19. Jeff
JEFF
“ Y ou aren’t heading out with us tonight, man?” Tanner asked as he opened his second beer. “Our weekends are limited until the season starts and we all just passed our mandatory drug tests. I think we deserve a beer after having that dude watch me pee in a cup.”
I snorted. “Yeah, not a fan of having someone watch me take a piss. But get used to it, man—you’ll do that in the majors, too.”
“I’m ready for it. But tonight, you down to clown?”
“Nah, I’m hanging out with Amber for a bit and I might meet up with you.”
“Bring her with. The girls are joining us after Kenz gets off her shift.”
“I’ll mention it to her.” I finished the sports drink and tossed it into the recycling bin, anxiously watching the front window for Amber to arrive.
Between practice and homework, I had no time to do any research and her text was like a fucking gift.
I want to see her naked again. “I’m not in the mood for socializing tonight, you know? ”
“I get it. You’ve seemed a little a down lately.” He gave me a long look that made him seem years older than he was and I hated how guilty I felt hiding everything from them. “You sure you’re good?”
I tilted my head to the right, cracking my neck to relieve some tension. “Just working through senior-year anxieties, that’s all. I’ll be fine.”
“Get laid. It’ll help.” He smiled like the chump he was and I fought the urge to roll my eyes.
He wasn’t wrong in his advice, but it wasn’t like I could tell him I planned on doing just that as soon as Amber got her ass over here.
“I’m showering and meeting up with some of the other guys in an hour.
Let me know if you join. Despite what the other two say, I did miss hanging out with you when you were gone. ”
I nodded, but my muscles were stiff from tension.
Practice had been brutal and it hadn’t helped that I’d dodged questions the entire time.
Coach had cornered me twice to see if I had thought about my decision yet and, while I appreciated his concern, I felt there was something else in his tone.
Something like an underlying threat…like he knew what I was doing and wanted me to be aware of it.
Because he might be the one texting me warnings.
The reminder of our conversation had me looking at my phone.
There hadn’t been any other texts or warnings but the feeling of being watched hadn’t gone away.
My guard was up everywhere I went and all the worry caused my muscles to tighten more than normal—a sure way to get injured.
I need to collect myself and get it together.
Our team couldn’t afford injuries with the back-up catcher nowhere near ready to start in a month and while my future with baseball was in the air, I wanted to go out on top.
Cleaning helped and I started doing the pile of dishes that had stacked up the last few days.
The guys weren’t total slobs, but they weren’t the best and keeping things in order.
They preferred to let stuff get to shit then step in.
It caused the sink to form a slight stench and it drove me crazy.
It was mindless work and the repetition calmed me.
Rinse, scrub, set in dishwasher, repeat.
It forced me to relax but after a couple of minutes of the monotonous motion, my mind wandered to the future, my coach, the investigation, telling my teammates, and Amber.
She was the most fun to think about and it was easy to imagine her naked, her black hair spilling out over my pillow and the sounds she made learning all the ways sex could be fun.
Anticipation of seeing her had me checking my phone every three seconds and a weight of disappointment filled my chest when she still hadn’t arrived when I’d finished the huge stack of dishes.
I gave myself a hard-on. Great.
It wasn’t like me to text to see where the hell she was at, but I had the message typed out just as someone knocked on the door.
Thank Christ. I dove for the door and flung it open, smiling at the sight of her.
She was bundled in a large puffy jacket that didn’t hide her crazy beautiful hair or her wild eyes that had nothing but mischief in them. “Hey.”
“Hey yourself,” she replied, pushing past me, shivering. “It’s cold as shit outside.”
“You came from two houses down. You’re made of tougher stuff than that.
” I moved to take off her coat and hang it up, and when she shimmied out of it, I had to bite back a groan at her shirt.
It dipped low. Real low. My mouth watered at the way it hugged her curves and showcased her body. “God damn, Amber.”
She gave me a killer smile, full of confidence and something like swagger, and put her hands on her trim hips. “I came from The Lion, first off, and thank you.”
I couldn’t stop staring at her. Her eyelashes seemed longer, and her lips were red.
Lips I could imagine sucking me off. It wasn’t enough to look and I closed the distance between us, placing my hand on the base of her neck and running it down her cleavage.
My hand was massive compared to her petite body and the stark contrast between our sizes caused a funny, unfamiliar feeling to creep in my chest.
I dug my fingers into her skin, just a little.
She sucked in a breath and her eyes heated over—a good fucking sign we were on the same page—and a slight outline of her nipples poked through the thin black shirt.
I pinched one with my thumb and pointer and rolled it back and forth between the pads.
The littlest groan escaped her lips and she straightened her posture, so I did the same thing with my other hand.
“You like when I touch you here, don’t you? ”
“Yes,” she breathed, and I pushed her back against the wall. The fabric was light enough to easily push to the side and her dark pink nipples were exposed, begging to be sucked right in our entryway. “D-don’t you want t-to know what I found out?”
I closed my lips around her pointed tip and swirled my tongue around it, not quite able to satisfy my hunger for her.
My grip on her waist tightened as I moved to her other breast, biting down and pulling the sensitive part away from her body.
My dick twitched when she groaned my name and I wanted her to completely lose control.
When I came up to breathe, she said, “Teets had good information.”
The mention of another dude’s name caught my attention and I snapped my gaze to hers. My voice came out like a growl. “Why are we talking about another guy right now?”
Her chest heaved for two beats before she replied, “The information I got. We met at The Lion.”
I didn’t like the fact she’d met with Teets while looking as good as she did, but that was way too possessive of a thought and I focused on her. “Are you telling me that you would rather talk about the investigation right now?”
I traced her exposed nipples and dipped my head low so I could run my tongue over her ear. She shivered and I kissed along her jawline. “What will it be? Investigation talk or…?”
She whimpered and I wasn’t sure what I expected her to do or say, but it wasn’t grabbing my face in her hands and slamming our mouths together.
It hurt when our teeth clashed but her desperation and fire set my body alive.
I gripped her hair in my hands and met her stroke for stroke as we tasted each other.
Her familiar and intoxicating scent drove me wild and I couldn’t kiss her hard enough—a completely new and alarming feeling I had never experienced before, but I didn’t have time to analyze it when she lifted her legs around my waist and ground into my cock.
“Fuck, Amber,” I said between kisses. “You’re gonna kill me.”
“Good.”
I laughed and pushed into her center, wishing her pants would suddenly disappear, and I decided I couldn’t wait to go upstairs. “No one’s here.”
“Yeah?” she replied, her voice deep and husky. It was a straight shot to my dick and I gripped the edge of her tiny shirt and ripped it over her head. I stared down at her bare torso and spent minutes sucking and licking every part I could. “Didn’t know you had a thing for small tits, Jeff.”
“Your skin tastes so goddamn good.” I used my weight to hold her against the wall and quickly removed my shirt. She helped and dragged her nails down my chest. “ Fuck.”
“You like that?” She repeated the action and moved her hands down to my belt. She undid it within a minute and when one of her fingers grazed the tip, I bucked. “Are you gonna do me against a wall, Jeff? I’ve never done that before and I’d like to know how it feels.”
Christ. “Do you want that?”
She looked up at me with hooded eyes and nodded. “Yes, please.”
We didn’t waste any more time. We frantically removed our pants with awkward movements that were fueled by passion and any errant thoughts of how not normal it was for me were left behind. She was hot and ready. For me.
I grabbed a condom from my wallet and handed it to her. “Put it on me.”
“Mm,” she hummed, and ripped open the package. She held the rubber over my bulging head and used her small fingers to roll it down my shaft. I had to squeeze my eyes shut to avoid embarrassing myself at how good it felt. “You’re so hard.”
“I know.” I grunted and gave her one more long kiss. Then I lifted her up and spread her legs wide. “You fit me so well. Fuck.”
She moaned when I slid right into her and every single thing she did sent an electric current through my blood. The way she bit her lip, the way her hair bounced each time I thrust into her or the way she played with her tits as I held us up against the wall. “You’re so fucking sexy, Amber.”
Her hazy eyes met mine and I crushed my mouth down on hers as I continued a rhythm of in and out. It felt like heaven and while I wanted to pound into her, I had to make sure she came first. Using one hand to hold her against the wall, I used my other to flick her clit.
“Yes! Oh, I’m so close, Jeff.” She bucked against me when I paced my finger movements with my cock.
Sweat pooled between our bodies and the musky smell of our sex sent me into overdrive.
I quickened my pace as the start of the orgasm formed in the base of my spine.
She fell apart, screaming my name and pulling my hair as I thrust a final three times, the explosive pleasure making my ears ring and my legs turn to jelly.
My world spun for a full minute where I wasn’t sure who I was or what anything meant—all I knew was my body and mind felt incredible and Amber’s face was there when I closed my eyes.
Our chests heaved in unison when I rested my forehead against hers. I wasn’t sure I could walk just yet so I waited longer than I normally did and when I met her gaze, hers was just as unsure and cloudy as mine was. Is it regret or with pleasure?
“How’s your back?” I croaked out. “Did I hurt you?”
“Oh no. The opposite.” She grinned and wined when I slowly pulled out of her. “That felt…wow.”
“It did feel wow.” I matched her smile and carefully set her down on the floor. It was then I realized we were stark naked not three feet from the front door. I had never lost it like that where anyone could’ve walked in to see us. “Let me clean up real quick.”
I walked to the kitchen and disposed of the condom in the trash and quickly washed my hands.
My muscles were no longer tense and my headspace wasn’t terrifying to be in.
Relief and relaxed were my mood and I had a huge smile on my face when I walked back into the living room.
Amber was ass up in the air, bent down looking for something, and I wished I could take a picture.
Her ass was incredible. “If we didn’t just fuck against a wall, I would want to really convince you to go doggie-style so I could grab onto your perfect ass. ”
“Oh.” She looked over her shoulder and her face turned bright red. “I can’t find my cute thong.”
“Don’t care why you’re on the floor. Keep going.
” My smile grew and grew when she made a harrumph sound.
I should worry about getting clothes on or helping her, but I made no moves.
She was too entertaining to watch. She found a thin black string that I’d paid no attention to earlier and slipped it up her legs.
She found me staring and dropped her gaze.
“You’re the cutest thing. We just fucked against a wall and you’re worried about me seeing you naked? ”
She sucked her damn lip into her mouth and let a self-deprecating laugh. “Still working on the whole be bold and confident part.”
“Amber, you’re beautiful.” I scoffed and helped get the rest of her clothes onto the top of the couch.
Only then did I slip on my boxers and jeans.
She had her tight jeans and equally tight shirt stretched across her chest and I almost bit the edge of my knuckle at the picture she made.
“Let me get this straight. You wore that to meet up with Teets?”
“Uh, well, no.” She wouldn’t meet my eyes and I did not like it. I moved around the couch so we were both on the same side and I lifted her chin. Her cheeks were tinged red, again, and suddenly, I needed to know the whole story.
“Why are you blushing right now? Did he hit on you?”
“Teets? No. We’re friends. He did mention how good I look, but I think he meant happy.
Yeah. He meant happy. Not hitting on me good.
No one hits on me, really. Well, I guess Brandon did, but he’s younger than me so it really didn’t count since it was for an interview,” she rambled, not taking a breath between either statement.
That caught my attention and I put a hand on her shoulder.
“You tend to talk fast when you’re nervous. We’re past the point of being nervous around each other so…what is it?”
“I wore this hoping to seduce you, okay?” She put her face in her hands and made a goofy sound. “It sounds silly saying it out loud.”
“It worked. You weren’t inside the door ten seconds without me touching you.” I wiggled my eyebrows at her and jutted my chin to her shirt. “Your shirt about did me in.”
She grinned real cute and scrunched her nose at my compliment and I made a promise to myself to compliment her. She cupped each of her boobs and said, “I didn’t realize these little girls had that much power.”
“Those with great power come great responsibility.”
She snorted at my joke and any unease in the air disappeared. She plopped onto the couch and leaned back with no trace of a blush. “So you wanna hear about how the hockey team is involved?”