53 | Henry
THE LOCKER ROOM is completely empty by the time I make it there. After interviewing with reporters, going over plays with Coach Bryer, lifting Watson’s 200-lb ass up a goalpost – and then getting him back down again – I’m the last man standing. My quiet whistling echoes against the cinder block walls as I make my way to the back of the room, throwing my gear on the floor as I walk.
I’ll put it in my locker later.
“Henry.”
The soft voice startles me, but I instantly recognize it.
“Georgia? What are you doing in here?”
I instinctively clutch my towel over my dick, and she smirks as she notices my slight embarrassment.
Fucking hell, I wasn’t flexing a single muscle. That must’ve looked really sexy. Not.
“You’re so fine,” she purrs, a devious shimmer in her eye as she saunters towards me.
I notice just then that she’s still wearing my jersey – only my jersey. My dick hardens at the realization, but my mind is clouded by concern.
“Jesus, Georgia, what if one of the guys came in here?”
She shrugs, her rosy lips pouting.
“I watched them all drive away. I knew we’d be alone.”
Georgia’s voice is low and sultry as she grazes a smooth palm up my chest. She bites her lower lip softly as our eyes meet, igniting a flame in my abdomen.
“Are you sure you want to do this here, baby? I mean, I haven’t even showered--”
“Me neither,” she interrupts. “Wanna share?”
Before I can respond, she effortlessly slips my jersey over her head. Her chestnut curls fall down her back as the shirt drops to the floor, cascading in perfect, golden tendrils around her blushing face. I can hardly breathe as I take in the sight of her naked body, her supple breasts hoisting up and down with every labored breath, swollen with arousal. The room is cold, and her petite nipples stand upright towards me, taunting me to suck them.
Without a word, I fall to my knees in front of her, dropping the towel that concealed my growing erection as I hit the concrete floor. I flinch slightly in discomfort but make no attempt to move as my tongue collides with her perky nipple. A breathy moan escapes her lips, leaving me dizzy from how much I want her.