Chapter 92. Wreck Me, Zack: pt. 1

Zack adjusted his stance as the director called out, “Alright, positions everyone. Zack, you’re starting with Sam on the left. Max, Ariana on the right. Keep it natural, but build the heat slowly.” The camera lights hummed faintly, but Zack focused on Sam, her eyes meeting his with that familiar spark. She smiled softly, her hand brushing his arm as she leaned in closer.

”Hey, you ready for this?” Sam whispered, her voice light and teasing, fingers tracing a gentle line down his chest. Zack nodded, his palm cupping her cheek, thumb stroking her skin. “Always with you,” he murmured back, pulling her into a slow kiss. Their lips met softly at first, tongues exploring with a sweetness that made her sigh against him.

Across from them, Max chuckled low, his hands already on Ariana’s waist. “You look stunning today,” he said, his voice warm as he nuzzled her neck. Ariana giggled, tilting her head to give him better access. “Flatterer. But keep going,” she replied, her fingers