Zack stops after a while

Zack was rendered speechless at Heather’s aggressive approach and she smirked at him again. He watched as she bent over in front of him, which had the pleasant effect of amplifying her beautiful cleavage as her breasts hanged inside her bra. She reached to her hiking boots and slowly unlaced them, giving Zack time to appreciate the view of her tits.

She pulled the boots off and straightened herself, striking a pose with her hips cocked to one side. She laughed at Zack’s wide eyes.

“You’re so sweet Zack,” Heather said as she walked towards the bed. “You know how to make a girl feel pretty and appreciated.”

“I’m only staring at you,” Zack said, regaining his voice. “I’m sure plenty of guys stared at you before, certainly drooling while at it.”

“But there’s something about your eyes, they’re so warm and kind,” She argued, climbing on the bed and laying beside him. “You’re a good guy Zack, every girl wants one for herself.”

“I…” Zack began but couldn’t continue. Instead he raised his eyes to Heather’s and launched himself at her, kissing her hungrily.

Heather let out a low moan as Zack pinned her to the bed, his body weighing on top of hers. His cock was hard like a diamond as he felt her breasts pressed against his chest. The brunette girl then wrapped her long legs around him to trap his body above hers.

Neither of them was thinking about the fact that someone could catch them in the act as Zack slipped his tongue inside Heather’s mouth to play with hers. He then did something that he wanted to do since she took off her shirt and raised his right hand to her left breast, squeezing the soft pliant flesh through her burgundy bra.

”Damn, her nipples are almost tearing through the bra!” Zack thought as he felt up her tit.

Heather then began to grind against him, with Zack meeting her thrusts with his hips. He had both hands on her breasts by the time Heather broke the kiss and stared at him with wide eyes and a hungry look.

She reached her hands to his belt. “I wanna see it,” She whispered wantonly as she started to unbuckle the belt. “I felt it through your pants, it seemed really big.”

His mind then flashed to the night with Victoria on the deck and the wonderful handjob that his crush gave him. He jerked away from Heather, falling on his butt on the bed’s edge.

“Zack, what the hell?!” Heather asked, startled.

It took a few seconds for his mind to clear. He couldn’t do it to Victoria, or Gavin for that matter, if he interpreted right his friend’s reaction when Heather drew him to be her roommate. He made a decision.

“Sorry, Heather,” He began. “You’re beautiful, funny, very sexy and any guy should thank every deity possible for the chance to be with you.” He paused and looked into her eyes. “But I can’t do it right now, sorry.”

Heather seemed to get really pissed, her smirk wiped off her face. She wordlessly got out of the bed and retrieved her shirt and boots from the floor. She put back the shirt and carried the boots on her hands. Just as she was about to open the door, she turned her head back and stared at Zack, her electric blue eyes seeming like there was a storm brewing in them.

“You know Zack, like I said, I think you’re a really good guy,” Heather said. “I’m gonna be straight with you here, I like you, Zack. I thought that you had some kind of star-crossed lovers kind of thing with Chloe, but now I know that you don’t. So, I’ll fight for you.”

Zack’s eyes widened again with her promise and the fierceness of her tone.

“I’ll fight for you,” She repeated. “Against anyone.”

With those words, she opened the door and left the room. After she disappeared behind the door, Zack fell on the bed again, wondering how his life could get so complicated.

What happens during the day? Does something of note occur?