In a husky voice, he nipped at my jawline and said, “You want me to draw it out, to edge you?” He found my mouth with his and gave me searing kisses, his tongue darting across mine as he slowed his hand.
“Yeah, babe.” At a slower pace, we writhed against each other, the sensation in my dick humming. Wait,babe? I’d never called him that. Why now? I peeked at him, his eyes closed as he licked my neck to my ear and bit my earlobe. Shivers raced down my shoulder while goosebumps rose on my skin. He didn’t seem to mind the term of endearment.
He flicked his tongue against the shell of my ear and then whispered, “I tried to forget how good it felt to be with you. But no one ever compared.” His throat dipped against mine.
As warmth flooded my chest, I said, “We’re good together, Wren. Perfect.” I nuzzled into his hair, the sensitivity in my cock building. As his body trembled above me, my dick pulsed and dribbled precum into his hand. “Fuck, getting close.”
“Me too.” Leaving our cocks, he stopped and lifted onto his elbows, his forearms cradling my head, his dick pressed achingly hard against mine. “Let’s give it a minute.” He nipped my lower lip, pulling on it with his teeth. “Damn, I want to move.” He gazed deeply into my eyes.
“Don’t.” My cock twitched in protest. Damn it, one tiny rock of the hips and I’d lose it. I trailed my gaze across his face. “You know you’re even more beautiful than in high school?” A grin teased my lips.
“Yeah? How could that be? I remember you telling me I was the most stunning man you’d ever seen back then.” He kissed the tip of my nose.
“You’re even more stunning now, and I stand by my statement.” I brushed my hand across his curved lower back. “You stole my breath then, and when I saw you on the field the first time this season, you did it again.”
“Naw, you were just shocked.” He giggled, and the bouncing of his body rubbed his cock against mine.
Pleasure jolted through me, all the way to my toes. “Fuck, be careful. You almost made me nut.” My grin waned, and I brushed my hand over the back of his hair. “Seriously, Wren, I’m uh…” Should I tell him? He had to know already.
“Oh, fuck.” As his brows creased and his breath hitched, he shoved his hand between us, grabbed our dicks and stroked fast and hard. “Coming, can’t stop.”
As his hot cum splashed on my stomach, I pulled his mouth to mine, swallowing his gasps. Thrusting into his hand, the raw edge of climax surged over me, tensing my stomach and balls, spilling my cum into his hand in quick spurts. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut as wave after wave pulsed through me. As it slowed, I relaxed my limbs.
With a huff, he fell onto me in a heap. “I didn’t mean to do that, but it sure as hell was amazing.” He brushed his cheek against my pec. “Our bodies really like each other.” He giggled. “Fuck, I don’t know what I’m saying. I’ll shut up now.”
“I know what you mean.” I hugged him, my arms wrapping around his shoulders, and kissed his hair. My foggy brain returned to the scene at the elevator. “Hey, do you care if anyone on the team knows about us?”
“The team?” He skimmed a circle on my shoulder with his fingers.
“Yeah, like Nick. He caught me coming up here and didn’t buy my excuse of walking my nerves off in the halls. He knew what I was doing.” I set my gaze on the ceiling. Inevitably, more people on the team would find out.
“I don’t care who knows. We’re both out, right?” He lifted his head, his gaze finding mine. “There are no rules against cheerleaders dating football players.” He gave me a cheeky grin. “I asked Grace just to be sure.”
“Oh, good.” When had he asked? It didn’t matter, except that it meant he was serious about us. “Then I won’t hold back next time someone questions me.” With a grin, I brushed my knuckles down his cheek. God, I was falling hard and fast. Our history surely played a role.
He moved, and the skin of our chests stuck together. “I seem to be glued to you.” He smirked. “And you need your rest for the game tomorrow. I don’t want to be blamed for your notplaying well.” He gave me a pointed look as he peeled off me and rose to sit on the edge of the bed.
Tilting my head on the pillow, I said, “Are you kicking me out of your room?” I lifted onto my elbows, my gaze catching the dried cum on my chest and stomach.
“I think I am.” With a quick kiss on my lips, he strolled toward the bathroom. “I’ll get you a wet washcloth.” He disappeared into the bathroom, and the sound of running water floated through the air.
I fell on my back. If only his roommate were male. Then, our roommates could switch for the night. I doubted Grace would want to room with Nick, however. My brow arched. Or maybe…
“Here.” He strolled toward me with a washcloth, his junk on full display, his lean muscles flexing, and then he handed it to me.
“Thanks.” I sat up and wiped off while he found his clothing and dressed. “Where did Grace go?”
“She’s in our team captain’s room. They’re doing beauty face masks.” He rolled his eyes. “I’d normally do it with them but…” He flipped his palm toward me and lifted his brows.
“Yes, you had to hook up with me.” I chuckled, handed him the washcloth and then dressed. “Any chance Grace has a thing for Nick Penny?” Didn’t hurt to ask.
He followed me to his door. “Nick Penny? Why?” He landed his hand on the doorknob.
“I entertained a crazy notion about them rooming together sometime, so we could spend the night on the road.” I leaned my ass against the wall. “I know Nick doesn’t have a girlfriend.”
“Eli, you’re devious. You’d set them up so we could have a night together in a strange city?” He chuckled. “I’m not sure the team manager would be happy about that.”
“Yeah, you’re right.” With a soft snort, I combed my fingers through my hair. “I guess we can spend the night at home, right? There’s nothing stopping us.” Would he want to though? Why not?
