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“I didn’t expect you to.” Waggling my brows, I said, “You know I like it rough.” I tucked the ball into my arm and crouched. “Ready?” The point of this drill was for me to keep the ball while pretending to stumble along the field with him attempting to pop it from my arms.

“Always.” He faced my side, arms out.

I jogged a few steps and slapped the ground.

Jabbing at the ball first from the top, then the bottom, Malik chuckled. “Got it, nope, got it now. Shit, almost.”

With a sharp laugh, I said, “Will you shut up?” I continued down the field, hitting the grass every few steps. Was he trying to wreck my focus?

With a poke over the ball, he said, “Got it.”

The ball slipped from my grasp, falling toward Malik’s outstretched hand.

My foot caught his, and I went down, tumbling into the grass. “Dammit.”

“Shit.” He stumbled and dropped on top of me.

As I rolled to lessen the impact, he landed on my chest, his legs sprawled around mine, the ball bouncing away.

His gaze met mine, and a lop-sided grin played on his lips.

“Dudes, really? We’re supposed to be practicing. Do that shit in the privacy of your cabin.” With a cackle, Tex sped by us.

My stomach flipped. “I thought you said he could keep a secret?” When had he spoken to Tex? We’d been attached at the hip all morning.

“He can. He’s just teasing.” Shoving off me, Malik rose and held his hand down to me. “Come on.”

Taking his hand, he lifted me from the ground. I wasn’t sure I liked Tex teasing us. I didn’t want the guys getting any ideas. “When you see him, tell him not to do that.”

Malik’s brows lowered, and he planted a hand on his hip. “He doesn’t know the outcome of our talk yesterday. I haven’t told him yet.” He threw his arm to the side and dropped it. “He’d say shit like that no matter what went on between us.”

“Is everyone okay?” Coach called out.

“Yeah,” I yelled as I scanned the field for the ball. “Sorry. I guess I’m a little on edge about things.” With a huff, I found the ball and plucked it from the grass. “Let’s see how well you perform and don’t trip me this time.” I followed Malik to the start of our drill area.

“I’ll…have a talk with him and ask him to tone it down.” He pursed his lips, came in close and in a low voice, said, “There’s only one way I want to see you on edge, and that’s when your cock is in my mouth.” He freed a soft snicker and snatched the ball from me.

“Damnit.” My cock twitched, and I adjusted it in my football pants. Through my teeth, I said, “Don’t give me a boner on the field.”

“It’s not my fault you have years of pent-up frustration.” He smirked and crouched to start the drill. “Ready?”

“Yes.” With a grin, I sped off after him, prodding the ball.

After practiceand a refreshing ice bath, I showered and got ready for dinner and the team meeting. There’d be more strategy tonight and less pep talk, according to Malik. As I spread shampoo through my hair, a click filtered through the bathroom air. I swept my gaze through the minimalist, steamy bathroom. A dark shadow approached.

“Care for a quickie?” Malik stepped into my space, a coy grin curling his lips, his hard cock brushing my stomach. “The other guys are swimming in the damn creek again. They heard some nonsense about the cold water being better than the ice baths.”

“Yeah?” As my cock heated and swelled, I nipped at his lower lip. “You want to soap me up?”

“Thought you’d never ask.” He squirted soap into his hand from my travel bottle and slipped it across my chest, pinching a nipple.

With a gasp, my dick twitched as a thread of pleasure jolted from my nipple to my firm cock, now pressed against his. “Malik,remember when you told me how great it felt to rub your dick on another guy’s?” Grabbing his ass, I rutted against him.

“Yeah?” He nibbled my earlobe, his slick hand lowering to my dick and slowly tugging it, twisting at the head.

“Oh, fuck.” What had I been saying? I backed into the wall, the tiles cool against my skin. Oh… “I thought about that a lot. Before, you know.”

“You like that then?” Wrapping his hand around both our dicks, he thrust, pushing me harder into the wall while his thick cock rubbed mine, his palm stroking us both. He nibbled on my throat, working up to my jaw.