CHAPTER 11
Eve
"No.No way man.JohnnyUnitas is the GOAT.I don't care what the talking heads say.He..."
"Johnny Unitas was great, excellent even.He IS NOT the GOAT.He just isn't.It's simple math..."
"Pleeeeeeease, I beg you please do not say Tom Brady again.I can't take another Brady hype man.I jus..."
"He's the GOAT.Plain and simple."
The voices blend together when Cal, Cotton, and three other football types begin talking at the same time, defending their seemingly indefensible positions.I already know that this house is strictly for football players, but I also know the whole team can't possibly stay here.This place is enormous, but no way does it house an entire football team so how do they decide who gets to live here?
The squabbling pauses as the men greet Adam.He pulls me around to the front of his body and the men look at me with obvious questions.It's obvious these guys aren't used to their quarterback bringing girls home in the middle of the day.
"Planning to introduce us to your guest, Captain?"One of the guys I haven't seen before asks.
Adam stops, surveying everyone in the room before speaking."This is Eve.She isn't a guest.She's my girl.Don't touch her.Don't even talk to her."
Adam leads me out of the room, ignoring the shocked faces as we go.
Inside his bedroom, Adam starts unpacking my bag.He's putting my toiletries in drawers in the bathroom and some of my clothes are being folded into the chest of drawers while others are hung neatly inside his closet.I didn't expect this.I thought he would put my bag in the closet, and I would live out of that whenever I'm here.He gave me drawers, plural.I have my own section in the closet.Did he just move me in?
He did this with his own clothes at my apartment but on a much smaller scale.He only had a few outfits, one pair of shoes and minimal toiletries.I still noticed but it didn't feel so permanent.Once he has everything unpacked, he puts my bag on the top shelf in his closet.Meeting him at the door of the closet, I stop him inside.Calling on every bit of confidence I possess, I grab the hem of my shirt and slowly pull it over my head.The desire to impress him is overwhelming, so I keep going even though I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing.
Please don't let him be thinking of how inexperienced I am compared to other girls he's been with.Ugh.Don't even think about that.
Thinking about other girls is just going to spark inadequacy and jealousy.He's staring at my breasts, at my abdomen, at my face.Adam doesn't try to hide his desire for me and I'm so thankful.It's the confidence boost I need to keep going, so I unbutton my jeans and pull down my zipper.He quickly closes the distance between us, grabbing my hips and burying his face in my neck, inhaling me.He pushes my jeans off my hips and down my thighs.Just like before, he follows them down with his eyes and his body.Soon, he's on his knees in front of me and I'm wearing nothing but my bra and panties.
Adam looks up at me with lust and adoration in his eyes.Warm, soft lips meet my hot skin as he softly kisses my stomach while his fingers hook into the waistband of my panties, tugging them all the way down.I unclasp my bra and drop it on the floor beside my feet.I'm completely nude and Adam is still fully clothed, so I reach out and pull him up to meet me at eye level, allowing me to pull his shirt over his head.
"When did my Wildcat become so bold?"He asks.
"I'm trying."
He grips my chin firmly between thumb and forefinger."Don't pretend to be something you're not.I want you as you are.Not as you think I want you."
