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Coach takes a seat in the front row of the bus and I peer around the seats to see Jeremy in my dark gray suit with the light blue button up shirt. The pants are a little long but they fit his thighs perfectly. Thighs I desperately want to feel wrapped around me.
I can feel his gaze on me like a physical caress.
“If I disappear for more than five minutes, come looking for me.” The words are quiet as they tumble out of my mouth. Only Jeremy could have heard them, the rest of the guys in here are laughing and screwing around. His finger hooks around mine and my eyes close at the contact, my breathing hitching in my chest as my stomach cramps painfully. There’s no way I’m going to be able to eat. Is he going to make me sit next to him or just in his line of sight so I can’t escape him?
“I don’t know how to touch without fucking.” His confession breaks my heart. Has no one just held him because he needed it? Offered a hug? I wrap my arms around his neck and bring him into me. “It’s okay, I do.”
“Use me,” he whispers. “I’ve got you. Take what you need.”
Albrooke: Take a selfie for me. Carmichael: Why? Need a picture to jack off to in the airplane bathroom? Albrooke: HA! You wish. Just do it. It takes a few minutes but a picture of Preston looking bored pops up and it makes me laugh. What a dick. Another picture comes through, this time with his nose scrunched up and his tongue sticking out. That’s the one. I save the picture and set it as my phone's background then send him a screenshot.
“Where can I touch you?” I drag my lips along his collar bone, licking at the water on his skin. His breathing stutters. “Everywhere.”
