“What about now?”
“Well, you’ve been acting odd ever since you told us she left the games the other morning.Now this… I’m going to say that it’s more than history.I think you might just be in love with her, and if not in love with her, you like her enough that you don’t want to fuck things up by taking control.”
“I have no problem taking control,” I replied, shaking my head.
“Then why are you still here?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if you have no problem taking control, you should be on your way back to your place and taking control of the situation before she runs again.”
When I returnedto my place, the house was dark.I made my way down the hall to find her door shut tight, so I went into my room and jumped in the shower.I checked again before I crawled into bed to see if her light was on under her door, but there was nothing but darkness.
I lay in bed, pillows propped up against the headboard, watching the game highlights from the last few days.My stomach growled, reminding me that I never had anything to eat after I’d gotten home.Without bothering to get dressed, I slipped from the bed and made my way down the hall.I was still in the hallway, in the darkness, when I heard a small moan coming from the kitchen.
I stopped and poked my head around the corner and froze.I was afraid to move for fear she saw me, because what was in front of me, I wanted to watch.
She sat on the kitchen island, in that tight tank top with her foot propped up on the edge of the counter.Her red panties were on the floor at her feet.With her eyes closed and her head back she sat on my kitchen island, her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit.My cock stiffened as I watched her, another almost inaudible moan escaped her.
She bit her bottom lip and pushed her hand back to support her when suddenly she hit the cup behind her, knocking it over.She jumped, stopping the show.
“Oh shit,” she murmured and looked toward the hall, probably to make sure she hadn’t woken me, and that was when our eyes connected.
She froze, an immediate blush coming to her cheeks.I could see the panic on her face and knew I had to do exactly what my teammates had suggested.
“Don’t stop on my account,” I said, stepping into the dimly lit kitchen.
Her eyes fell immediately to my hard cock.“I guess you saw…”
I nodded my head, taking another step closer.
“I want to die…” she muttered, turning away from me, but instead of letting her walk away, I walked up behind her and pulled her against me.
I didn’t wait, I kissed the side of her neck, my hand running over her perky breast, my fingers playing with her already hardened nipple.I slid my other hand down, between her legs, and ran my fingers through her wet center.
“Watching you get yourself off was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I whispered to her.
She leaned her head back against my shoulder while I continued stroking her.
“I wish you hadn’t of stopped.I would have come right there in the hallway.”
I took her mouth with mine, then turned her in my arms and lifted her up on the counter.
“Put your foot up,” I commanded.
She did as she was told, and I met her mouth, my hand immediately moving between her legs.My fingers danced over her clit, stroking it repeatedly until she moaned.
“I want to make you scream my name, baby girl.”
She placed her hand on top of mine, I’m guessing to stop me, but I slid two fingers deep inside her instead.
“Rub your clit for me,” I whispered.
Her cheeks were flushed as she bit her bottom lip and looked up at me, hesitating.
“Rub your clit, baby girl,” I repeated, as I pulled my fingers from her, adding a third and carefully slid them back inside her.
She cried out.“God, Colton…” she breathed.
