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I’ve never been as desperate to hear from someone as I was to hear from Kerian. Every day that went by, I was more and more keyed up, more on edge, more in my head. All because he ignored me after I made him come.
Hmmm.
Especially now, walking next to Kerian, breathing in his intoxicating scent and glimpsing his profile. I need to stop being so fucking unbalanced around him. After this date, we’re fucking done.
Yeah, mhmm. Sure.
No more. The few days he ignored me had me so off kilter that I almost fucked up at practice. And if there’s one place I cannot fuck up, it’s when it comes to football. It’s my ticket out. The NFL means a better life for my family.
My way to give back to my mother, who sacrificed everything for me. Who is still sacrificing. She still works her fingers to the bone to make sure I have money for gas, food, my cell, and my car insurance.
♥️
The least I can do is take care of her, pay her back for everything she’s done for me and Colson. But I can’t do that if I’m distracted. Kerian is a distraction.
Fair enough.
“The silver car,” Kerian says, pointing to the only silver car in the lot. I whistle low in my throat when I see the car. It’s nice. Much nicer than my beater. “Must have cost a pretty penny, Richie Rich,” I mutter, stomping over to the car and waiting for him to unlock it.
Kerian’s jaw is tight and his eyes blank as he looks over at me. It’s the same expression he had in the alley. I’m not sure what it means. I want to ask, but I don’t need to learn more about him. I don’t need to learn anything.
After this… date, I’m fucking done with him. I’m going to block his number and only see him when we face off against each other on the field. “Inside, Dimples.” Rolling my eyes, I slide into the car,
Mhmm. Sure.
“Where are we going?” I turn to Kerian in time for his lips to land on mine, hard and demanding. Against my better judgment, I moan and thread my hand into his blond locks.
Oooooo. Lol. 🤭
My brain fuzzes out and completely goes offline as he kisses me. I know I was supposed to tell him… something, but I can’t think. All I know is how his mouth feels on me, how his tongue slides against mine, and how his strong hand holds me in place.
You are so gone for him already. And so in denial. It’s adorable. Lol.
My breathing comes out in pants when he releases my mouth. I whimper and lean in for more. I don’t feel ashamed of it because Kerian dips back in and gives me what I want, kissing me with abandon.
Teehee. Oooooo.🤭.
Anyone could walk past. Anyone could see us in his car, making out like fucking teenagers. Anyone could see me making out like a fucking teenager with my biggest fucking rival. They could see and… I don’t care. I can’t care.
You liikeeee him. 🤭
Not while Kerian has me like this, his hand in my hair, his tongue in my mouth, and his scent in my nose. I’m fucked. This time, when Kerian pulls away, he puts a hand on my chest with a grunt. “Behave, Dimples. We have a date.”
Ccuuutteeee.🤭
Kerian drives closer to his campus and pulls into a pizza place. “Fancy date,” I mutter, getting out of the car. I do slam the door this time. “Don’t like pizza, Braithe?” He waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “We could always skip dinner and go back to my place.”
I slide into the booth, facing the front door, and instead of Kerian sitting across from me, he scoots in at my side. “The fuck, Slade? There’s space on the other side of the damn booth.” “Why move over there when you’re over here?”
Don’t be like that now Zandy. It’s too late.
“We’re too big to sit this close. You radiate heat.” He grins smugly, but still doesn’t move. Reaching around me, he grabs the menus that are in the holder and puts one in front of me. “Order whatever you want.” “Yeah, thanks. Such a fucking gentleman.”
Lmaao. 😂
Our server comes by and we place our orders. She smiles suggestively at both of us, though she gives a pointed look at the empty side of the booth. Kerian looks unfazed while my cheeks heat and I busy myself putting the menus back in their holders.
Lmaaoo. This is funny.
“She your type?” he asks, checking the girl out, but not in a sexual way. More like he’s sizing her up as competition. I should tell him yes, that women are my type, not him, but the way he kissed me in his car and the way I was fucking desperate for it, I have no leg to stand on.
Not sizing her up like competition 😭😭.
“No.” I don’t expand. I don’t tell him that I barely noticed her past being polite to a server. She may have been pretty, but I didn’t notice. Because he’s sitting so close to me.
Aaw.
“Cut the shit, Slade,” I say, turning to face him. “Why did you ignore me for days? You left me high and fucking dry in an alleyway. Tell me what happened. I deserve some answers.” His jaw ticks as he stares at me intensely. “Is that what you want to talk about? Now?”
I jump when his hand lands on my thigh. I swallow hard, watching that mischievous glint dance in his eyes when I don’t move his hand. But I still answer. “Yes.”
He grins, letting his fingers dance up my thigh until he reaches the head of my dick through my shorts. I turn wide eyes on him, but I don’t ask him to stop. Instead, I spread my legs so he can have better access. His grin turns into a dark smile as he grabs my cock through my shorts.
Ooooooooooooo
“Nah, you don’t want to talk, Dimples. You want me to touch you. You want me to make you come in your pants. Right here in front of an audience. Don’t you?” “Stop, Slade,” I whisper, forcing my eyes open as I look around the restaurant. “There are people around.”
He slides closer to me and sinks his teeth into my neck. “Or you can scream for me, I don’t care. Want a repeat of Nirvana? I can get you on your knees under this table right now, can’t I? You’...
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His hot words against my skin have me shivering. “Kerian…” He takes my hand and puts it on the fly of his pants, his hard length twitching under my palm. “What is ...
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I need to stop him. One date and that’s it. But fuck, Kerian’s skilled hands on me are everything. Still, I wrap my hand around his shaft as best I can, rubbing slowly, loving how hot and hard he is. Hot and hard for me.
🤭🤭🤭
