To the kids’ credits, they all acted completely normal, except for Brayden, who couldn’t quite meet my eyes. It took every ounce of self-control I had to drag myself away from him, and all the thoughts of what I wanted to do to him, and prepare for the game. He opened his mouth to speak, but his lower lip trembled and no sound came out. Just let me have this before you cut me off.” I just need to extend this a little bit longer.” “Will you come over after the scrimmage?” “And I’m really fucking hard, so maybe we should stop.” “Kids are gonna be here soon,” he panted against me. The desperate sound I released when he pulled away would have been shameful if I had any shame about how badly I wanted him. We needed to have words, but right now I couldn’t handle not having his taste in my mouth and his hands on my body. He instantly leaned in for another kiss, and I was too weak to dodge it. I grabbed a handful of his hair and jerked his face back to mine. I was still trying to play myself like this was just us fucking, and it would be okay to say bye-bye.” “I thought we agreed it was too late for that.” I tilted my head against the door, breathing hard as he mouthed kisses along my jaw and down my neck.
But all I could do was worship his mouth and wish for unattainable nonsense. Our last reason to spend time alone together. There was so much I wanted to do to him before this day ended. It was hard to care with his crotch pressing against mine as his hands slid down to grip my ass while I tangled my fingers in his hair. He leaned into me harder, causing the door to slam in the frame. I flicked my tongue out, coaxing his to slide against mine, and gladly lost my mind to the feel of him exploring my mouth. It was barely anything, but I moaned against him with shaking hands and a galloping heart. All the darkness in this storage closet was swept away by the power of him softly brushing our mouths together. My lips eased into a grin, hands going up to his shoulders. Simeon crossed the distance between us in one step and pushed me up against the door.
I never expected you to be at the top of my favorites, but you’re the one I want to text or call anytime anything hap-” “Does that mean you were suffering from Boudreaux withdrawal?” We went from straight up walking on sunshine to being cold-turkey cut off from each other.” “Seems silly, eh? Suddenly a week of not talking is hard.”
“I missed you too, boo.” His crooked smile grew.
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