Once Upon A Rush #3 (A Zachery Johnson Story)

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A/N: Whoop! Whole chapter is Zach's Point of view. *Pats back*

Zach

I felt something or rather someone stirring in my arms causing, them to brush across something that seeks a lot of attention. I let out a tiny groan. The person turned around in my arms and threw a leg over my waist causing them to push up against the attention seeking legend.

I unintentionally moved my hips against the person and was replied with a tiny moan. My eyes snapped open and I practically had a heart attack. My eyes trailed down to the soft and peaceful face of my button.

"Fuck!" I hissed when she shifted again, causing her to brush against me, once again. "Adrian stop." I mumbled, pushing at her hips. She groaned and her eyebrows drew close together. "Zach?" She questioned, her eyes fluttering open.

She threw the covers off of us and took note of our position. Which was her leg over my waist, my hand on her hips and our privates pushed up against each others. She froze but made no movement.

"Z-zach?" She stuttered, gazing directly at the spot. I reluctantly pulled away, knowing well that she had never experienced something like this before. She was too innocent for that.

"Sorry, I didn't realise." I muttered, moving an inch away from her as our chests were also pushed up against each others.

Call me delusional but I swore I caught a flash of disappointment in her eyes but it vanished as fast as it was shown. "It's okay?" She mumbled, so it came out more like a question.

She grabbed her phone from beneath her pillow and checked the time. "We have three hours until college." She mumbled, rubbing at her eyes.

I nodded, trying to discount the sexual moment but my member clearly disagreed with my decision as it bulged out even more. I shifted in my spot so my chest was pushed against the bed and my back was on display instead. "I'll go home, have a shower, and get changed, then we could catch some breakfast if you want?" I asked, watching her revealed caramel legs, swing off the bed. Fucking turn on. Not that I wasn't already.

"Sure. Just be quiet before you leave the house so Jake and mum don't wake up." She chuckled quietly. Her gaze kept darting to my bare back and I didn't miss the gulp before she turned away and walked into the bathroom.

I grinned, jumping off the bed and walking into her walk-in closet. I grabbed my jeans from the floor and pulled it on, followed by my top. I walked into the bathroom and saw her brushing her teeth. Her ass was out in the air and her head was near the sink as she brushed.

I walked up towards her and hugged her from behind. She froze and practically sprang up, the movement practically killing my already hard member.

"You really need to stop that." I groaned, pushing more into her. I saw her swallow and she quickly bent over and spat out, probably swallowing a whole load of toothpaste. I groaned again, my member practically screaming for attention. "Stop!" But I couldn't bring myself to pull away.

She sprang up again and my eyes rolled back. "Fuck!" I hissed, trying my best not to grind onto her. She spun around and flicked my forehead, twice, but the only thing that actually caught my attention was the way she spun, creating more friction.

I stepped away before I ended up taking her on the bathroom sink right there. "It's best if I go home and take a cold shower." I mumbled.

She gulped again. "Melted chocolate and skittles are a good combination."

I frowned, what does that have to do with anything?

I then smirked in amusement, remembering how she told me she said weird things when she felt nervous or scared.