Chapter 342 - First Time (R)

Chapter 342: Chapter 342 - First Time (R)

Zac went completely still, but Roxie could feel how badly the rest of his body wanted to ignore his brain. His chest was rising hard under her hands, his cock still thick and hot against her thigh, and his fingers remained between her legs like he had forgotten what he had been doing the second the words left her mouth.

"Please, Zac." Roxie tightened her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. "I want you."

His eyes searched hers, dark and already half gone from everything they had done. "Roxie... fuck." He swallowed hard and looked down between them before meeting her eyes again. "You really sure?"

"Yes."

"Your ankle."

"It’s fine."

"And you’ve never..."

"I know."

Zac breathed out through his nose like he was trying to collect whatever control he had left, but Roxie could feel his cock twitch against her thigh and almost laughed at the ridiculousness of him pretending his body had not already made its decision.

"If I start..." His fingers pushed into her again as he said it, deeper this time, and his eyes dropped to where they disappeared inside her. A rough groan left him. "Fuck, Roxie. I don’t know if I can stop."

The words sent another rush of wetness through her. Roxie touched his face and kissed the corner of his mouth before whispering, "I’m still taking my pill every day, and I don’t want you to stop."

Whatever was left of Zac’s restraint snapped.

He kissed her hard enough to push her back into the mattress, one hand immediately sliding around her waist while the other carefully caught her injured leg before it could move.

Roxie almost laughed into his mouth because even while he was practically devouring her, he still managed to pull a pillow underneath the brace and make sure her ankle was supported.

"Zac."

"I know." His mouth moved against hers before he groaned, "Fuck, I know."

He settled between her thighs, and Roxie opened her good leg around him while the injured one stayed supported beside his hip. The moment his cock pressed against her bare pussy, her breath caught. She had already seen him, held him and had him in her mouth, but feeling the full length of him rubbing between her legs made him seem bigger than he had in her hand.

Zac dragged himself slowly through her wetness.

Roxie moaned.

The head rubbed over her clit before sliding back toward her entrance, and her hips immediately followed him, trying to keep the pressure there. He did it again, slower this time, and Roxie gripped his forearm when another shiver ran through her.

"Stop teasing me."

"I’m..." Zac swallowed and rubbed the head over her again. "I’m not."

"You fucking are."

He looked almost offended, which would have been funny if Roxie had not been staring down between their bodies. His cock looked ridiculously big against her, the dark wet head sliding through her slit while the veins along the shaft stood out beneath his skin.

God.

She wanted that inside her.

She wanted to see what it felt like to have all of him where his fingers had just been.

Zac wrapped one hand around himself and positioned the head at her entrance.

Roxie’s heart slammed against her ribs.

The first push felt strange. Pressure more than pain, a thick fullness pressing into a place that already felt sensitive and swollen from everything he had done to her. Her body opened enough to take the head, and Roxie moaned because even that small stretch felt satisfying in a way she had not expected.

Then Zac pushed slightly farther.

The burn hit.

Roxie’s fingers dug hard into his shoulders. "Ahh... wait."

Zac froze so fast it almost made her laugh.

Almost.

The sting was sharp enough to keep her from it.

He stayed exactly where he was, his face hovering above hers while Roxie closed her eyes and breathed. She could feel him inside her even though only a small part of him had entered, thick and impossibly hard, stretching her around him while her body instinctively clenched.

Zac made a broken sound.

Roxie opened her eyes.

His jaw was locked so tightly she could see the muscle jumping along it, his arms tense beside her head while veins stood out along his forearms. He looked like staying still was physically hurting him.

That should not have turned her on.

It did.

It really fucking did.

Roxie tightened around him without meaning to because of the sting.

"Fuck."

The sound fell out of Zac like she had punched it from him.

Roxie stared at his face.

God.

Even while it hurt, she wanted to hear that again.

She shifted her hips carefully.

The movement brought another sting, but underneath it was that same deep pressure from before, heavier now, enough that her stomach tightened for a completely different reason.

Zac’s fingers dug into the mattress.

Roxie moved again.

He slipped slightly deeper.

She gasped.

His eyes flew open.

Before he could pull away, Roxie grabbed his shoulders. "Stay."

Zac breathed hard against her mouth. "You’re so fucking tight."

Heat rushed into her cheeks so fast that she almost forgot the pain.

"You can barely talk."

He opened his mouth like he intended to prove her wrong, but Roxie clenched around him again and whatever he had planned to say turned into another groan.

"Fuck, Roxie."

There.

That was what she wanted.

She pulled his face down and kissed him while rolling her hips carefully beneath him. The pressure shifted and more of him entered, stretching her wider.

Roxie broke the kiss with a breathless moan.

"It burns."

Zac immediately started moving backward.

Roxie grabbed him harder. "Don’t pull out."

He stopped.

"Stay there."

His forehead dropped against hers while Roxie concentrated on breathing through the burn. It still hurt, but now that he was inside her, the lust had not disappeared the way she expected. If anything, it made everything stranger and hotter because she could feel exactly what she had spent the last hour wanting.

His cock was actually inside her.

Zac was inside her.

And even while her body complained about the stretch, another part of her kept wanting more.

She relaxed slowly around him until the sharpest part of the burn faded into an ache. Then she moved her hips again.

Zac groaned against her neck.

Roxie’s hand slid into the damp hair at his nape. "What?"

"Princess..." His voice sounded wrecked. "Stop doing that if you want me to last."

Roxie smiled against his hair.

That was exactly what she wanted to hear.

She rolled her hips again and felt him slip deeper.

Zac cursed.

Roxie kissed his jaw. "Put the rest in."

His head lifted immediately.

"You sure?"

"Yes."

He hesitated anyway.

Roxie narrowed her eyes. "Zac."

That was apparently enough.

He pushed forward.

Slowly.

Roxie felt every inch of him stretching her open. The burn returned as he got deeper, and her hands tightened around his shoulders while her breathing turned shallow, but the fullness underneath it was becoming almost addictive. Every time Zac stopped, she moved her hips slightly, urging him farther even while her body struggled to take him.

Then he finally pushed all the way inside.

Roxie gasped.

Her whole body went completely still.

Holy shit.

She had thought she felt full before.

This was different.

He felt impossibly deep, thick enough that she could feel her body stretched tightly around every part of him. There was still soreness, still a low burn, but it was mixed with something that made her stomach tighten and her pussy pulse around him.

Zac’s forehead pressed against hers, his breath hot against her mouth while he waited.

Roxie swallowed. "Holy shit."

A breathless laugh left him.

She tightened around him experimentally.

Zac’s eyes closed and his entire body shuddered. "Fuck."

Roxie’s eyes widened.

That was interesting.

She squeezed him again.

"Roxie."

She laughed softly, but the movement made his cock twitch inside her.

Her laughter disappeared.

She stared at him.

Zac stared back.

Roxie slowly moved her hips.

The fullness shifted inside her, dragging against sensitive places she had never felt touched like that before, and a warm rush of pleasure rolled straight through the lingering ache.

Her lips parted.

"Oh."

Zac’s eyes darkened.

Roxie moved again.

It still hurt a little.

She also wanted him to do it again.

"Move."

He pulled back carefully, and Roxie’s breath caught at the friction. The first drag stung because every part of her still felt stretched and sensitive, but when he pushed back in, the pressure returned with enough pleasure underneath it to make her moan.

Zac stopped.

Roxie opened her eyes immediately. "It feels good."

"Fuck, Roxie."

He closed his eyes and pushed forward again, slower than she wanted but deep enough that Roxie’s hips instinctively lifted to meet him.

The first few thrusts were still careful. Every time he pulled back there was a faint burn, but every time he filled her again the pleasure became stronger, and soon Roxie stopped thinking about whether it hurt because she was too busy watching Zac.

He looked wrecked.

His mouth stayed slightly open while he breathed, his eyes constantly dropping between them before lifting back to her face. His arms were shaking from how tightly he was controlling himself, and every time Roxie clenched around him, a broken sound came from somewhere deep in his chest.

Roxie loved it.

She had wanted Zac desperate.

Wanted to know that she could reduce the confident quarterback who always knew exactly what to say into someone who could barely remember words.

Now she had him inside her and he looked like he was fighting for his life.

She rolled her hips harder against his next thrust.

Zac groaned.

Roxie smiled. "Again."

His hips moved deeper.

The pleasure jumped hard enough that Roxie’s head fell back.

"Oh, fuck."

That sound did something to him.

The careful rhythm broke.

Zac still kept her injured leg supported and his weight away from the brace, but his hips started moving faster, each thrust reaching deeper while Roxie’s body adjusted around him.

The room filled with wet sounds and their broken breathing.

Roxie’s face burned because she had imagined sex plenty of times, but imagination had never included how raw everything sounded or how good it would feel seeing his cock slide almost all the way out before disappearing back inside her.

Her eyes dropped between them.

Fuck.

She watched him thrust into her.

His cock came out wet and shiny before pushing back through her swollen entrance, stretching her open again and again. The sight made heat rush through Roxie so hard that she tightened around him.

Zac nearly lost his rhythm.

"Fuck."

Roxie looked up at him.

His face was completely ruined now.

His hair had fallen over his forehead, his jaw clenched while every breath came rougher than the last. Whatever confidence he normally carried had disappeared somewhere between her thighs.

Roxie’s hands moved over his back while the soreness faded farther into the background. There was still a dull ache when he went particularly deep, but now even that made her want to squeeze him harder because pleasure followed immediately afterward.

"Harder."

Zac’s hips slowed.

"Roxie."

"Please." She pulled him closer. "Fuck me harder."

His eyes shut like she had actually hurt him. "You’re going to kill me."

Her good leg tightened around his waist. "Again."

Zac thrust harder.

Roxie cried out.

The pressure went deeper this time, almost enough to hurt, but the sharp rush that followed made her immediately want it again.

"Again."

He gave her another hard thrust.

Then another.

Roxie’s breathing fell apart, her fingers digging into his back while his hips started snapping into her with enough force to move her against the mattress.

This was what she had wanted.

Not careful Zac.

Not the idiot pretending the towel falling open did nothing to him.

This.

His body between her legs.

His cock filling her.

His breathing wrecked against her skin while he tried and failed to stay controlled.

The pleasure kept climbing, but penetration alone still was not giving her that sharp edge his mouth had earlier. Roxie could feel herself getting closer but staying just short of it.

Zac seemed to notice.

His hand slipped between their bodies.

The moment his fingers found her clit, Roxie jerked.

"Oh, fuck. Yes."

That changed everything.

Zac kept thrusting while his fingers worked over her in tight circles. Roxie wrapped both arms around his shoulders and buried her face against his neck because she suddenly could not tease him anymore.

Every thrust filled her while his fingers kept pushing the pleasure higher, and Roxie’s body started tightening around him before she could control it.

"Zac."

His hips sped up.

Roxie cried out.

He groaned hard against her neck. "Fuck, babe."

Her good leg tightened around his waist while her nails dug into his back. The soreness between her legs had almost completely disappeared beneath everything else, and now all she could feel was the pressure of him inside her and his fingers moving exactly where she needed them.

"Harder."

Zac’s breathing broke.

His thrusts became rougher, less even, and Roxie could feel how close he was from the way his cock seemed to throb inside her and how often his rhythm slipped.

"Roxie..."

She lifted her head.

His face looked completely wrecked.

"Already?"

The desperate look he gave her almost made her laugh.

"You can’t fucking blame me." His hips pushed deep and he groaned. "You’re so fucking tight and hot. Fuck, I want to keep fucking you until we pass out."

Roxie stared at him.

That should not have been as hot as it was.

Her eyes dropped between their bodies again and she watched his cock pushing into her swollen pussy. He was barely pulling halfway out anymore, keeping most of himself buried inside her before driving back deep.

It looked dirty.

Messy.

So fucking good.

Her body clenched around him.

Zac cursed.

Then his fingers flicked over her clit again and lightning shot through Roxie’s entire body.

Her eyes rolled back.

"Oh God."

She grabbed his face. "I’m coming."

Something almost wild moved through Zac’s expression.

"Fuck."

His fingers sped up.

Roxie’s mouth fell open while her thighs started trembling.

"Zac, I’m coming. Fuck, I’m coming."

His thrusts became harder and messier, his hand never leaving her clit while Roxie’s body tightened around him so strongly that Zac groaned through clenched teeth.

The orgasm built so quickly that Roxie could barely breathe.

"Zac, I’m..."

She never finished.

Her whole body clenched around him.

Roxie cried out and grabbed onto Zac as the orgasm tore through her. It felt deeper than before because he was still inside her, every contraction squeezing around his cock while he kept thrusting through it.

She could feel herself pulsing around him again and again.

Zac’s rhythm completely broke.

"Fuck, Roxie."

He tried to keep moving, but she could feel him losing it. He lasted only a few more hard thrusts before his entire body tensed.

Zac buried himself as deep as he could and groaned against her neck as he came.

Roxie felt the twitch of him inside her and tightened around him again from the sensation alone, another small wave rolling through her while Zac stayed pressed deep.

For several seconds neither of them moved.

Their breathing filled the room while Roxie lay underneath him feeling the last aftershocks move through her. Her thighs were weak, her ankle throbbed slightly, and between her legs felt sore and stretched in a way she had never experienced before, but underneath all of that was a warm satisfaction that made her want to laugh.

They actually did it.

Zac finally lifted his head.

His hair was completely wrecked, his face flushed, and somehow, he already looked worried again.

"You okay?"

Roxie moaned instead of answering because another small contraction moved through her.

Zac stared at her.

She laughed weakly. "Yeah."

He stayed inside her until her body finally relaxed, then carefully started pulling out.

Roxie sucked in a breath.

The slow drag made her sore body tighten around him one last time, and the sudden emptiness when he finally slipped free felt almost strange after being so full.

Warmth immediately moved between her thighs.

Zac looked down.

Roxie followed his gaze.

Semen slowly leaked from her, mixed with the faintest trace of pink.

She stared.

After the scare they had already gone through, maybe seeing the mess between her legs should have frightened her.

Instead, Roxie felt another stupid rush of heat.

It looked obscene.

And satisfying.

Proof that Zac had actually been inside her, that all the filthy things she had spent the last few hours imagining had actually happened.

Her mouth curved.

Zac, meanwhile, immediately looked toward the brace. "Your ankle?"

Roxie flexed her toes and moved the leg carefully.

"Still attached."

His shoulders dropped with an enormous breath.

Roxie laughed.

Zac got off the bed and came back with something to clean her up, and the sight of him carefully wiping between her thighs after everything he had just done almost made Roxie laugh again.

Then he looked up.

"Was it good?"

Roxie stared at him.

Was he fucking serious?

Her entire body felt like it had been thoroughly used, her legs were weak, her pussy was still throbbing, and Zac Prescott was looking at her like he was waiting for a performance review.

Hell fucking yes.

Instead she smiled and murmured, "Yes."

His expression softened.

Roxie reached for him and pulled him down.

She kissed him hard.

Zac groaned against her mouth and kissed her back, one hand braced beside her while Roxie wrapped both arms around his neck.

Then something hard pressed against her thigh.

Roxie stopped kissing him.

Her eyes moved down.

Then slowly back to his face.

"Seriously?"

Zac looked down too.

A sheepish grin appeared.

Roxie stared at him. "I cannot take more of you."

He laughed and dropped beside her. "Ignore it."

"Very easy for you to say."

Zac chuckled and carefully pulled Roxie against his chest, keeping the injured leg free while she settled into him. Her body was sore in places she had never been sore before, her ankle still hurt, and between her legs felt tender enough that she already knew tomorrow would be interesting.

Still, Roxie could not stop smiling.

She had spent so long wondering what their first time would feel like, and somehow it had been painful, filthy, awkward, funny and ridiculously hot all at once.

Basically them.

Zac kissed the top of her head and tightened his arm around her.

A few minutes later, exhaustion finally caught up with both of them and they fell asleep tangled together.