The Captain's Dirty Little Secret

Chapter 176: Chapter 176 - Too Right (R)

Before she could decide, her body moved.

”Fuck. Yeah,” he said. ”Just like that. Slow at first.”

She tried it on her own, rocking forward and then back. The friction dragged over the sensitive place between her legs and sent warmth up her spine.

”Hah.”

The sound escaped before she could stop it.

She moved again, slower this time, testing the pressure. The thick length of him pressed against the place where she was softest, and a deep, pleasant ache began low in her stomach.

Zac’s fingers tightened on her hips.

A low sound came from his throat. It was almost a word, but it broke into a groan before he could form it.

”You’re killing me.”

Roxie liked that sound.

It made something warm and excited move through her chest. She rocked again, trying to repeat the movement he had shown her. At first, it felt awkward. She went too fast, and the angle shifted away from the place she wanted.

She laughed softly, embarrassed. ”Sorry.”

”Like this,” he said, already panting.

He guided her hips through a slower, steadier motion.

”Feel that?”

She nodded.

When she copied him, the movement clicked. The pressure landed in the right place every time she rocked forward. A warm, slippery feeling started between her legs. Her panties clung more with each movement.

Zac’s head dropped back against the couch cushion.

His eyes were half closed.

”Fuck, Roxie,” he breathed. ”That feels so good.”

Hearing him say her name in that rough, low voice made her move again without thinking.

She liked that she could do this to him.

The cocky football player who always had something smart to say was gripping her hips like he needed her to keep moving. His jaw was tight. His breathing had gone shallow. Every time she rocked forward, another low groan left him and his hips pushed up to meet her.

Roxie experimented.

She moved in small circles first. The firm head of his cock dragged against her through their clothes, making her bite her lip. Then she tried a longer movement from front to back.

”Zac,” she moaned.

The pressure sent a sharp rush from between her legs down to her toes.

That movement made the ache inside her stronger and better at the same time. She could feel the shape of him clearly now, thick and hard and hot beneath her.

”You’re hard,” she said before she could stop herself. ”And big.”

Zac laughed, but it broke into another groan when she repeated the longer drag.

”Yeah,” he said. ”That’s what you do to me.”

She moved faster.

Her hands gripped his shoulders. She felt his muscles tighten beneath his shirt and his stomach clench every time she found the right angle.

”Shit, Roxie.” His mouth moved against her neck, his breathing hot and uneven. ”Are we really doing this?”

He sounded like he could not decide whether he wanted to stop her or beg her to continue.

”I don’t want to push you,” he said.

His warm palms moved over the bare skin of her lower back where the dress dipped low. He pulled her down a little harder against him with every rock.

Roxie stopped thinking clearly.

It felt too good.

She moaned louder.

The pressure in her stomach tightened. The friction against her clit stayed constant, making her thighs tremble. She was panting now.

So was Zac.

Their mouths met again between movements, messy and open. Roxie could not focus on kissing and moving at the same time, so the kisses kept breaking apart.

Every time she rocked forward, his cock jumped beneath her. She could feel it twitching through his pants as if it had its own heartbeat.

Zac’s hands moved to her ass again, squeezing and guiding her speed.

”Just like that, babe,” he said against her mouth. ”You’re driving me fucking crazy.”

She liked hearing him curse when his voice sounded like that.

It made her feel powerful.

She leaned forward, pressing more weight onto the spot that made her breath catch each time. The pressure inside her tightened further. Her legs shook harder. She could feel how wet she was now, the fabric of her panties damp against her.

The smooth fabric of her dress shifted beneath her, letting her slide more easily against him. Every movement sent another rush through her body.

”Mmmmm.” Zac groaned against her mouth.

Should she stop?

She should.

They had kissed hard before. Yes, he touched her breast, not directly, but still. They had touched each other and stopped. This was different. If she kept moving, they were crossing into something she had never done.

But the jealousy still burned inside her, and Zac’s rough breathing made it difficult to pull away.

A little longer.

She kept promising herself only a little longer.

Then the feeling changed.

The ache grew sharper. Pressure built quickly inside her, tightening until her stomach clenched. Her breath came in short gasps.

She had no idea what was supposed to happen next.

Her body wanted to keep moving and chase the feeling.

Her mind panicked.

Her movements slowed without her deciding to slow them. She rocked forward once more, then stopped with her forehead resting against his.

Zac made a frustrated sound deep in his chest. His hips jerked up once before he forced himself still.

”Roxie?” His voice was hoarse. ”You okay?”

She stayed where she was, trying to catch her breath.

She could still feel him beneath her, hard, hot, and twitching. Her own body throbbed, making her want to keep going and pull away at the same time.

”I think we should stop,” she said.

Her voice came out small and shaky.

”It feels really good. Too good. Like something big is about to happen, and I’m scared.” She swallowed. ”I don’t know what we’re supposed to do next. I don’t know how it ends.”

Zac stayed quiet for a moment.

She felt how tense every muscle in his body was beneath her.

Then he nodded.

”Okay. We stop.”

Roxie started to lift herself from his lap, but his hands remained gently on her hips.

”Wait.” His breathing was still rough. ”Stay here for a second. Or come here.”

He pulled her down carefully until she was lying against his chest, her head tucked beneath his chin. Her legs remained spread across his hips, but she had stopped moving.

Zac wrapped both arms around her back and held her tightly.

His heart hammered beneath her ear.

His cock was still hard, pressed against her stomach now instead of between her legs, but he made no attempt to move her or ask for anything else.

They stayed that way for a long time.

Roxie listened as his breathing slowly calmed. Her body still hummed with leftover heat and that deep, unfinished ache, but the frightening pressure began to fade.

She felt safe inside his arms.

His hand stroked slow lines up and down her back.

After a while, she spoke, her voice muffled against his chest.

”Did I do something wrong?”

”No.”

The answer came immediately.

He kissed the top of her head.

”You did everything right. Too right.” A tired laugh moved through his chest. ”I was really close to finishing, and I didn’t want to push you if you weren’t ready.”

She thought about the word.

”Finishing,” she said. ”Like cumming?”

”Yeah.” His hand continued moving over her back.

Roxie stayed quiet while she absorbed that.

She traced a small circle over his chest with one finger.

”I liked making you sound like that,” she admitted softly. ”When you groaned and said my name like that. It made me feel hot.”

Zac’s arms tightened around her.

”That’s okay,” he said. ”We go at your speed. Always. If you want to stop and cuddle, we cuddle. No pressure.”

She smiled against his shirt. ”I like cuddling too.”

Zac reached for the remote without letting her go and turned on a movie. The volume stayed low, and neither of them paid much attention.

They remained tangled together on the couch. Every few minutes, Zac ran his hand slowly over her back.

She could still feel him hard whenever she shifted, but he never asked for more. He respected her stop without becoming cold or frustrated with her.

That made something warm and safe settle in her chest.

Later, Roxie lifted her head and kissed him again.

Soft this time.

Slow.

She was not trying to start anything. She only wanted to feel his mouth against hers.

Zac kissed her back the same way, one hand cradling the back of her head.

When the credits appeared, they were still wrapped around each other.

Roxie felt warm, sleepy, and safe. The ache between her legs remained, but it no longer frightened her. Maybe next time she would be brave enough to keep going and find out what finishing felt like.

Tonight, stopping had been the right choice.

Zac brushed her hair back from her face. ”You good?”

She nodded against his chest. ”Yeah. Really good.”