“You coming to practice?” Ash asked me quietly as we settled into the almost comfy seats.
“Yeah, Coach can fuck off if he thinks he’s keeping me away this time.” Pulling out a notebook and a pen from my backpack, I slid down my seat a little to get comfier. “Plus, I want to know who told half these fucking rumors I’m hearing.”
“I like the one where you got your car stolen while you were in the back seat getting fucked, and neither you nor the thief noticed.”
I stared at my cousin, who grinned as he set up his laptop. Ash always brought a laptop. He had hideous handwriting, and by typing his notes, he was at least guaranteed to be able to read them later.
“That isn’t even plausible.”
“People are idiots.” His glance at me with his half-shrug was dismissive. “Even being robbed, you’re still a legend,” he grunted good humoredly.
“It’s all lies and bullshit.” I frowned at my lined notebook and started drawing out the gridiron. “This is the only thing that matters.”
“Yup.” The professor started the class, and the rustling as people settled down quietened. Ash shifted in his seat so he was closer to me. “Quinn have any luck?”
“Not yet, but I have more faith in Queeny than the Elises.” Turning my head slightly, I took in his side profile. “She’s more invested.”
Ash huffed out an acknowledgment but said nothing further about her. “We need to remind Jamie who’s his team captain,” Ash murmured.
“Already on it.” I showed him my phone and my text messages with Gray.
Me:Jamie spilled to Elise
Gray:Which one?
Me:One
Gray:Prick! Put Ash on him in practice
Gray:I’ll get the fucker in the locker room
Me:Nah I got it
Gray:No. You can’t afford to get caught, Coach will have your ass
Gray:Fucker needs to be taught some respect
Ash was grinning as he read, and he pulled his own phone out and joined the chat.
Ash:I’m ready to teach
Gray:Preach to that
Me:We still need him for the season
Gray:Do we? Pity . . .
Ash and I shared a grin before we both put our phones away, and as Ash began to pay attention to the lecture, I closed my eyes and rested my head against the back wall.
A hot mouth was wrapped around my dick, and I was thrusting into her willing mouth at a steady pace.
“That’s it, just like that,” I encouraged as I tightened my fists in her hair. Her mouth was going to suck me dry if she kept this up, and I wanted to fuck her first before I came, but her mouth was too fucking good. My head tilted back as I kneeled on the bed before her, her body crouched in front of me as her tongue stroked me in rhythm. I was going to come; fuck, she better swallow. “Shit,” I cursed as I filled her mouth. Her small choke was not enough to deter me from gripping her head tighter as I held her in place.
Sitting back, she released me with a pop, her blonde hair covering her face as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. I gave my dick a couple of hard strokes. How the fuck was I still hard? “Turn over,” I commanded, and she willingly flipped onto her stomach. “Ass up, it’s your turn.”
A sharp dig into my side had me jerking upright. Ash was looking at me with wide eyes before his eyes flicked to my crotch, and I realized I was hard.
“Seriously?” Ash asked incredulously as he packed his laptop away. “I hear those fucking moans enough when I’m in the room next to yours, I don’t need them beside me in fucking economics.”
