“It’s probably Enzo heading to the kitchen,” he reasoned.
I kept listening for a moment, but the house was silent again.
I exhaled sharply. “Okay, we really need to keep quiet now.”
He nodded, and I pressed my lips to his.
I started to move again, picking up the pace a little. I wanted to make it last, but I couldn’t help myself. I needed to come.
I wrapped my hand around my dick, stroking myself in time with the rocking of my hips.
“Come for me, baby,” he pleaded. “I’m right there with you.”
I buried my face in his neck, as my release shot out all over his chest. Within seconds, his body arched off the bed as he filled me with his hot cum.
“That was …” he trailed off.
“Yeah,” I agreed, knowing exactly what he meant. It was hot, risky, and perfect.
By the timewe got to the gym, I was fueled by caffeine, protein bars, and the excitement of getting off first thing in the morning.
Nothing to complain about there.
We were doing drills—partner rotations, light grappling transitions, and a conditioning session—with Coach Carson.
I ended up switching between Mason and Enzo, while Rowan moved back and forth between Derek and one of the newer guys.
At one point, I realized I was staring at Rowan as he got Derek into a rear-naked choke.
Who the fuck names these moves?
“Earth to Keaton.” Mason snapped his fingers in front of my face.
I blinked. “What?”
“You planning on actually finishing the drill, or are you just gonna stand there and stare at Rowan kicking Derek’s ass?”
I shoved him lightly. “I’m not staring.”
He grinned. “Yeah, you are.”
Enzo chuckled. “Maybe he can help me work on that move. LA will be here before we know it.”
Enzo had secured a fight along with Rowan and me.
“LA’s gonna be stacked. We’re making a whole thing out of it,” Mason stated.
“You’re going?” I asked.
I knew he and Derek didn’t have a fight set up, but anyone could go as a spectator.
He looked at me like I was stupid. “Of course. Did you really think Derek and I wouldn’t take the chance to hit up SoCal?”
“That’ll be … interesting,” I said, then refocused on our drills.
After we finished training for the day, we were all in the locker room.
Derek leaned against the wall, towel slung over his shoulder. “I’m grilling tonight.”
