15. Grayson
Grayson
The game ends with the loud buzzer, and we celebrate. Since we’re the away team, the celebration isn’t like it is at home. Nothing is like winning on home ice. Still, everyone whoops and cheers as we go back into the locker room.
“Good game, guys,” Coach Mitchell isn’t overly animated. In fact, the way he says it sounds almost exactly like how he tells us to step it up next time. He’s a great coach, he’s just not one to coddle us. “Rest up, we have an early morning and one more stop before we’re back home.”
I ignore some of my teammates talking about going out anyway.
The only plans I have include a hot shower and FaceTiming my best friend.
I haven’t really talked to her much since she hung out with Asher.
I don’t know why but the thought of her seeing him alone made me uneasy.
I don’t know much about him other than he was a bit of an asshole when we were younger.
I just don’t trust him and what he could want with Rae.
But my Sunshine is nice to everyone and always sees the best in people, even when she probably shouldn’t.
Before the game, I asked if she would Facetime with me, win or lose. She agreed teasingly that she would have notes to go over about the game.
“Wheeler!” my teammate, Hernandez calls out. “You coming with us tonight?”
I shake my head. “Nah, I got a better offer.”
“What’s her name?” he goads.
“Don’t worry about it,” I joke lightly, while him and a few other teammates make various noises making fun of me. I don’t care, it’s all in good fun. But they don’t need to be in my business when it comes to Rae.
My teammate Collins glares at me, slamming down his gear harder than necessary before storming off to the showers. I don’t know the guy that well, but he’s always been kind of a dick.
After showering and post-game interviews, we’re all back on the bus headed back to the hotel.
I send Rae a quick text letting her know.
She sends a clock emoji back and I chuckle.
I can’t wait to see her smiling face light up my phone screen.
I can’t wait to be back home and kiss her again.
She’s completely invaded my mind even more than before, and I know there’s no going back.
But then I think about her alone with Asher, and a possessive side of me comes out. There’s no way she wants him, does she?
I run my hand down my face, my excitement turning into apprehension until I can talk to her. Wasting no time, I rush up to my room at the hotel and click on her name to call as soon as I shut the door.
Her red hair is pulled up in a pile on top of her head with a few stray pieces framing her face. Her big beautiful blue eyes are looking directly at me. She’s not wearing any makeup, and this is how I love to see her. Completely natural, comfortable, and carefree.
“Congrats on the win,” she beams.
“But what do I have to improve on?” I tease, kicking off my shoes and flopping down on my bed. I love that we don’t have to wear suits to and from games anymore so I can actually be comfortable.
“You did really well, I don’t have anything for you. But I need you to pass a message onto MacDonald that he’s defense which means his job is to actually defend.”
I huff out a laugh. “I’ll pass along the note. Anything else?”
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip, biting back a smile while she shakes her head.
“Good. What have you been doing while I’ve been gone? Other than missing me,” I joke, adjusting the pillows behind me so I can get comfortable.
Rae’s face falls slightly as she looks down, and my heart falls into my stomach with nerves.
“I do miss you, but um, you know I saw Asher a couple days ago…”
“Yeah? Was everything okay? Did he hurt you because I’ll fly back right now if he touched you, Sunshine, I swear to you—”
“No, no he didn’t hurt me. But um I just—” She sighs. “Did you see that stupid article that came out about me being boring?”
I shake my head; I’m not online much and she knows that.
“Well, it got me thinking, and I don’t know, maybe losing my mind a little bit. I’ve been thinking I need to switch it up, do something people don’t expect from me.”
“Do it. You’ll be amazing at anything you want to do.”
“I’ve been writing and it’s definitely different. But it’s also made me think about life and if I should take more risks.” She’s looking down. I want her to look at the screen, to look at me.
“Like what?” I croak, clearing my throat from the lump that’s stuck there.
“If I say something happened with Asher would you look at me differently?” she asks softly.
I swallow and my nerves are back full force. “I could never look at you differently,” I answer honestly.
Now she looks at me, shock all over her gorgeous face. “Would you be mad?”
I shake my head. “I wouldn’t say mad. Maybe a little jealous. Is this your way of telling me something happened?”
Rae nods.
“Did he kiss you?”
She tilts her head to the side, and then shakes it.
Now, I’m confused.
“Did you kiss him?”
Again, she shakes her head.
“Sunshine, you might have to just tell me if you want me to know.”
“He…um, I mean, we…um,” she hesitates and it’s pretty cute to see her stumble over her words like this. It almost makes up for the way my stomach feels like it’s going to turn over itself if she doesn’t actually tell me.
“Baby, just tell me, I won’t be mad,” I try to soothe her. I know she can get anxious and I hate to see her struggle with it. She has no reason to with me, ever.
“We may have hooked up a little bit,” she cringes, and I wait for the hurt to hit me, but it doesn’t come. I’m jealous, yeah, but mostly because he’s seen her in a way I haven’t. And I want to change that.
“You had sex with him?” I clarify.
She shakes her head. “No, he just went down on me.”
My eyebrows raise. “Did you come?”
“I—Yeah, I mean, yes, but that’s all that happened.”
I wish I was home right now. If she told me this in person I’d want to throw her onto her bed and do the same, but make sure I’m better.
I’m not mad, maybe I should be. I should probably have some other reaction that isn’t wanting to immediately prove to her that I can be better.
It shouldn’t be a competition but for some reason now it is.
“What if I want you to come for me?” I ask, trying not to let her see how nervous I am. This is all such new territory for us, and I don’t know how she’s going to react. Maybe she wants Asher and our kiss didn’t mean as much to her as it did for me.
That would hurt more than I want to admit, but I want whatever will make her happy.
She finally looks at the screen, eyes wide and mouth dropped. I keep going, trying to keep the phone steady even though my hand is shaking.
“Touch yourself for me, Sunshine. I may not be there to do it for you, but I want to see.”
“What exactly do you want to see?”
“What it looks like when you fall apart for me.”
If she doesn’t want this she can hang up right now.
We can pretend it didn’t happen, go back to being friends.
I can even try to pretend like I don’t know what it feels like to have her lips pressed against mine.
Her tongue tentatively touching mine. I can pretend just to keep her in my life if that’s what she wants.
Rae hesitates and I’m waiting to see what she’s going to do, gripping the phone so tight the corner is digging into my palm, but I don’t dare look away.
“Tell me what you would do if you were here,” she finally says and I let out the breath I didn’t realize I was holding.
She adjusts on her bed, the camera stays on her face, but I can see her shifting around.
“You mean what I’m going to do when I’m back?” I correct.
She nods, already letting out a small whimper.
“Are you touching yourself for me, Sunshine?”
“Mhm.”
“Are you wet for me?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Show me,” I practically growl.
She lifts her hand and even in the low light I can see the sheen of wetness on her skin. My mouth waters wanting to suck it off her fingers.
“Keep going,” I demand, reaching down to free my own cock from my pants, needing to wrap my fist around myself to relieve the ache.
“Then keep talking,” she moans, her eyes rolling back when I assume her hand is back under the little sleep shorts she always wears.
“First thing I want to do is kiss you again. I can’t wait to feel the way your entire body melts into me,” I start.
Rae lets out a low hum, and I continue slowly moving my hand over myself while watching the way her face contorts with pleasure.
“Then I want to taste all of you. I want to know if the rest of your body is as sweet as your mouth. I bet it is, and I can’t wait to find out. That spot between your legs that’s so wet for me is probably the sweetest pussy isn’t it?”
“Oh fuck, Grayson,” she moans, moving around.
“Are you trying to fuck your fingers more, Sunshine? Trying to imagine it’s mine touching you or are you imagining it’s my cock fucking you?”
“I-I want to see,” she plead.
“I’ll show you whatever you want,” I admit.
“Are you touching yourself too?”
“Yeah,” I grunt.
“Show me.”
I turn the camera around so she can see my hand wrapped around myself, and she lets out a low gasp. I move my hand up, squeezing the sensitive tip and groaning as I do.
“You’re so big.”
I can’t help but chuckle. “It’ll fit, baby, trust me.”
“Keep going,” she encourages. “But I want to see your face.”
I turn the camera back, and see her soft smile at seeing me again. This woman could have me doing anything for her and she doesn’t even know it. Or maybe she does. I swear, I’m completely hers however she’ll have me.
“When you’re wet enough for me, I’ll make sure you come at least once on my tongue or my fingers before you get my cock,” I tell her, my tone serious as I play the scenario out in my mind.
Seeing how she would look with her cheeks flushed after an orgasm I have yet to see.
“Then, I want you to get on top of me so I can watch you control how much you take at once. I want to watch you sink down onto me, see how well you take me.”
“Grayson,” she moans. “I’m close, please.”
“You like the sound of that? You want to ride me while I tell you how fucking beautiful you look on top of me? My cock filling and stretching you as you ride me.”
“Oh my God, yes,” Rae moans, throwing her head back, and my eyes are glued to her. I wish I was there so badly.
“I want to feel you so bad. You’ll squeeze my cock so tight I can’t fucking wait,” I groan.
“Yes, Gray, I’m—” she moans so beautifully it’s almost like the music she creates. This song is just for me.
“That’s what I wanted to see, come for me, so fucking pretty.” I work my fist even harder over myself, not being able to hold back much longer seeing her like this. I think about the visual I’ve painted and I want to make it real. Right now.
Her chest heaves with heavy breaths, her tank top has slipped down to reveal more of her bare chest, and I’m holding on by a thread as I fuck my fist.
“Your turn.” She smirks. “Show me again.”
I turn the camera back around and she lets out another moan while I work my fist faster and harder.
“How much do you think I could fit in my mouth?” she asks suddenly and I groan.
“As much as you want, it’s yours. It’s all yours.”
I’m all yours.
“Would you come down my throat?”
“Jesus, fuck, yes, wherever you want, Sunshine.” My hand chokes my cock; I’m not able to hold off anymore, especially with her talking like this. This is another side to her, one I didn’t expect, but I want more of.
“Come for me.”
And I do. With a groan, I come, coating my hand and my stomach, wishing it was with her.
I flip the camera back around as I come down from the high of my orgasm. I’m sure I have a satiated smile on my face that matches hers.
She gets serious for a second. “You sure you’re not mad?”
“Kinda hard to be mad after that,” I joke, but her face twists with concern. “I’m not mad. But just know when I’m back in Denver you’re mine. We’re making that little fantasy a reality as soon as possible.”
She smiles, and I can tell she likes the idea of it. She looks like she wants to say more, but doesn’t.
When we hang up, I can’t help but think about everything that just happened.
The lines we crossed. The fact that she was with Asher.
What if she wants to see him again? I don’t feel like I could stop her.
I want her, and I’ll take any part of her she’s willing to give me.
I just have to think about if I’d also be okay not being the only one.