I did a good job of avoiding Adam all morning, choosing to sneak out at 6 am and have breakfast on campus instead of with the rest of the guys. I’ve resorted to counting down the days now. I trained at the gym, imagining Adam’s face the entire time I was punching the bag. Those perfect teeth were knocked out and he had a couple of shiners under his eyes. It felt good while I was doing it. I like to think that knockout session brought me some clarity. Not enough clarity to be happy for them, but enough that I could walk into my house without breaking a window. Still not sure what will happen when I see Adam.
When I got home that day, no one else was there. It was still early afternoon and I’d decided to study in my room, instead of the kitchen. I didn’t like the idea that Adam could sneak up on me. My phone rang and I avoided it, knowing it was Coach. Scouts for teams have been contacting him but I’ve put off speaking to any of them directly. He thinks my performance in the Combine means I’ll most likely be picked second round because of my defensive position. There’s a lot of tactics involved in my pick and I don’t really have an idea about where I’m going to end up. My agent and I agreed I shouldn’t tick any teams off, so it’s better to stay neutral until I know where I’m going.
I’ll be happy getting picked second or third round because I’ll still have enough cash to pay for Chloe’s treatment as well as buy my mom a house wherever I’m going to live next year. These are the things I should be focusing on because they’re the things that will matter in two months. Not a happily in love couple here. In less than two months, I will hopefully be drafted. Reign and Adam won’t matter. They shouldn’t matter now. They’re still going to be here for another year. Together. Don’t they deserve to be happy? I’ll be long gone. Most likely in another state, focused on winning for my team and getting paid. Reign needs someone to rely on. She’s got no one and Adam is the most loyal and caring asshole I’ve ever met. They’re perfect for each other really. Something I should have noticed when all of this started.
As I sat at my desk, reading through one final assignment, my phone buzzed next to me again. I contemplated whether I should check. It’s no Coach. Adam has been blowing up my phone since last night and I can’t be bothered to read another text from him calling me an idiot. But then thoughts of Chloe going missing run through my mind and I immediately grab it to check it’s not her facility calling.
Reign: Hey D, I was wondering if you wanted to watch the bachelor with me tonight? Thought we could watch it together.
She knew how to rub salt in the wound, didn’t she? She missed it last night because she was too busy going on a date with Adam. Does she really think watching that stupid show while playing drinking games with me was appropriate now that she has a new boyfriend? She’s probably trying to soften the blow. Get me drunk to tell me she’s in love with Adam. I shook my head, dropping my phone back down to the table and focusing on my work.
This is good. The more Adam and Reign pushed me, the more annoyed I got and the less I cared that they were bumping uglies. Okay, that’s a lie. I will always care who’s bumping uglies with Reign. Especially if it’s not me. At least the more they pissed me off, the more I was looking forward to leaving this place.
The phone buzzed again, toying with my emotions like I was Woody from Toy Story. I itched to check it, but I knew it was her wondering why I’m ignoring her. I shouldn’t check it. I shouldn’t. I should just focus on the Draft. Burly football men. That’s who I’m going to be hanging out with for the next few years. Burly men. Not soft, sweet curves that I wanted to touch and play with. Nope. Not those. Just smelly, burly men. With thick lumberjack beards. And bad breath.
My hands move before my head could stop them. Apparently, the prospect of hairy burly men motivated them into action. Like I suspected, it was another message from Reign.
Reign: Are you ignoring me? Because I spoke to Adam last night and he told me you were ignoring him too.
I groaned. She just had to bring Adam up again, didn’t she? It’s like she’s trying to shred every last piece of my heart.
Reign: I think you’ve got the wrong end of the stick D.
She continued messaging. Ignoring the fact that I was ignoring her.
Reign: Open your window.
I ignored her last request. I needed to stay strong. I heard a light tap against my curtain covered window and scrubbed a hand down my face. Ignore. My phone buzzes again. Ignore. Another tap. Ignore.
‘Devin,’ Her voice yelled through the paned window. ‘Check your damn phone.’ She shrieked and my lip quirked at hearing her curse. Not something I’m used to. Lifting my phone, I do as she says, checking her last message.
The phone drops from my hand in excitement, confusion, shock, and any other emotion that I can’t think of right now because she just fried any working brain cells I had left with that last message. I bent back down, picking up the phone again to see if the picture was still there or if it was all in my imagination. It was still there. I think my heart stopped beating.
My mouth watered as I looked over the picture of her in that bunny costume staring down the camera. The phone was tilted up, in a hot girl selfie angle giving me a great view of her boobs and my goodness did they look good in that corset. The words ‘What’s up Doc?’ were plastered above the bunny ears. She was trying to kill me. It was the only explanation for sending me a picture like this. Although, I can’t deny, being suffocated in those boobs would be a pretty awesome way to go.
‘I know you’ve seen it.’ She spoke loudly through the glass again. ‘I can see the blue ticks. Will you please open your curtain?’ After saving that picture three times and screenshotting it for good measure, I reluctantly walked towards the curtain. I wasn’t sure if I should be excited or pissed at this whole thing.
Of all the things I was expecting when I opened the curtain. I was not expecting Reign to be standing there, bottom lip tucked under her teeth in my gray sweatshirt and heels. ‘Where are your pants?’ I blurted out, staring at her bare thighs, remembering when they were wrapped around my face.
She looked down and then back up to me with a smirk on her face. She shrugged while tilting her head. ‘Whoops. I guess I forgot.’
My hands were trembling because they wanted to touch her so badly. I stuffed them in my pockets, leaning back on my heels, thankful for the railing between us. ‘Maybe you need to put some on,’ I muttered, eyes focused on the ground, too confused to look at her.
She laughed. ‘Maybe you should stop being a stubborn ass and get over here.’ She opened her window wider, leaving plenty of space for me to make my move. She turned around walking further into the room. The heels made her butt stick out and I couldn’t help but follow. I jumped the railing with such ease, she was surprised to hear the thud of my boots connecting with the wooden floorboards so quickly.
She jumped and looked over her shoulder with a smile. ‘Shut the curtain.’ She instructed. My brows furrowed in confusion, but I did as she asked. The only light now illuminating the room came from her desk lamp. ‘Why have you been ignoring me?’ I swear she purred it out like a hot little pussy cat.
I couldn’t answer straight away, assuming that ‘because I’m obsessed with you,’ might be an awkward response. ‘I’ve been busy,’ I mumbled, running a hand through my hair, looking anywhere but her face.
‘Mhmm’ she tipped her head up, sitting down on her bed, the sweatshirt riding fist-clenchingly high. Is she wearing anything under that? She’s trying to make me sweat; I can tell by her cocked eyebrow and grin. I forced myself to look down at my feet and shoved my hands in my pockets again in fear that they might touch things they aren’t supposed to.
‘Too busy to talk to me?’ She pouted, sticking that big plump bottom lip out. I eased my hips back, hoping to hide the tent growing my sweats just thinking about her. ‘Last night I wanted to talk to you.’
I rubbed one hand over my face, preparing for disappointment, but my dick was still hopeful it seems. She languidly raised up from her bed, walking back over to me. ‘I’m here now. We can talk.’ I quipped. I might as well get this over with. So I can move on.
‘I’m not dating Adam. I was never dating him.’ She stated. My head tilted as I studied her beautiful face. ‘If you had let Adam talk to you last night, you would know that and that I’m only interested in you. You idiot.’
I could feel my mouth hanging open. ‘But why did you -‘
She shook her head, biting her bottom lip as she glanced at me. ‘Uh uh. I think we’re done talking for now.’ She cupped my cheeks, lifting her mouth to mine, kissing me gently, tenderly as though she wanted to check I was okay with this. I was frozen. Thousands of questions running through my head, but none mattered when she brought my bottom lip into her mouth, sucking it lightly. Her eyes stared into mine, still looking for permission.
Hell Yes.
Her hesitant pecks and nipping weren’t enough. I was greedy. I wanted all of her. I threaded a hand through her hair, forcing her lips to open against mine, making it easier to slip my tongue in. She lightly bit down on my lip when I rested my other hand on her bare ass making her squeal. I was straining against my boxers knowing that she wasn’t wearing anything under my sweatshirt.
Her hands moved to my chest as she kissed my jaw, moving down my neck and nibbling when she got there. It seems Reign was as greedy as me. Her hands grasped at the edges of my shirt, trying to magically force it off. I grabbed the back of it, pulling it over my head as her hot mouth kissed down my chest, licking the crevices as she bent to get lower down, giving me a great view of her ass and the tiny white lace thong, she had on.
The trail of her tongue teased my skin. Her hands resting just above the fabric of my sweats. I watched her eyes widen as her gaze lowered to my gray sweatpants seeing how hard I was just from her kisses. Her lip upturned as her fingers lingered at the hem of the pants, her nails tickling my abs, torturing me slowly.
She was making me so hard it hurt. I let out a sigh when her fingers dipped past the elastic of my boxers and wrapped around my cock. I had to think of ice baths and Aiden’s hairy ass just to stop myself coming on the spot like an inexperienced teenager.
She watched my reaction as she did something completely unexpected. She dropped to her knees, her face directly in front of my cock and licked her lips. I dug my fingers into the delicate flesh of her shoulders, salivating at the thought of what was to come.
She skimmed my pants down, only enough to free my cock. I barely felt the cool night air on my dick before Reign shoved it in her mouth, devouring my long thick shaft like it was a lollipop. This is how I wanted to die with her thick lips moving up and down my cock, watching my reaction.
I closed my eyes, tilting my head back and letting my hips jerk into her hot wet mouth. She released my cock with a pop, wrapping her hand around the base and tickling the tip with her tongue as she eagerly lapped up my pre-cum. My whole body trembled when she lowered her mouth back down, inch by inch.
Holding the back of her head, she let me control the speed. She swallowed when I pushed myself down her throat and I was close. Standing was making me much more sensitive.
‘Darlin, I’m going to come,’ I warned, letting go of her head so she could back up, but she didn’t flinch. When she didn’t get up, I glanced down seeing a soft smile forming at the corner of her lips. She held me firm in her mouth, hallowing out her cheeks and sucking me hard. She wanted me to come. So I did. She swallowed every last inch, licking up my shaft just to make sure she didn’t miss anything. ‘Fuck.’ My legs trembled and I took no time lifting her up, crashing her lips against mine.
We made out, frantically, as though we weren’t just standing there nearly naked and I didn’t just blow my load in her mouth. I could get lost in her kisses all night if that’s all she wanted to do. She pulled her lips away from me, licking her lips as she pushed away from me.
Reign confidently walked over to the bed, sitting down with her legs crossed. ‘I want you,’ I whispered as I looked at the apex of her thighs and the shock of white lace fabric covering exactly what I wanted.
She just smirked, leaning back on her forearms and opening her legs, showing me everything I wanted to see. I growled, kneeling in front of her and pushing my sweatshirt up so I could slide my hand across the curve of her breast as I took the other one in my mouth, nipping and sucking at the tip. She moaned, arching her back to my touch.
‘Devin. I need you.’ She whined out, her head falling back as her hips rocked against my groin, trying to find any friction she could. I smiled, loving the way I was making her feel. My hands traveled to her hips, grasping at the fabric on either side and pulling it down, past her knees, to the floor.
Her pussy is perfect, pretty, pink, wet, and just for me. I licked my lips, anticipating what I was going to do next. I moved back, kissing just behind her knees, and working my way up to her thighs. When I’d get close to her center, I turned my attention to her other thigh, kissing my way up, ignoring her tortured moans.
She opened her legs wider, trying to force me to touch her and that’s when I dragged my thumb along her slit, teasing her until I slowly pushed two fingers inside her. Her hips raised as my fingers went deeper into her warm heat. I couldn’t help myself; I dipped my head down and licked her swollen clit, watching her eyes close at the touch. I didn’t let up, flicking her clit over and over, hearing her get louder and louder.
Her hands gripped my hair as she screamed loud enough to alert the whole house of my presence. Hopefully, Lyss and Laura were out for the afternoon. She rocked her hips against my mouth as I lapped up her juices, growing hard again just from watching and tasting her.
My name left her mouth every time I flicked her clit, working her faster and faster until I could feel her clenching around my fingers, her body withering at my touch. I watched her breathing increase as I tasted every inch of her.
Her cheeks flushed and she tightened her legs around my head, rocking her body against my mouth as the orgasm took over. I was in heaven. I take back what I said before. This is what I want to die doing.
I watched her come down from the high and kissed her thigh, wiping my mouth as I lifted up. I wanted to be inside her. Now. ‘Do you have condoms?’ I asked. She opened her eyes, half-lidded, shaking her head.
‘I’m on the pill. I’m clean.’ She muttered. ‘Are you?’
I nodded, even though I know I’m clean because I get tested regularly for football, I’ve never been with someone long enough to forgo condoms. ‘Are you sure?’
‘Yes. Please I need you.’ Her hands clasped my shoulders as she tried to force my body on hers but she’s no match for me. I took my time, moving up her body, resting my elbows on both sides of her head and kissed her mouth as I wrapped her legs around my waist. Grasping my cock, I rubbed it up and down her slit, indulging in the feeling of her wet pussy against it without a condom. “Please,” She whined, and I centered myself as I eased into her smoothly. Her wetness made it easy to slide into her, but as she gripped at my cock, my thrusting became haphazard. It’s never felt this warm, this wet. This good. When I got used to the feeling. I thrusted into her over and over, loving being inside her bareback. She clutched the sheets as I growled, nipping at her neck, her skin sticky from the sweat.
I moved against her, grabbing her ass, pulling her closer. She held onto my shoulders, biting on her bottom lip, trying to hold back. Her nails bit into my shoulders, I knew she was close, I could feel her body tensing. ‘Dev, I’m…’ She got out before her orgasm took over. She trembled beneath me as her pussy clenched my cock and the feeling alone set off my own climax.
After a few final thrusts, I collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily and taking in what we just did. I lifted up to press my lips against hers one last time before I rolled off to the side to live next to her. After a couple of minutes of just breathing, I smiled at her. Her dazed chocolate eyes connected to mine as I watched her chest heaving. My hoodie was still scrunched up above her armpits and she looked well and truly fucked. She’s perfect. ‘Does this mean you’ll finally let me take you out on a date?’
Her plump lips parted with a laugh as she pulled my hoodie down. ‘We’ve done it all backwards, haven’t we?’
I took her hand in mine, waffling our fingers together as I lifted them to my mouth, kissing her knuckles softly, feeling more connected to her than I’ve ever felt with anyone before. ‘Doesn’t make my feelings for you any different,’ I whispered.
She looked up to the ceiling, a smile still etched across her face. ‘I would love to go on a date with you Devin.’ She said.
‘Well then be ready tomorrow.’ I grinned, already thinking about where I was going to take her. I wanted to treat my girl. Because that’s what she was now. My girl.
