"I don't know if I can wait that long..." Zack helped Anna sit up on the examination table, and she swung her legs off the table. "But the second those hours are up," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear, "I am going to fuck you so hard you will forget your own name." He pulled her into his arms and off the table, pressing a deep kiss to her lips. "Let's go," he said when her finally pulled away. "The waiting is the hardest part," he added with a sigh. Anna straightened up and brushed the wrinkles out of her dress. "We could watch a movie, distract ourselves from the wait. Do you have popcorn at home?" Zack's eyes lit up at her suggestion. "Fuck yes, I have popcorn," he said with a wide grin. "And all the junk food we could want," he added while they walked out of the examination room, his hand gently resting on her lower back. "A movie it is," he declared when they walked out the clinic, "something with lots of action so we can make out during the boring parts." he added. Then they reached the car and Zack opened the passenger door for her. The drive back to Zack's house was quick, and soon they were settled in the living room on the comfy grey couch with a large bowl of popcorn beside them.
Zack pulled Anna to his side, draping an arm over her shoulder. "What do you want to watch?" he asked, flipping through the channels. "Hmmm, I don't know. You said we should watch an action movie? How about the movie, Mr. Right? It has action, romance and comedy." Zack nods with a smile and puts on the movie. As soon as the opening credits started, he leaned in and captured her lips in a deep kiss. The kiss was slow and languid, a stark contrast to the fast-paced action on the screen. Zack's hand slid from her shoulder down to her waist. "Much better than watching alone," he murmured. His other hand rested on her thigh, his thumb stroking gentle circles on her skin. He continued to kiss her throughout the movie, occasionally pausing to comment on an explosion or a particularly cool stunt.
"You are a good distraction, but it is still driving me crazy knowing I can't fuck you yet," he said, pressing his face into her hair and inhaling deeply. He shifted slightly, and Anna could feel the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her hip through his jeans. "Just a little longer," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. Then they heard a car pull into the driveway outside, the garage door opened and then Zack's father came in through the side door in the kitchen. He was on the phone. He looked at Zack and Anna on the couch. When he finished his conversation and ended the phone call, putting his phone in his pocket, he approached them. Zack tensed at the sound of his father's voice, quickly pulling away from Anna. He sat up straight, trying to look casual, but the bulge in his jeans was still very noticeable.
Zack's father stood by the couch, arms crossed and a stern expression on his face. "What is this?" he asked, his gaze shifting between Anna and Zack. Zack shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Just watching a movie. What does it look like?" His father raised an eyebrow and said in a disapproving tone, "It looks like you have a girl over while I'm not home. And from the looks of it, you two were doing more than just watching a movie." he sighed heavily and ran a hand over his face. "Zack, we have talked about this. No girls in the house when I'm not here." Zack rolled his eyes. "Relax, dad," he said, annoyed. Anna cleared her throat and said innocently, "We were just taking a break from studying, sir." Zack's father looked at her, his stern expression softening slightly at her innocent explanation. "Studying, huh?" he said, sounding skeptical but less angry. Zack jumped on the opportunity. "Yeah, Dad. We have been hitting the books all morning. Just taking a quick break." His father sighed again, but this time he sounded more resigned than annoyed. "Fine, but keep it down and no funny business," he said. He pointed a finger at Zack, "And you, clean up after yourselves," he said sternly. With that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen, leaving Anna and Zack alone again.
Zack let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. "That was close," he muttered, pulling her back into his arms. He pressed a quick kiss to her lips. "My dad's a hard ass sometimes," he said with a grin. "I'm sure he just cares about you. I'm glad he's keeping random girls out." Anna said playfully, "If he wasn't..." Zack chuckled, "Yeah, yeah, he cares," he said, rolling his eyes. "But he doesn't need to know everything about my life." he tightened his arms around Anna, "And you are not a random girl, You are mine." he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "If my dad knew how much I wanted to fuck you right now," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "He would probably have a heart attack or something." he trailed kisses along her jawline. "But don't worry," he said between kisses. "We can be quiet."
"We have to finish the movie first," Anna said softly, remembering the doctor's words, "How about this? If you can wait for the movie to finish, I will give you a blow job, right here on the couch." Anna proposed, she bit her lower lip, adding to the seduction of her words. "Think you can manage that?" she asked with a smirk on her face, challenging Zack to hold back. His eyes widened, a slow, predatory grin spread across his face. "A blow job?" he repeated, his voice a low growl. "Right here?" He leaned in closer, "fuck yes, I can wait," he said without hesitation. "That's the best incentive I have ever heard."