Chance
It’s Friday again, and I’m starting to really get used to Kensley. Who fucking knew? Honestly, I’m starting to love it here as I walk through the halls after the pep rally.
Everyone is dressed in red and black. Some have panther tattoos on their cheeks. The cheerleaders are in their uniforms, and the players are in jerseys. Everyone seems to be on a high and ready for the game tonight.
Homecoming in a small town is a big deal. All the downtown businesses are painted red and black. There’ll be a parade later in front of them with the marching band and the entire town in attendance.
I make my way toward the locker room, where I knew I’d find Noah. He’s in his office, a smile on his face, clearly not untouched by today’s excitement. I want to pull him into my arms so damn bad.
I want to drop to my knees and worship him right here in his office.
But I’m not completely insane. I know that wouldn’t go over well during the school day. When he stands up from his desk, though, and closes the door behind me, my heart rate goes through the roof because I know if he wanted to do anything, anything at all, right here in his office, I’d let him.
I’d let him bend me right over his desk and fuck me into oblivion.
But there’s still a deep-seated fear that I could ruin his life—that I would ruin his life if we did that and anyone walked in. It’s enough to keep an erection at bay. I want to make his life better, not worse.
Not ever.
But when he wraps his big hand around the back of my neck and pulls me into a heated kiss, I can’t be responsible for anything after that. He kisses me hard, and I eat at his mouth, our bodies flush. There’s no calming my erection now. My dick is hard and trying to escape my track pants.
He’s not fairing much better, though, his hard cock dragging over mine as we kiss and pant into each other’s mouths, hungry for each other.
He pulls his mouth away, but his grip on the back of my neck stays firm as he looks into my eyes. “I want you so damn bad.”
I smile at him as I lean in and kiss him again. “You have me.”
I can feel him smiling against his lips as he pulls back again, meeting my eyes. “Come over after the game?”
I’m already nodding before he finishes asking. “I’ll be there. I can’t wait.”
His hand slowly travels down my back to my ass as he cups it in his big grasp. “Fuck. I don’t want to wait.”
I kiss the tip of his nose. “I’ll make it worth it.”
He chuckles, “I have no doubt.”
He releases me and walks back over to his desk as I fight to control my libido, open the door, and drop down in one of the other chairs.
“You ready for your first homecoming in Kensley?”
I nod, stretching my legs out before me as I think about the pride I felt walking through the halls earlier. “Yeah. I think I’m fully converted. I’m a Panther now.”
He smiles, shaking his head just as the principal knocks on the door frame, and we both turn to look at him. He greets us happily and walks in without a thought. I watch Noah pale slightly, probably thinking about Anthony coming in here a moment earlier.
But he didn’t.
I try to portray that it’s okay to him through my eyes, but turns out, he’s already shaken it off and is greeting Anthony, talking about the game tonight and looking calm. Totally fine.
He’s smiling more than he usually does, which I’d assume will seem odd from the usually grumpy coach, but Anthony only seems pleased, not suspicious.
Maybe it all really will be okay.
Maybe we won’t have to hide our relationship forever. Who knows? Maybe this time next year, we’ll be able to walk down the halls side-by-side, maybe even give each other a quick kiss goodbye before we part, like I’ve seen a couple of married teachers do many times before.
I allow myself to feel that hope because goddamn it, don’t we deserve that?
I think so.