Chapter 15 #3
While Coach reviewed footage and strategized with the team, I texted notes to Grey on issues to watch out for. He had to perform at his best tonight. The games with me out were his best chance to show potential agents and teams that he was draft worthy.
While heading to our room, he gave me a knowing look in the elevator. Yeah, he was ready for another round, and so was I. Sex was the one time we could connect on a deeper level, and we both craved it.
I followed him to my room, and my phone buzzed in the pocket of my hoodie. I slipped it out and read Casey across the top. “Shit, my old buddy is calling me.”
“Yeah? Who?” He swung our hotel room door open and stepped inside, adjusting his semi-hard cock in his shorts.
“Our old quarterback, Casey Carter. He’s with Vegas now.” With a shake of my head, I shut the door behind me and answered the call. “Dude, how the hell are you?” My smile widened.
“Great, how are you? I heard you’re still not playing tonight because of your ankle. What the hell happened? How bad is it?” Casey asked.
“It’s not bad. I’ll only be out next week, and then I should play in the subsequent away game.
” I trudged into the room and sat on the desk chair, swiveling around to face Grey, who was watching me intently from the bed while teasing his now hard cock through his joggers.
He couldn’t stop for a phone call? I smirked.
“And your replacement, Greyson Moore, is the old friend of yours who took my old room?” Casey snickered. “Yes, I’ve already spoken with Tex.”
“You have, huh?” Shit, did he know all the details? Did it matter if he did? I trusted Casey with my life. “Yes, and he’s present in the room with me.”
Grey’s brows snapped up while he brushed his fingers along the outline of his dick.
“I saw some game footage from last week. He seems pretty good. I suppose you’re coaching him on the side?” Casey asked.
“Of course, I am. I can’t have him suck and lose the game for us.” With a snigger, I glanced through the window at the dark sky. If I kept watching Grey, I’d get hard, and it seemed weird to talk to Casey with a boner.
“So…I have some news.” His smirk carried through to his voice.
“Yeah? What’s that?” I straightened my spine. I hadn’t heard from him since he left for Vegas with Ryker.
“My agent asked me about you. So, of course I recommended he talk to you and sign you when the season is over,” Casey said.
“Really? That’s great. I was planning to hit you or JJ up to see if you could put a word in. I figured Dennis had already seen me play with you last year.” My heart soared. If Dennis Brenner was good enough for Casey, he’d be good enough for me. I didn’t need to vet any further.
“You figured right. He likes what he sees. I gave him your number, and he should call you in a few days,” he said. “I assume that’s all right.”
“Hell yes.” I glanced at Grey getting comfy on the pillows at the headboard. “Hey, do you think he’d want to evaluate Grey?” It was worth an ask, right?
Grey’s gaze flicked to me, and his lips parted.
“I don’t see why not, especially since you’re mentoring him.” Casey chuckled. “If he doesn’t want to pick up both of you, he might put some feelers out to see who would, or I could.”
“Hey, thanks, man.” My heart did a happy dance. It would be fantastic to share an agent with Casey and assist Grey’s football career.
“You’re welcome. And Malik? Go Devils.” He chuckled. “I’ll be watching the game. Tell your boy Grey that James will need him tonight.” He sucked in a breath. “But no pressure.”
“I’ll tell him.” With a smile tugging my lips, I said, “Talk to you soon, and Casey? Thanks.”
“You’re welcome. You deserve this, Malik. You were and still are the best running back I’ve had the pleasure of passing to.”
Warmth engulfed my chest. “You were the best quarterback too, but then you know that.” Casey’s confidence never wavered.
“Yeah, yeah. Okay, later.”
“Later.” I ended the call. “Looks like I might have an agent.” I ambled to the side of the bed and placed my phone on the nightstand. “And I hope I can find you one too.”
“I heard.” He slipped his underwear and joggers down his legs, his firm cock stretching to his stomach.
“I know one way I can repay you.” He offered a coy grin and then pulled his hoodie over his head and tossed it to the floor.
“I’m all yours.” He placed slow strokes across his dick, swiping the precum over the crown with his thumb.
“Damn it, Grey. Do you have any idea what it does to me to hear you’re all mine?” After unfastening the boot, I undressed quickly at the side of the bed. If only he understood, I desired his heart, not just his body.
“How do you want me?” He bit his thumbnail as his cheeks bloomed pink.
“Hands and knees.” I wanted something different and to fuck him into oblivion. As I crawled onto the bed, he turned around and readied for me, his round ass jutting out. “This feels dirtier than what we’ve done. I like it.” He peeked at me.
“Yeah? You like dirty, huh?” Of course, he fucking did. “You want it hard and fast?” I moved behind him on my knees and brushed my fingers over the muscles of his ass.
“Yes, hard and…and fast.” He gasped, and the plug twitched inside his hole.
With a soft bite on his ass, I grasped the plug and dragged it from him, my cock as hard as ever and dripping for him already.
He writhed and groaned, his dick pulsing between his thighs. “I want to see if you can make me come hands-free.” Dropping his head between his arms, he panted. “Fuck, want you so bad.”
I grabbed the lube from the nightstand and spread it over my dick, hissing as pleasure rolled up my spine. “If you can’t, I want to jack you, okay?” It should all be me making him see stars tonight.
“Okay.” He sucked in a breath as I nudged my cock into his needy hole.
Biting my lower lip, I slowly pressed inside him, his tight heat swallowing me in pressure and friction. “Fucking hell, you feel good.”
He whimpered, and the skin of his ass pebbled.
“You good?” I dug my fingers into his hips as my balls settled against the back of his thighs. If we ever had to stop being together like this or even slow down, I’d have one hell of a withdrawal.
“Great. Do it. Fuck me.” He pushed onto my cock, taking me deeper, while inhaling quick breaths.
“Okay.” I pumped my hips, slapping my groin against his ass as I thrust.
Needy moans erupted from his throat as he rocked his body, meeting my thrusts. “Yeah, that’s it. Harder. Need it harder,” he gritted out.
Through my teeth, I said, “Yeah?” Pleasure swept through me in a torrent as I watched my cock bury into his ass. This might be the second hottest thing I’d ever done. The first being the first time I’d ever had sex with him. There’d never be a comparison with our first time.
His gasps grew ragged, and he slipped his hand between his legs and then dropped it onto the mattress again. “Fuck, oh fuck.”
“You close?” I leaned over him, reaching a hand around his chest and pinching a nipple. He needed only a little coaxing.
With a sharp groan, his hole clenched around me in waves while cum sprayed my hand on his chest.
I had him. As sensation crested inside me, I shoved deep inside him and gasped, my climax sparking through every nerve ending.
I clung to his hip and his pec while pleasure engulfed me, over and over.
As it slowed, I lay across his back with my waning dick still jammed inside him.
I didn’t want to pull out. If this was what it meant to have all of him, having only part of him might kill me.
God, I was in trouble at the end of the year.