“Move your finger…” I say between pants… “just off to the side.” The pressure builds in my core, all the blood rushing between my legs. “Fuck…just like that. Just a little more—Ah!” He does exactly as I ask with the precision of a sniper. “Just a bit more to the side…ohhhh, holy fuck. Right there.”
I’m writhing against his hand. It’s been so long—there’s no prolonging this. “JJ…shit…I-I’m coming.”
A breathless moan escapes me, my body shaking. His hips thrust against my leg. His hand is still working me until he’s sure I’m done, as he groans, panting, unable to control what he’s experiencing as well.
“Fuck, Kenni!” he screams with several more slow, deep thrusts. I still, a satisfied smile softening my face as I realize he’s reached his own orgasm.
Holy. Fucking. Hotness.
The bliss of this much-needed orgasm, and the fact that he just came in his goddamn pants, nearly sends me over the edge again. He collapses on his back next to me with a full-body sigh. He’s spent. I’m spent. Both of us are trying to recover from the euphoria flooding through us.
“Come here.” I motion for him to roll back my way.
“Kenni, no.” His voice is shaky, the man desperately trying to regain his composure. “I’m a mess, I?—”
“Do I look like I care? I said, come here.” His body tenses, my voice softening as I try to calm his fear. “I need you to feel what you did to me on the first fucking try.”
He does as I ask, and I take his finger, placing it next to my clit, letting him feel the still pulsing heartbeat that’s thrumming only because of him, onlyforhim. I’m not sure if I’m still shaking from the orgasm, or if it’s because my heart is starting to beat for him as well.
I’m not sure it will ever be the same after being with this man.
His gaze, gleaming with astonishment and curiosity, locks on mine. “Holy shit. I…I did that to you?”
“You did.” I offer a tired smile with the only energy I have left in my body after that. “Jordan, you’re not bad in bed. Not even a little bit. You listened, you hit the perfect spot, and it was fucking fantastic. The fact that you did all that,and thencame without me so much as touching you? I’ve never been more turned on in my life.”
A shy smile creeps up his face. “I told you you’d get your wish. Want to know what finally pushed me over the edge?”
“Please tell me so I have this information for future coaching sessions.”
His gaze softens. “You called me JJ.”
Now it’s my turn to be astonished. “I did?”
“Yeah. Turned me the fuck on. Only people I’m super close with call me that. Not even my teammates know that name. How did you hear it?”
I rack my brain trying to remember, my shoulders relaxing as it dawns on me.
“Hannah. She kept calling you JJ, and I guess I must have tucked that away somewhere. Sorry, it just sort of slipped out.”
“I liked it. And after that?” He sheepishly grins. “We’ve definitely reached a new level of…closeness.”
I nod with a laugh. “We did. And you…holy shit, you’re a quick learner. You did amazing. Better than amazing, it was an elite athletic performance. Which is why I want to just lie here and die from the most amazing orgasm I’ve ever had.”
“There is no way that was the most amazing org?—”
I place a finger on his lips. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence. No more of this self-deprecating shit. We’re done with that. Jordan…” I pause, remembering what he said. “JJ,I will never lie to you. You are the most confident motherfucker in the world outside of this one little area. We’re going to make you thebest fucking fucker there ever was. No one will ever be able to question your skills. Are we clear?” He nods as the reality of a looming end date for this agreement creeps back in.
I feel it too.
“I assume you have practice tomorrow?”
“I need to leave around eight.”
“Well then, we need you to get some rest.”
“I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep much after that.”
I laugh at this soft, sweet man sprawled in bed with me. He’s so different from his public persona. This side of him, the sweet, scared guy coming out of his hidden mask, is something I feel lucky to witness.
