He slipped his hand between us and milked my cock while pummeling me, our bodies rocking on the bed. “C-coming, Grey. Fuck.” With harsh trembling, his brows tensed, and his mouth dropped open.
The tingling grew and bloomed across my body as my cock pulsed in his hand, spurting cum across my chest. Intensecontractions wracked my insides, and sparks lit behind my eyes. I cried out, hanging on to him as if my life depended on it. Rolling waves of sensation went on and on.
As he relaxed over me, he sighed heavily. “Oh my God, Grey. I’ve never come that hard. Not even with you at camp.” He rested his cheek on my shoulder.
“Me neither.” I fought to catch my breath as the room came into view. Had I blacked out? “How can we top this?” My brain was mush.
“What?” Lifting his head, his gaze twinkled as it found mine. “You’re already thinking about the next time?”
With a shrug of my shoulder, I said, “Well, you know me. I’m insatiable, right?” I planted a kiss on his cheek. “But really, Malik, that was…” As I looked deeply into his dark eyes, so full of emotion for me, my heart swelled and thumped in my ears. Fucking hell, I loved him. I’d loved no one like this. As my eyes stung, I cleared my throat. What was happening to me?
“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He cupped my cheek, his gaze darting between my eyes. “Grey?” His forehead wrinkled.
With my voice cracking, I chuckled and said, “No, you didn’t hurt me. Quite the opposite.” Taking a deep breath, I grabbed his head and pulled his face into my neck. I had to calm my shit down. Falling in love wasn’t in our agreement. It was my problem to deal with. “It was special, Malik. Being this close to you is incredible.”
“Yeah, I feel the same way, Grey.” He kissed my neck, and his dick slipped from me. “Shit, I’ll get something. I don’t want to ruin your fancy bedspread.” With a quick kiss on my lips, he climbed off the bed and shuffled into my bathroom.
Shit, his boot was still on his foot. Oh well, somehow, we’d made it work. I combed my fingers through my hair. I was on a pillow. “Malik, it’s only a pillowcase.” And what the hell was heworried about? Hot wetness trickled from my ass. “Oh, shit.” I chuckled, and more cum dribbled from my ass. “Hurry.”
After wetting a washcloth, he limped to me and sat on the edge of the bed. “Lift your legs.”
I tucked my knees into my armpits. “I feel like a baby getting a diaper change.” As I giggled, more wetness slipped from me. If it weren’t Malik, this might be embarrassing.
“Wow, I busted one hell of a nut.” He choked on a laugh. “You might leak for a few days.”’
“Are you shitting me?” I mock-glared at him. He never mentioned this part of the experience, and neither did the articles I’d looked up.
“I’m kidding. It’ll work itself out by tomorrow.” As he wiped, he shot me a smirk. “I hope.” He quit wiping. “There.”
“Thanks.” I hopped off the bed and grabbed his arm, raising him to stand in front of me. As I hooked my arms around his neck, I placed a lingering kiss on his lips. We had the rest of the day to spend together. “How about we study for a little while and then watch some movies?” It was still too hot to do anything outside.
“Absolutely.” He draped his arms around my waist, his flaccid cock brushing mine. “Doing nothing with you is better than something with anyone else.” He swayed me.
“And let’s ice that ankle.” I ticked my brows. We’d been too busy with breakfast and sex to take care of it properly.
With a sigh, he said, “Yeah, fine. More ice.”
Later that day,I’d gotten Malik set up with ice while we studied together at the dinette. Spending time with him doing the simplest things pacified my soul. As we closed our laptops toswitch to watching movies, my phone buzzed on the coffee table. I glanced at it, and Ella scrolled across the screen. Shit, I hadn’t called her back after the game. In fact, I’d completely forgotten about her. “Um…” I studied Malik, who picked up my phone.
“Take it. I don’t want you getting in trouble with your dad again.” He held the phone to me.
Grabbing it from him, I stood and paced toward my room, my gut clenching. “Hello?”
“Oh, about time you answered your phone,” she said in a smug tone.
“Yeah, well, I’ve been busy. My buddy got hurt last night.” I could use his injury as an excuse for not calling. Rubbing my forehead, I closed the door to my bedroom. “I was in the ER with him.”
“What happened?” she asked.
“A lineman fell on him and sprained his ankle just before halftime.” I strode to the patio doors, taking in the sun-drenched backyard. It appeared hot as hell out there right now. “I, uh, played the second half and scored a touchdown.” If she were so interested in me, you’d think she’d have watched the game.
“You did?” She let out a soft squeal. “That’s great, Grey. I’m sorry I missed it. Do you think you’ll still be playing when I come visit?” Lowering her voice, she said, “If you play well enough, maybe you’ll get his spot.”
My chest twinged. That’s not what I wanted. Malik deserved to keep his position as starter. “I…don’t think so. I’m sure Coach will use me if we’re ahead, but Malik is a better player than I.” All I needed out of this season was my chance in the draft.
“Don’t sell yourself short, Greyson. My boyfriend should be the starter of the team,” she snickered. “Maybe even the captain. I like to date the best of the best.”
Shit, no pressure there.Wait, boyfriend?I gritted my teeth. “Sorry, but I’m not here to be captain or a starter. I’m here?—”