Chapter 17
SEVENTEEN
CASEY
After the post-game pep talk from the coaches and showering, I hurried to my stall to change. Today was the best day ever. We’d won our home opener against NAU, and I was about to spend the night with the love of my life.
Eli dressed across from me. “How are things with Ryker?” He smirked. “I saw him in the stands, all giddy about you.”
“Yeah, he was, wasn’t he?” I dropped my towel and threw my athletic shirt over my head. “I’m spending the night at his place.” And I’d packed a few toys for us to play with. Hopefully, Wes’s bedroom was far enough away he wouldn’t hear us.
“You are, huh? You never go to the gay bar anymore.” Eli slid his underwear up his legs. “Have you thought more about his living with us? I spoke to Malik and Tex, and they’re on board.”
I straightened, lifting my bangs off my forehead. “You did?” Of course, he did. He had my back.
“Yeah, we were talking about your situation last night while you were at Wes’s game. None of us has ever seen you so committed to someone.” He chuckled. “We’d been wondering if it was possible.”
“Oh, shut it.” I slipped my shorts up my legs. Damn, I hadn’t even looked at another guy since Ryker. “I deleted all my apps a long time ago, and I’m not sorry about it in the least.”
“None of your prior hookups have texted you?” Eli shrugged into his shirt.
“Uh…a few did, but I promptly blocked them.” I hadn’t needed Ryker to see that shit by accident. I lifted my chin and grabbed my duffel. It was time to go.
“Could have sent them my way.” With a lop-sided grin, Malik propped his hand on my locker.
“If another one texts me, I’ll give them your number.
” Sniggering, I waved at them. “I've gotta go, boys. My hot as hell mechanic is waiting for me.” I made to leave and stopped. In a loud voice, I said, “My boyfriend, by the way, is a certified BMW mechanic, and I know several of you own them. He’s cheaper than the dealer.” Yet another successful shameless plug.
I’d made several during pre-season as well.
“We heard,” a guy called out by the showers.
“I took my car there last week.” Tex ambled to me, already dressed. “I told a buddy in one of my classes about the shop. He’s having a problem with his AC.”
Patting Tex on the shoulder, I said, “Good boy, Tex.” I twisted and strode toward the hallway.
I parked and made my way to Ryker’s door, hefting my duffel onto my shoulder. I didn’t want to waste time stopping at home, so I was taking all sweaty undergarments with me. Maybe he’d let me use his washing machine.
The door popped open, and Ryker jogged to me, throwing his arms around my neck. “You were fantastic tonight.” He engulfed me in a hard kiss and then broke it. “Get in here. Wes is waiting to see you too.”
“He is?” I strutted inside with Ryker.
Wes hopped off the couch and strode to me, his eyes twinkling. “Casey, you were locked in, man.” He held his hand out sideways.
I gave him a bro hug. “Thanks. Did you notice the moves I showed you over the summer?” Teaching it in coaching differed from witnessing it during an actual game.
“I did.” He stepped back, planting his hands on his hips and flicking his gaze between me and his brother.
“Anyway, I’ll let you two carry on with whatever you have planned.
” Shaking his head, he said, “Just don’t tell me about it.
” He strode into the hallway, and the clicking of his door carried into the main room.
“Well…” Ryker clapped his hands over his chest and glanced at my duffel. “Is your uniform in there? Do we need to wash it?”
“Not my uniform, but the shit I wear under it. The team has people who maintain our uniforms.” I’d seen the washing machine in the hallway. “Do you mind?” I stepped toward it.
“No, not at all.” He twisted his lips. “Do you want a beer? I had a few at the game.”
“Oh, hell yes.” I threw my things into the stacked washing machine, started it and threw the duffel into the bedroom before strolling into the main room again. It was inevitable we’d end up in bed together tonight, but reconnecting on the couch after last night was also important.
He met me with a beer, and I followed him to the sofa, dropping in beside him.
After sipping the cool, bubbly beer, I said, “I heard a few of the guys are using your shop, and Tex has a buddy who’s coming in with an AC problem.” His revenue must have increased.
“Yeah, sales are up, and I’m hiring another mechanic soon.
” He sighed. “I’m training Dylan on the books, so he can help me manage the shop and then maybe we can trade off Saturdays.
” He twisted his beer in his lap. “I’m thinking more about your offer to move in after everything settles here.
” He studied me. “I just wanted you to know I’m considering it. ”
“Great, because Eli asked Tex and Malik about it, and they’re on board.
” With a slow grin, I glanced at my lap.
“Eli proposed I take the primary bedroom after JJ moves out, and then we’ll have it…
if and when you decide to move in.” I focused on him, his gorgeous brown eyes framed by the long, dark bangs.
How awesome would it be to wake up next to him every morning?
“I want you with me.” I twined my fingers in his.
“I…I want to be with you.” He kissed the back of my hand, and his gaze fell to my lips. “Want to go into the bedroom?” He gave me a coy grin.
“Thought you’d never ask.” I took a few gulps of beer, stood with him and let him guide me into the bedroom, flicking on the nightstand lamps along the way. “I, uh, brought a few things.”
“Yeah? Like what?” He stopped us at the foot of the bed, grabbed my beer and glanced toward my bag as he set our beers on the nightstand.
With my cheeks growing warm, I said, “A regular plug, a vibrating plug, some anal beads and a cock ring.” I draped my arms around his hips and pushed my hardening cock to his. Would he try something new?
“Oh.” As his gaze met mine, it darkened. “I’ve never tried anal beads.” His teeth sank into his lower lip, and his dick pulsed against mine.
That was a turn-on. “You want to try them?” I rubbed my nose on his and then gave him a soft kiss, his cock swelling against my own. “You could fuck me tonight with the beads in and when you come, I’ll pull them out. It’ll blow your mind.”
“Yeah?” He nipped my lower lip and swayed his hips, mashing our dicks together. “I want you to blow my mind.” Grabbing my cheeks, he slanted his mouth over mine in a hungry kiss, his tongue darting between my lips.
Rutting against him, heat built low in my gut, and my balls tingled.
With a soft moan, I left his mouth and nibbled my way to his ear, brushing my lips over the shell.
His coconut shampoo wafted into my nose, mixed with a hint of musk.
“Did you shower for me after you got home?” I licked inside his ear.
He shivered against me and whimpered. “I did. It got sweaty on those bleachers.” He tipped his head back, exposing his neck.
Biting his sensitive skin, I rocked my hips, my dick reaching to my thigh inside my briefs and aching for freedom. I stepped back and lifted his shirt over his head, his nipples hardening in an instant. “You’re not cold, are you?” I pinched one and then the other.
“No…” With a groan, his chest broke out in goosebumps. “Fuck, I’m hot as hell for you right now.” As the corner of his lips lifted, he pushed on my shoulders. “Suck me a little?”
“Oh, hell yes.” My mouth watered as I dropped to my knees and slid his shorts and underwear off. His stiff cock bobbed in my face. “I could insert the anal beads now.”
“Yes.” He turned around and bent over, his rounded ass at eye-level. “Is this good enough?”
The image of him bent over the couch filled my head, and my cock twitched. “Um? Maybe you should get on the bed.” I slapped his ass, leaving a red handprint.
“Ow, damn it.” With a sharp laugh, he rubbed his ass and crawled into the bed.
“Don’t you like it when I spank you?” I rummaged in my bag for the beads and lube and then walked to him. Most guys I’d been with didn’t mind it, and his ass was so spank-able.
“I don’t mind it.” He turned his profile to me.
Skimming my hand over his globe of muscle, I leaned down and bit his ass, then licked the mark.
He squirmed and gasped. “Get on with it, Casey. Stop teasing me.”
“But you’re so fun to tease.” I squirted lube on my fingers and pressed my dick against his ass cheek while I rubbed a circle across his hole. It clenched and relaxed.
“Fuck, put it in,” he rasped.
“Okay.” I slipped a finger inside him, and his tight heat enveloped me. “You’re so fucking tight.” I almost wanted to fuck him, but the last time he’d been inside me had been amazing. I needed it again.
He freed a husky moan. “Put them in.”
“Bossy.” With another bite on his ass, I spread an ample amount of lube on the beads and then his hole. “Ready?”
“So fucking ready.” He hung his head between his straight arms, his back arching and ass jutting toward me.
“Here goes. The start might feel odd, but go with it.” I pushed the beads in, one by one, watching them disappear inside him.
He gasped and grabbed his dick as a thread of precum trickled from the tip. “It feels amazing, holy fuck.”
“Don’t you come while I’m putting them in.” While rubbing my throbbing cock against his ass, a shiver sparked up my spine. “I’ll need access to them while we fuck, so I can pull them out at the right times.” I slipped the last one in, and only the ring stuck out of him.
“Yeah, okay.” He panted.
“Now, turn around.” I slapped his ass and crawled over him as he rolled onto his back. “How do they feel?”
His tongue swiped across his red lips, and he smirked. “Sort of naughty.”
“Good.” Fisting the base of his cock, I devoured him, taking him to the back of my throat, the tang of his precum coating my tongue. Moaning over him, I pulled off and sucked on the crown.
“Oh, Jesus, fuck.” His hips bucked, and he hissed.