Heat filled my hole as his twitching dick spasmed inside me. With a sharp gasp, he pulled out and pushed in hard, one last time before relaxing over me. Curling his arm around my head, he placed a soft kiss on my lips, gazing at me with dreamy eyes. “Sex has never felt this good before. Your ass is better than any pussy I’ve ever had.”
“You’re damn right it is.” I giggled, still delirious from my intense climax, and lowered my legs. “But seriously, I don’t come hands-free for just anyone.” Okay, no one but him.
Lines formed between his brows. “I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner and?—”
“No, don’t be sorry. It still felt amazing.” I breathed in deeply. “In fact, I’ve never come hands-free before. You’re my first.” Because of course, everything with him was a thousand times better. Was it because I loved him? Probably.
“I am?” His lips curled into a playful grin. “I’m honored.” He planted a quick kiss on my nose. “I guess I’m good at this then?”
“Yes, Grey, you’re fantastic at it. Well, for me, you are.” I pulled his head onto my shoulder. “We have something special here.” My heart sped up. Damn, I knew I’d slip and attempt to see where his head was at.
“We do have something special.” He nuzzled my neck. “I…” His breath caught. “I love you, man.”
Damn it. What did it mean? As a friend still? I couldn’t ask. It was like opening Pandora’s box. I tucked his head under mychin. “Love you too, man.” But we’d said this more than usual lately.
As his waning dick slipped from my ass, I squirmed with a tickly sensation. “Hey, let’s clean up and head down to our meeting.”
“Just a few minutes more. It doesn’t matter if you get cum on the bed. We can use the other one later.” He brushed his fingers across my shoulder.
“So, are you implying we should have one bed for sex and the other for sleeping?” So much for using one for luggage. I kissed his head.
“Bingo.” He sighed. “Cuddling with you after sex is almost as good as sex.”
“Yeah?” I huffed a snicker as my heart warmed. He must have deeper feelings for me to admit that, right? But then, affection had always been our thing. Fuck, I had no clue what to believe. “I’d have to agree.”
During the teammeeting and dinner, I watched Grey squirm with the plug inside him, and I couldn’t lie. It was a turn-on even after the intense orgasms we’d already shared. Maybe the secrecy intensified our lust for each other—but all I knew was, I hoped it never ended.
While Coach reviewed footage and strategized with the team, I texted notes to Grey on issues to watch out for. He had to perform at his best tonight. The games with me out were his best chance to show potential agents and teams that he was draft worthy.
While heading to our room, he gave me a knowing look in the elevator. Yeah, he was ready for another round, and so was I.Sex was the one time we could connect on a deeper level, and we both craved it.
I followed him to my room, and my phone buzzed in the pocket of my hoodie. I slipped it out and read Casey across the top. “Shit, my old buddy is calling me.”
“Yeah? Who?” He swung our hotel room door open and stepped inside, adjusting his semi-hard cock in his shorts.
“Our old quarterback, Casey Carter. He’s with Vegas now.” With a shake of my head, I shut the door behind me and answered the call. “Dude, how the hell are you?” My smile widened.
“Great, how are you? I heard you’re still not playing tonight because of your ankle. What the hell happened? How bad is it?” Casey asked.
“It’s not bad. I’ll only be out next week, and then I should play in the subsequent away game.” I trudged into the room and sat on the desk chair, swiveling around to face Grey, who was watching me intently from the bed while teasing his now hard cock through his joggers. He couldn’t stop for a phone call? I smirked.
“And your replacement, Greyson Moore, is the old friend of yours who took my old room?” Casey snickered. “Yes, I’ve already spoken with Tex.”
“You have, huh?” Shit, did he know all the details? Did it matter if he did? I trusted Casey with my life. “Yes, and he’s present in the room with me.”
Grey’s brows snapped up while he brushed his fingers along the outline of his dick.
“I saw some game footage from last week. He seems pretty good. I suppose you’re coaching him on the side?” Casey asked.
“Of course, I am. I can’t have him suck and lose the game for us.” With a snigger, I glanced through the window at the darksky. If I kept watching Grey, I’d get hard, and it seemed weird to talk to Casey with a boner.
“So…I have some news.” His smirk carried through to his voice.
“Yeah? What’s that?” I straightened my spine. I hadn’t heard from him since he left for Vegas with Ryker.
“My agent asked me about you. So, of course I recommended he talk to you and sign you when the season is over,” Casey said.
“Really? That’s great. I was planning to hit you or JJ up to see if you could put a word in. I figured Dennis had already seen me play with you last year.” My heart soared. If Dennis Brenner was good enough for Casey, he’d be good enough for me. I didn’t need to vet any further.