The pool did absolutely nothing for me tonight. I expected to come home and find Lyla already sound asleep. So imagine my worry when I pulled in and her car wasn’t here. Thankfully my father had given me her number before they left for their trip, I just hadn’t used it yet so it was the perfect time to do so. I was relieved when she said she was studying and not with a guy. I wonder if she has a boyfriend. That’s one thing I haven’t had the chance to ask but I will soon enough because the anger that ran through my veins even thinking about her beneath another man almost made me spiral. I love the way her body responds to me. Between my words and touch it truly sends me over the edge every time. But that voice in the back of my mind telling me she’s off limits continues to win. Tomorrow I have a game and I really hope she comes. It’s a home game and If I’m not mistaken she stated she attends every home game. It would really make my night knowing she’s in the stands watching me do what I love most.
Climbing out of the pool, the cold air licks up my wet skin and I shiver. She was right. I’m freezing my nuts off out here. I laugh as I wrap the cold towel around my body and head inside through the double doors. Stepping in, I sigh as the heat envelopes me, warming me to the bone. Thank god for heated floors because this tile would be like ice walking on it bare footed. Reaching behind me, I lock the doors and shut off the patio light.I wonder if she’s asleep yet?Walking through the kitchen to the stairs, I glance at the front door to make sure it’s locked before setting the alarm on the wall as I walk up the steps. Once at the top I shut off the light and emerge into darkness.
Walking down the hall, I see her bedroom door is cracked open a bit and I peak my head in to find her sleeping. Her soft snores echo the room and I step in, not being able to help myself. As I get closer my dick hardens in my shorts and I watch as her chest rises and falls with each breath she takes. I tilt my head to the side and examine her expression while she sleeps. Her eyebrows are furrowed and her lips are parted. She stirs a bit causing the blanket to slide down just a bit to see she’s topless. Her pink nipple slips out and I lick my lips. Reaching down I gently rub my thumb over the hardened peak, wanting to wrap my lips around it so fucking bad, but I don’t. Instead I take my cock out and stroke it as I continue to watch her sleep. She stirs again and her thigh peaks out from the blanket, letting me know she’s absolutely naked underneath. Fuck! I grip my dick tighter, pumping faster, wishing I could slide my hand under the blanket, between her legs. I bite my bottom lip roughly to keep the moan begging to spill from my mouth as she stirs again, widening her thighs. It’s like she knows I’m here for her.Fucking hell.
I drag my fist up and down my length, squeezing the tip and letting my precum drip on her nipple. She moans in her sleep but her eyes never open as I pump faster. I need to touch her.I need to know if whatever she’s dreaming about has her tight little cunt dripping. Fuck it. I slowly slide my hand underneath the blanket without touching her thigh and find her clit with ease. I use my thumb and rub it then sink a finger between her lips only to find her soaked.Fuckkk. She moans again and I slide my finger inside her, pumping so fucking slowly. Jesus, I want to taste her. I want her to know it’s me and not whatever fuckhead she’s dreaming out. I growl low, not wanting her to wake up as I add another finger. She tightens around me and a soft whimper leaves her parted lips. I freeze for a second then her soft snores resume. I need to fucking cum. I’m so fucking close.
I pick up my pace and remove my fingers from her drenched cunt and smear her arousal over my tip.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.I pump faster and that familiar tingle races up my spine causing me to bite my lips as I jerk my cock faster, squeezing tighter before I cum so fucking hard on her gorgeous flesh. My body litters with goosebumps and I shiver as the last drop of my seed drips on to her perfect skin. I take a deep breath and tuck myself back into my shorts. Leaning down, I press my lips gently against hers.
“You’re mine and you don’t even know it yet.” I whisper and she rolls over with a groan and I leave the room, shutting her door quietly behind me. I know she’s forbidden. I know she’s off limits. But fuck. This is never going to work if we continue this game. Maybe we just need to fuck and that will be it?Maybe?
Lyla
Game Night
It’s game night at Restin U and I’m not sure what the hell to wear. All I have is Case Nicoletti apparel and I don’t want him to spot me. Ugh, I wish I had someone else’s jersey to wear, but no—I’m obsessed with him and have everything all about Case. I’m glad I found out who he was before I decorated my room, and come to think of it. I need to yell at my mother for not warning me. Taking out my phone, I dial her number, bringing the phone to my ear.
“Hi Honey, how are you?” She asks cheerfully.
“I’m okay, mom. But um, when were you going to tell me that my new step brother wastheeCase Nicoletti?” I ask, and she laughs.
“Oh, honey, I did tell you. Just goes to show how much you listen to me when we speak,” she says, and my eyes widen.
“No, there is no way. If you had told me that… it is something I would’ve remembered.” I say and she laughs again.
“I promise you I did. Why? Is everything alright?” she asks, and I huff.
“I met him last weekend. I’m just glad I didn't decorate my new room and embarrass myself.” I say, plopping onto my bed.
“Oh, it’s alright. Just think, now you can get front row tickets to all his games because you’re his sister,” she informs me, and I cringe. That just made it a whole lot worse.
“Step-sister. Alright mom, it’s game night, I gotta head out. I hope you’re having fun,” I tell her.
“I’m having a great time. Tell Case we said hi, talk soon. Love you,” she says as the line goes dead.
Chucking the phone next to me, I throw my hands over my face. Guess I’ll head to school and meet up with Annie and get ready with her.
Hours later we are walking into the arena and low and behold I’m wearing his jersey, with black leggings. My hair is flowing down my back and a Dirty Knight’s hat on my head, to match the jersey. I hand Annie her cup of hot chocolate once we find our seats and my eyes immediately search for him. Finding him with ease as he stretches on the ice, making the girls go wild with every grind of his hips.Lord.I smirk to myself thinking how bad all his little fans want him and I’ve already seen his dick which brings me to last night. I think he came into my room last nightbecause when I woke up the side of my thigh was sticky. Not that I mind but he could’ve woken me up. Or I’m delulu and just wished he came in last night.Ugh. I really need to get it together.
“Earth to Lyla,” Annie snaps her fingers in my face to get my attention.
“Huh, what?” I say turning to look at her as she giggles.
“You really have a thing for hockey players, don’t you?” She asks and my cheeks redden.Am I really that obvious? Of course I fucking am. I’m wearing everything Case, along with his numbers painted on my face like a high schooler.
“I just love hockey.” I lie and she shakes her head.
“Liar,” she whispers, bumping her shoulder into mine., causing me to laugh.
“Any-hoo, what were you saying?” I ask as the lights dim, then flash while music blares through the speakers.
“Oh, it’s starting,” Annie says and I grin. This is one of my favorite parts. The team comes out on the ice and gets into a line as the song changes to “Wobble” by V.I.C. I cheer, getting out of my seat screaming my head off as I shake my hips and follow the line dance the best I can in such a small space. The cheering is for the guys who’re swinging Jerseys, to send out into the stands while rolling their hips making the crowd go wild. The atmosphere here is electrifying as always. The Dirty Knights sure know how to put on a show. Annie stands with me and dances along, even though she doesn’t know all the steps. Her eyes are glued to the Goalie. I wonder if I can put a good word in for her when I speak to Case next. Speaking of that man, he waves the jersey in the air sending it flying into the crowd and I damn near growl, wanting that damn shirt. His eyes scan the arena and I cringe hoping he doesn’t find me. There’s a whole stadium of people. How the hell would he find me in a crowd… Right? Wrong! His eyes find mine and I immediately look away andlaugh with Annie, acting like I didn’t see him spot me. I glance over and he’s speaking to an attendant then looks at me again. I turn away and take a sip of my hot chocolate. The song ends and I sit down as the other team does a lap before Case and the other forward face off for the puck.
An hour into the game I’m yelling and screaming at the Knights to get their heads out of their asses, when a short old man dressed in a black polo shirt and khaki pants steps up to me, handing me a note.
“From Mr. Case Nicoletti, dear,” He says and I read the note.
Lyla,
