“Eric, if you don’t shut the fuck up and do something, I’m going to shut you up,” I warned him. He chuckled as he muttered something about me being a moody bastard. My hips bucked off the bed as Eric’s calloused hand wrapped around my length.
“Is that better?” he asked teasingly. I groaned, then bit back a moan when the pointed tip of Eric’s tongue dipped into my slit.
“Fuck yes,” I ground out, trying to keep from writhing in pleasure when he sucked my tip into his mouth. “God, don’t stop.”
Eric tugged at the waistband of my jeans and I lifted enough for him to pull them lower on my hips. His fingernails dug into my skin and I smiled at the idea of having marks on my body from something other than getting the shit kicked out of me. I felt his plump lips wrap around me again and it was impossible to resist the urge to thrust into his mouth. He groaned around me as he took me to the back of his throat then swallowed.
There was nothing sweet or intimate about the way I fucked his mouth. Eric took everything I gave him and dug his fingers into my ass as if begging me to give him even more. A sheen of sweat coated my body, and I fisted the sheets as I felt his middle finger shove between my ass cheeks. He taunted my hole, never breaching my entrance as he sucked my cock hard and fast.
Even if I’d have wanted to, there was no way I could stop my orgasm as it crashed through my body. I tried to push Eric away, but he sucked harder and faster, swallowing every drop of my cum. By the time he stood up and moved onto the bed next to me, both of us were struggling to catch our breath. I ran the tip of my index finger over his swollen lips and my eyes rolled back in my head as he sucked that into his mouth as well.
“God, I’d have thought you’d have gotten enough already,” I teased.
“I’m just getting started,” he quipped after releasing my finger. “Fuck, if I’d have known you wouldn’t get pissed, I’d have done this a long time ago.”
If there was one thing I’d learned from last night, it was that life’s way too fucking short for regrets. Yeah, it would have been much more entertaining to stay here last winter, fucking and getting fucked, but nothing either of us could do would change that. On the other hand, now that I knew what the man was capable of, I had every intention of exploiting his mouth again very soon.
I couldn’t bring myself to go so far as to tell Eric that I wanted to do this again, but I think he knew. We laid there together, him running his fingers through my hair as I waited for my heartbeat to slow to something more reasonable. I knew I was going to be sore when I tried to get up, but it was worth it to know I wasn’t working my way into a full-blown crush on yet another man who’d never reciprocate. The sound of someone pounding on my bedroom door interrupted me from basking in the afterglow of an amazing orgasm.
“Yeah?” I yelled, choking back a laugh as I watched Eric get to work trying to dress me once again. This time, I didn’t bother to tell him that I could manage on my own. I was beginning to see the benefit of needing help with certain tasks, especially if it led to more hot times with Eric.
“If you’re about done in there, you have company,” Jason informed me. My cheeks heated so much I was sure they were beet red. I threw my good arm over my face, mortified by the thought that I may not have been as quiet as I’d thought. If my parents had heard what was going on, I might be forced to walk down to the beach and throw myself into Lake Michigan.
“Do you think he knows?” I asked.
Eric shrugged. “Would you give a shit if he does?”
“I guess not,” I conceded. “But if he knows, then so does whoever else is out there. And I don’t know about you, but I’m not quite ready to profess my undying love and devotion.”
“Gee, you really know how to make a guy feel special,” Eric huffed. That made me remember Jason’s warning from yesterday. I reached out to Eric, hoping to ease his mind. It wasn’t that I couldn’t possibly, someday in the distant future, have feelings for someone like him, but it wasn’t going to be today, or this month, or even this year. “It’s okay Drew, I was giving you a hard time.”
“In case you haven’t heard, I’m recovering from some rather serious injuries,” I scolded him. “I’m pretty sure the doctors in charge of my care wouldn’t appreciate knowing that you have no problem trying to freak me the hell out. If my blood pressure goes up, it’s all your fault.”
This time, Eric barked out a hearty laugh as he wrapped his arm around my waist. “Babe, there’s no doubt in my mind that your blood pressure is high right now, but it’s not because of anything I said. I’m pretty sure that has everything to do with the fact that I just blew your mind in more ways than one.”
With that, Eric turned and walked out of my bedroom, leaving my mouth gaping like a fish out of water. Whatever I thought I knew about Eric Sapp, it was obvious I had a lot to learn.
8
Bryce
As soon asI saw Eric walk out of Drew’s bedroom, I knew it had been a mistake to come back today. I’d wondered what was going on between Eric and Drew yesterday, but there was no doubt in my mind that there was more than Jason told me when Eric came out with his lips swollen and still wet.
I grabbed my jacket off the back of the couch and quickly turned to the door. If I hurried, I could get out of there before Drew saw me. I’d have to explain my hasty departure to him later, but I could blame it on something coming up at the center.
“Hey, where are you going?” Jason asked as he closed the door before I could escape. I glanced over my shoulder and saw that we now had everyone in the room’s attention.
“I forgot that I have some stuff to take care of at the center,” I lied. Jason sighed and cocked his head toward the door. He followed me outside and stood in the middle of the path to the driveway.
“Cut the bullshit.” Jason crossed his arms tightly over his chest, waiting to see if I’d lie to him again. “I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing, but you’re not going to bail without even seeing Drew. He’s going to find out you were here, and then he’s going to think you didn’t want to see him.”
“Looked to me like he won’t even notice.” I hated how petulant I sounded. “Between you, his parents, and Eric, I’m pretty sure it’s a full house already.”
“Bryce, don’t be like that.”
“Are you going to try telling me there’s nothing going on between those two?” I challenged him.
“Yeah, I am,” Jason responded firmly. “Look, I’m not going to insult you and say they weren’t fooling around, because I’m pretty sure they were. But even so, I know Eric well enough to know he’s not about to get involved with another ball player, especially one who lives so far away during the season.”
