks at me a glare forming on his face. "What are you doing here?" he asks clearly seeming annoyed by my presence.
"I came to see Taylor," I shrug before shutting the door behind me. "I thought he was the only one here because I didn't see your truck or Isaac's car."
"I drove Bethany's car," Zac informs and I blush wishing I could pay more attention to what her car looks like half the time. "She needed the truck so I let her use it. Taylor and Isaac decided to car pool for lunch today."
Blushing more I look away from Zac, "Oh," I mutter as I turn to leave without speaking a word to him. Though I don't get far before I feel his hand grab my wrist and stop me from walking any farther. Turning I look at him curious wondering what he wants to say to me.
"Did you get the stuff from my lawyer?" he asks me and I nod my head.
"I got them," I speak feeling Zac let go of my wrist. "That was one reason why I came to talk to Taylor. I wanted to know what he plans on doing. I mean he is the one who doesn't want to lose River to you. I understand why you are doing this and in a weird way I accept it if making me hurt helps you."
Zac rolls his eyes as he looks down at me, "Hurting you isn't why I am doing this. I am doing this because I want my son, the son you kept from me and never told me about until recently. I want my son."
I bite my lip as he speaks. "I'd let you have rights to him Zac if that is what you wanted," I speak once he is done. "We wouldn't have to go to court. You could see him whenever you wanted and be in his life. You wouldn't have to try to get custody of him."
"But would he know me as his uncle or his father?" Zac asks a harshness to his voice. "It may hurt him to know he's been lied to Nat but I want him to know me as his father and that's what I want to accomplish from the court shit," he spits out before turning his back to me and going back to his seat.
This time I follow him coming to stop right by where he sits, "It will do more than hurt him. It will ruin him," I say knowing that he loves Taylor so much. To find out about this would devastate the child. A child who isn't even okay with me being in love Zac even if Zac is his favorite uncle. "But if you want to ruin him then go right ahead and do it Zachary."
Zac looks up at me glaring. I know he hates when someone calls him Zachary in a scolding tone like I just did. "Don't pin him being ruined on me Natalie," he bites back just as harsh. "I'm not the one who lied to him about his father. I'm not the one who had sex with a man who was too drunk to remember it the next day."
I feel like I have been slapped by the last words he says to me. He really is going to bring up the fact that I had sex with him while he was drunk? He may have been drunk but damn it he wanted it just as much if not more than I did. "I'm not the one who came onto a married woman when drunk," I spite out watching as he stands up again this time towering over me in his anger.
I expect him to say something but he doesn't. Instead he pulls me into a heated kiss which surprises me because I didn't expect to be kissed by him anytime soon. Not with him being so mad at me. Not with him hating me like he does now.
Kissing him back I relax slightly when he pushes me back against Taylor's desk, his hands finding their way into my hair as he deepens the kiss. It's after his hands have found my hair that I sit down on Taylor's desk kissing Zac harder as he finds his way between my legs.
Pulling away from the kiss after awhile I look up at Zac feeling confused, "You're mad at me," I state as if that should be reason enough for this to end right now.
"I've been mad at you before," Zac tells me as he leans down to kiss me again, his hands going to unbutton the button down shirt I had chose to wear today. It's one of the only shirts still fitting me right now.
Once the shirt is undone I pull away long enough to throw it to the floor. "Bethany?" I question remember him saying she had told him to get his shit together or she would leave. He said he hadn't wanted to lose her.
It's the mention of Bethany that makes Zac pause as if to think of a response. As if he is trying to find a reason to cheat on her with me. As if he is trying to find one good reason. It's then I realize she probably hasn't told him about her abortion yet even though I told her too.
"I still love you more," he whispers finally as he takes his own shirt off and kisses me again. I kiss him back again, letting my hands go to his jeans which I undo in a hurry. I am not sure how much time we have until his brother's get back but I want him. I need him and god damn it I am going to have him.
Pushing his jeans off along with his boxers I deepen the kiss as I lift my hips to help him remove my own pants and underwear. Luckily I had chose to wear a pair of loose fitting pants. Pants I am sure once belonged to Taylor. The only pair of loose fitting pants he owned.
Once I am naked I pull away from the kiss again looking at him. I want to make sure this is what he wants. That he wants to have sex with me right now. I know anger can just obscure thinking and he could be thinking with his little Zac and not his big Zac.
"Are you sure?" I ask him as I feel him line up with my opening as he pulls me a bit close to the edge of the desk. I can't help but moan when he runs his cock against my wet slit some. It feels really good, too good. I haven't actually had his cock inside of me since the day he fucked me when Bethany was going to shoot me. I think I need this so a part of me is hoping he says he is sure about this.
Instead of answering me though he just shoves himself inside of me. It's the hardest he has ever entered me before and the intrusion makes me whimper. A whimper that is only stopped when he kisses me again his hips starting to move fast as his cock begins a fast rythm inside of me. One that makes him go deeper with every thrust of his hips.
Moaning into the kiss I bit down on his bottom lip before letting my hands go to rest on his bare hips as he continues to pound inside of me. The desk is moving with us now and a part of me is afraid we may break it or something on it. Though my fear soon turns into a thrill knowing Zac would have to explain it to Taylor. I can just see that now.
"Fuck Zachary," I mutter into his mouth as I close my eyes tight each time he goes deeper inside of me. He's never fucked me like this before. I really should get him mad again because I kind of like it when I'm fucked senseless. It was something Taylor was always good at.
I can't help but moan more as Zac's lips trail down my neck as he starts to kiss and suck on the skin there. I hope he leaves a mark because a part of me really wants to take a picture a selfie and tweet it after he does. It's such a bitchy thing to do but I am still getting hate for the leaked pic of Zac going down on me and the news of our baby that I don't really give a shit anymore.
Digging my nails into the flesh of his skin I groan out as he bites my neck hard, "Fucking vampire," I mutter to him as I feel my walls start to clench around him. Soon I am moaning his name out as I reach my end, though I keep moving until he too comes. When he does I just smile as his head rests against my shoulder and he kisses the skin there. I like that even though he is pissed at me he still being so loving.
When he pulls away I stand from the desk getting dressed again. I know I'm going to be sore later from the fuck we just had but it will be worth it.
"You can't tell Bethany what just happened," Zac speaks as he breaks the silence. "S..she said she doesn't want me fucking you either or she is gone."
I nod before leaving the offices without another word. On my way out I again look at Jessica who gives me another fake smile. This time I don't even bother to return it. Instead I just walk out and to my car. Getting in I slam the door shut before reaching for my phone. Taking a quick picture of myself I open my twitter up, tweeting the picture with a caption of how my lover likes to be a vampire.
Smirking I put my phone away and start the car up, driving back off towards my house. I only tweeted that because of Zac's words to me. I want to piss Bethany off enough that she is gone. It's petty but at least it's the one thing I know I can control when I know I have no control over the River stuff anymore.
I can at least control if Bethany leaves Zac for good and I am sure I have put the final nail in that coffin.
Zac keeps good on his word about his lawyer because a few days after his drunken visit I have gotten a letter in the mail for a court ordered DNA test of River. A fucking court order. Zac is serious on taking River from me. As much as he loves me he really wants to suffer and as sad as it is a part of me understands it. He is just too pissed at me to do anything else except make me suffer no matter how much he loves me.
Laying the piece of paper down on the table I stand up and head for the door. All the kids except for Willa who Diana is keeping for the day are in school and right now I just need to get out of the house and clear my mind. I need to forget that Zac is being a douchebag right now to me.
Going to my car once I make it outside, I get in and start it up driving off. I know as soon as I start to head to the studio that it's a bad idea but I don't stop myself. I don't stop myself either when I get to the studio and park my car beside Taylor's own car. It's lunchtime so I don't expect to run into Zac right now. He is probably off at Taco Bueno or at home getting in an afternoon romp with Bethany. Zac used to love those afternoon sex sessions when we were in the beginning stages of our affair.
When I am inside I smile briefly at Jessica who is sitting at the desk. She returns the smile but hers isn't genuine. I am guessing she is pissed at me like most people are right now. Hell I am pissed at myself a majority of the time for doing shitty things that I think are right but that never stops me from doing them.
Making it to the offices I go inside but stop in my tracks when I see Zac sitting in his office chair working away at his computer. He turns his head slightly pausing from typing on the keyboard as he looks at me a glare forming on his face. "What are you doing here?" he asks clearly seeming annoyed by my presence.
"I came to see Taylor," I shrug before shutting the door behind me. "I thought he was the only one here because I didn't see your truck or Isaac's car."
"I drove Bethany's car," Zac informs and I blush wishing I could pay more attention to what her car looks like half the time. "She needed the truck so I let her use it. Taylor and Isaac decided to car pool for lunch today."
Blushing more I look away from Zac, "Oh," I mutter as I turn to leave without speaking a word to him. Though I don't get far before I feel his hand grab my wrist and stop me from walking any farther. Turning I look at him curious wondering what he wants to say to me.
"Did you get the stuff from my lawyer?" he asks me and I nod my head.
"I got them," I speak feeling Zac let go of my wrist. "That was one reason why I came to talk to Taylor. I wanted to know what he plans on doing. I mean he is the one who doesn't want to lose River to you. I understand why you are doing this and in a weird way I accept it if making me hurt helps you."
Zac rolls his eyes as he looks down at me, "Hurting you isn't why I am doing this. I am doing this because I want my son, the son you kept from me and never told me about until recently. I want my son."
I bite my lip as he speaks. "I'd let you have rights to him Zac if that is what you wanted," I speak once he is done. "We wouldn't have to go to court. You could see him whenever you wanted and be in his life. You wouldn't have to try to get custody of him."
"But would he know me as his uncle or his father?" Zac asks a harshness to his voice. "It may hurt him to know he's been lied to Nat but I want him to know me as his father and that's what I want to accomplish from the court shit," he spits out before turning his back to me and going back to his seat.
This time I follow him coming to stop right by where he sits, "It will do more than hurt him. It will ruin him," I say knowing that he loves Taylor so much. To find out about this would devastate the child. A child who isn't even okay with me being in love Zac even if Zac is his favorite uncle. "But if you want to ruin him then go right ahead and do it Zachary."
Zac looks up at me glaring. I know he hates when someone calls him Zachary in a scolding tone like I just did. "Don't pin him being ruined on me Natalie," he bites back just as harsh. "I'm not the one who lied to him about his father. I'm not the one who had sex with a man who was too drunk to remember it the next day."
I feel like I have been slapped by the last words he says to me. He really is going to bring up the fact that I had sex with him while he was drunk? He may have been drunk but damn it he wanted it just as much if not more than I did. "I'm not the one who came onto a married woman when drunk," I spite out watching as he stands up again this time towering over me in his anger.
I expect him to say something but he doesn't. Instead he pulls me into a heated kiss which surprises me because I didn't expect to be kissed by him anytime soon. Not with him being so mad at me. Not with him hating me like he does now.
Kissing him back I relax slightly when he pushes me back against Taylor's desk, his hands finding their way into my hair as he deepens the kiss. It's after his hands have found my hair that I sit down on Taylor's desk kissing Zac harder as he finds his way between my legs.
Pulling away from the kiss after awhile I look up at Zac feeling confused, "You're mad at me," I state as if that should be reason enough for this to end right now.
"I've been mad at you before," Zac tells me as he leans down to kiss me again, his hands going to unbutton the button down shirt I had chose to wear today. It's one of the only shirts still fitting me right now.
Once the shirt is undone I pull away long enough to throw it to the floor. "Bethany?" I question remember him saying she had told him to get his shit together or she would leave. He said he hadn't wanted to lose her.
It's the mention of Bethany that makes Zac pause as if to think of a response. As if he is trying to find a reason to cheat on her with me. As if he is trying to find one good reason. It's then I realize she probably hasn't told him about her abortion yet even though I told her too.
"I still love you more," he whispers finally as he takes his own shirt off and kisses me again. I kiss him back again, letting my hands go to his jeans which I undo in a hurry. I am not sure how much time we have until his brother's get back but I want him. I need him and god damn it I am going to have him.
Pushing his jeans off along with his boxers I deepen the kiss as I lift my hips to help him remove my own pants and underwear. Luckily I had chose to wear a pair of loose fitting pants. Pants I am sure once belonged to Taylor. The only pair of loose fitting pants he owned.
Once I am naked I pull away from the kiss again looking at him. I want to make sure this is what he wants. That he wants to have sex with me right now. I know anger can just obscure thinking and he could be thinking with his little Zac and not his big Zac.
"Are you sure?" I ask him as I feel him line up with my opening as he pulls me a bit close to the edge of the desk. I can't help but moan when he runs his cock against my wet slit some. It feels really good, too good. I haven't actually had his cock inside of me since the day he fucked me when Bethany was going to shoot me. I think I need this so a part of me is hoping he says he is sure about this.
Instead of answering me though he just shoves himself inside of me. It's the hardest he has ever entered me before and the intrusion makes me whimper. A whimper that is only stopped when he kisses me again his hips starting to move fast as his cock begins a fast rythm inside of me. One that makes him go deeper with every thrust of his hips.
Moaning into the kiss I bit down on his bottom lip before letting my hands go to rest on his bare hips as he continues to pound inside of me. The desk is moving with us now and a part of me is afraid we may break it or something on it. Though my fear soon turns into a thrill knowing Zac would have to explain it to Taylor. I can just see that now.
"Fuck Zachary," I mutter into his mouth as I close my eyes tight each time he goes deeper inside of me. He's never fucked me like this before. I really should get him mad again because I kind of like it when I'm fucked senseless. It was something Taylor was always good at.
I can't help but moan more as Zac's lips trail down my neck as he starts to kiss and suck on the skin there. I hope he leaves a mark because a part of me really wants to take a picture a selfie and tweet it after he does. It's such a bitchy thing to do but I am still getting hate for the leaked pic of Zac going down on me and the news of our baby that I don't really give a shit anymore.
Digging my nails into the flesh of his skin I groan out as he bites my neck hard, "Fucking vampire," I mutter to him as I feel my walls start to clench around him. Soon I am moaning his name out as I reach my end, though I keep moving until he too comes. When he does I just smile as his head rests against my shoulder and he kisses the skin there. I like that even though he is pissed at me he still being so loving.
When he pulls away I stand from the desk getting dressed again. I know I'm going to be sore later from the fuck we just had but it will be worth it.
"You can't tell Bethany what just happened," Zac speaks as he breaks the silence. "S..she said she doesn't want me fucking you either or she is gone."
I nod before leaving the offices without another word. On my way out I again look at Jessica who gives me another fake smile. This time I don't even bother to return it. Instead I just walk out and to my car. Getting in I slam the door shut before reaching for my phone. Taking a quick picture of myself I open my twitter up, tweeting the picture with a caption of how my lover likes to be a vampire.
Smirking I put my phone away and start the car up, driving back off towards my house. I only tweeted that because of Zac's words to me. I want to piss Bethany off enough that she is gone. It's petty but at least it's the one thing I know I can control when I know I have no control over the River stuff anymore.
I can at least control if Bethany leaves Zac for good and I am sure I have put the final nail in that coffin.
