Chapter Twenty-Seven Bennett
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: BENNETT
T wo weeks later
With my head resting against the glass, I stared out the window at the flickering roadside lights. The chartered bus the hockey team rode on eased down the darkened highway. We pulled out of Philly about three hours ago on the way home. While most of the team were passed out and snoring, post-game euphoria kept me awake and jittery. The game had been a nail-biter, and my goal during the last ten seconds had sealed our victory.
“Would you stop fucking fidgeting,” Theo growled in the seat beside me.
When I glanced over at him, his eyes were closed, but he wore a scowl.
“Sorry. I didn’t realize I was moving.”
“You haven’t stopped since we sat down.”
“Too much nervous energy.”
“Yeah, yeah, you saved our ass and are the hero of the moment.” He popped one eye open. “Go the fuck to sleep.”
I nudged his leg with mine. “Ass.”
“I just want to sleep, Bennie.”
“Fine. I’ll go sit somewhere else.”
When I started to rise out of my seat, Theo stopped me. “Sit down and stop trying to be a fucking martyr along with the hero of the hour.”
“Whatever,” I laughed.
At the vibration of my phone, I glanced at the screen. It was Vivian calling me on FaceTime. “It’s Viv,” I said to Theo.
Both of Theo’s eyes opened wide at the mention of her name. He also sat up straighter. When I answered, it wasn’t just Vivian who was before the camera. After being sidelined the last two weeks with a dislocated shoulder, Grayson had missed tonight’s game.
He didn’t appear to be too sad about it considering Vivian lounged on his lap in what I considered a very sexy gown. It was low cut with spaghetti straps, and it didn’t come down far on her thighs.
They were on the laptop since that was our preferred method for FaceTime when we were at away games.
“What are you two doing up so late?” I asked.
“Someone had a midnight craving for tacos,” Grayson said.
Vivian rubbed her belly. “He always gets so hangry at night.”
Theo snorted. “I cannot believe a linguist such as yourself would use the word hangry .”
She grinned. “It comes from hanging out with younger men.”
Grayson shifted Vivian on his lap. “Since Viv got me up to go to the drive-thru, I thought I’d call and see how the game went.”
“Get ready for Bennett to get a big head,” Theo replied.
Grayson's brow furrowed. “And why is that?”
I quickly filled them in on what had happened in the game. Vivian’s eyes lit up. “I’m so proud of you.”
“Thanks,” I replied.
“I hate that I missed it, buddy,” Grayson said.
“You and me both.”
Theo snorted. “He’ll probably make you watch the game video with him.”
I elbowed Theo. “Just because you missed that one puck doesn’t mean you have to take your shortcomings out on me.”
“Anyone would’ve missed that shot,” he grumbled.
With a roll of my eyes, I replied, “Whatever.”
“We miss you,” Vivian said.
“We’ll be home soon,” I replied.
Wagging his brows, Grayson said, “And we’ll probably have gone a round or two by the time you get here.”
“Grayson!” Vivian protested.
“Oh come on, Viv. You know after a hangry spell, you get ridiculously horny.”
Vivian bit down on her lip. Since we all knew she was guilty of it, she knew not to argue.
After smirking at the camera, Grayson dipped his head and began kissing a trail across the back of Vivian’s shoulder. His hand slid from his waist up to cup her breast.
Instead of protesting that she was on camera, Vivian gave a feminine sigh of pleasure. “That feels so nice.”
“You keep your hands to your fucking self until we get home,” Theo growled.
Grayson’s other hand slid up Vivian's thigh and disappeared underneath the material. At her moan, I knew exactly where his hand was. She began rolling her hips on his growing erection.
“Grayson!” Theo warned.
He shot us a wicked grin. “But I have all this pent-up energy from not playing tonight. I have to burn it off someway, and what better way is there than fucking.”
“You can be a gentleman and wait for us,” I argued.
His answer came in the form of easing the straps of Vivian’s gown over her shoulders, baring her breasts. “Oh fuck,” I murmured.
As my cock grew achy in my briefs, I shifted in my seat. “Since I don’t want to spend the last hour home with blue balls, I’m hanging up.
“No, don’t,” Vivian pleaded in a breathy voice.
“Viv,” I whined.
Licking her lips, she said, “Touch yourself while Grayson touches me.”
“We’re on a smelly bus with a bunch of snoring hockey players,” I protested.
“I know you’re hard for me.” Tilting her head, she asked, “Aren’t you?”
Before I could reply, Theo said, “You know we are.”
“Then touch yourself.”
I glanced around. No one was in the seats in front of us or to the side. The next guy would have to be a contortionist to see me jerking off.
Easing my sweatpants down my hips, I then pulled my dick out. When I cut my eyes over to Theo, he was doing the same thing. As I started to work my hand over my cock, a groan rumbled through my chest.
“Show me,” Vivian urged.
I moved the camera to show her my cock wrapped tightly in my fist. “I miss that,” she said.
“I miss your mouth on it, ” I rasped.
“Me too. Now show me Theo’s.”
I turned the camera to where she would be able to see Theo jerking his hand up his swollen cock. “Mm, I miss yours too, Theo.”
“Fuck,” he grunted.
After Grayson swept Vivian’s gown over her head, I sucked in a breath. “No panties. You’re a naughty girl.”
“She’s soaked my pants,” Grayson remarked with a wicked grin.
“You’re killing me, smalls,” Theo grunted.
“Just wait,” Grayson teased.
After easing off of Grayson’s lap, Vivian reached back to take Gray’s cock in her hand. She then guided it to her corewhere she slowly eased down inch by inch. “Mmm, yes,” she moaned.
Since they were facing the camera, we had a perfect view of her pussy swallowing his cock. As she began to bounce on and off of Grayson’s cock, I jerked myself harder.
With a coy smile, Vivian stared straight at the laptop camera. “Tell me what you want me to do so it’s like you’re here with us.”
“Pinch your nipples,” Theo gritted out.
Vivian brought her hands to her breasts. Slowly, she began to roll her nipples between her fingers. As they grew into hardened points, my breath hitched.
“Touch your pussy,” I ordered.
Vivian slid her hands between her legs. She started rubbing her clit as Grayson pounded in and out of her.
Pinching my eyes shut, I threw my head back against the seat and focused on my pleasure. At the feel of a hand closing over mine on my cock, I snapped them open. To my complete shock, Theo was working his hand over mine to jerk me off.
A groan rumbled through my chest. When I tore my gaze to him, he said, “Touch me.”
Holy shit. Was this actually happening? Theo wanted me to jerk him off. I fought the urge to pinch myself to make sure I hadn’t fallen asleep and was dreaming all of this.
Before he could take it back, I slid my hand over the velvet steel of his hard-on. Although I’d felt it against my cock, it was so different touching it with my fingers. I loved the weight of it in my hand. I would’ve loved having it pump in and out of my mouth even more, but I didn’t know what he would do if I buried my head in his lap.
As Vivian bore her fingers into Grayson’s thighs, he began raising his hips to slam into her. Her moans and cries of pleasure caused my balls to tighten.
“Do you want to come?” Theo questioned in a whisper.
“Fuck yes.”
“Are you going to come all over my hand?”
“Yes.”
Theo squeezed my cock. “Then come.”
I’d always thought it was bullshit about coming on command. And even though I was already about to blow my load, there was something about him ordering me to do it that sent me free-falling off the edge. I jerked my hips forward as my orgasm charged through me.
Despite my pleasure, I kept jerking my hand up and down Theo’s dick. It wasn’t but a few seconds later that his hips surged forward as a cry erupted from his lips. I always loved his orgasm face, but there was something to be said for putting it there.
I didn’t even care about looking at the camera to see if Gray and Vivian had finished. All I cared about was Theo’s hand was coated with my cum. I’d marked him physically now.
Even if he didn’t realize it, he was mine.