CHAPTER 11
Eve
"N o. No way man. Johnny Unitas is the GOAT. I don't care what the talking heads say. He..."
"Johnny Unitas was great, excellent even. He IS NOT the GOAT. He just isn't. It's simple math..."
"Pleeeeeeease, I beg you please do not say Tom Brady again. I can't take another Brady hype man. I jus..."
"He's the GOAT. Plain and simple."
The voices blend together when Cal, Cotton, and three other football types begin talking at the same time, defending their seemingly indefensible positions.
I already know that this house is strictly for football players, but I also know the whole team can't possibly stay here.
This place is enormous, but no way does it house an entire football team so how do they decide who gets to live here?
The squabbling pauses as the men greet Adam. He pulls me around to the front of his body and the men look at me with obvious questions. It's obvious these guys aren't used to their quarterback bringing girls home in the middle of the day.
"Planning to introduce us to your guest, Captain?" One of the guys I haven't seen before asks.
Adam stops, surveying everyone in the room before speaking. "This is Eve. She isn't a guest. She's my girl. Don't touch her. Don't even talk to her."
Adam leads me out of the room, ignoring the shocked faces as we go.
Inside his bedroom, Adam starts unpacking my bag.
He's putting my toiletries in drawers in the bathroom and some of my clothes are being folded into the chest of drawers while others are hung neatly inside his closet.
I didn't expect this. I thought he would put my bag in the closet, and I would live out of that whenever I'm here.
He gave me drawers, plural. I have my own section in the closet. Did he just move me in?
He did this with his own clothes at my apartment but on a much smaller scale.
He only had a few outfits, one pair of shoes and minimal toiletries.
I still noticed but it didn't feel so permanent.
Once he has everything unpacked, he puts my bag on the top shelf in his closet.
Meeting him at the door of the closet, I stop him inside.
Calling on every bit of confidence I possess, I grab the hem of my shirt and slowly pull it over my head.
The desire to impress him is overwhelming, so I keep going even though I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing.
Please don't let him be thinking of how inexperienced I am compared to other girls he's been with . Ugh. Don't even think about that.
Thinking about other girls is just going to spark inadequacy and jealousy.
He's staring at my breasts, at my abdomen, at my face.
Adam doesn't try to hide his desire for me and I'm so thankful.
It's the confidence boost I need to keep going, so I unbutton my jeans and pull down my zipper.
He quickly closes the distance between us, grabbing my hips and burying his face in my neck, inhaling me.
He pushes my jeans off my hips and down my thighs.
Just like before, he follows them down with his eyes and his body.
Soon, he's on his knees in front of me and I'm wearing nothing but my bra and panties.
Adam looks up at me with lust and adoration in his eyes.
Warm, soft lips meet my hot skin as he softly kisses my stomach while his fingers hook into the waistband of my panties, tugging them all the way down.
I unclasp my bra and drop it on the floor beside my feet.
I'm completely nude and Adam is still fully clothed, so I reach out and pull him up to meet me at eye level, allowing me to pull his shirt over his head.
"When did my Wildcat become so bold?" He asks.
"I'm trying."
He grips my chin firmly between thumb and forefinger. "Don't pretend to be something you're not. I want you as you are. Not as you think I want you."
"Even when I call you a fucker?" I impress myself with the seductive lilt in my voice.
He smiles...dare I say lovingly?
"Especially when you call me a fucker. I think it's sexy when you attempt to fight me."
"I'll have to remember that."
We're standing face to face, although he has to bend down to accomplish this.
We are both stark naked when Adam drops to his knees again.
At first, I'm confused, and I remain that way when he lifts my leg over his shoulder until he brings his mouth to my glistening clit.
I nearly hit the floor when he sucks it into his mouth and flicks it quickly and repeatedly with his tongue while still sucking. "Oh SHIT! Adam, I can't stand."
He laughs WITH MY CLIT IN HIS MOUTH and that's all it takes. We're talking zero to cum in less than two minutes. He keeps sucking and flicking my clit all the way through my orgasm and even grabs my ass to support me when it becomes clear that my knees are about to buckle.
With his mission complete, he rises to his feet and kisses me. He pushes his tongue past my lips, and I taste my orgasm in his mouth. This is an indescribable sensation, tasting myself on him.
Adam grabs my ass and lifts me, prompting me to wrap my legs around his hips.
He continues kissing me all the way to the bed, where he lays me down.
This time, he doesn't lay down on top of me.
Instead, he backs up away from the bed and walks over to his desk.
I watch as he pulls something from one of the drawers and brings it back over to the bed.
A canvas. He has a plain white canvas in his hand.
Setting the canvas on the bedside table, he looks down at me.
I'm propped up on my elbows, looking at him, confused. "What's that for?"
"You'll see." He bends down and kisses me before climbing onto the bed with me and arranging his hips between my legs.
The nerves hit me hard in this moment. This is it.
My virginity. It's not like I was saving it for marriage or anything.
I just didn't want to waste it on a subpar experience.
Regardless of where Adam and I each end up, I know this won't be a subpar experience.
It's not even that I'm scared or that I want to back out. It's just that I'm feeling so much.
Desire, affection, and need hit me all at once out of nowhere. I lift my shoulders from the bed, grab Adam's face, and kiss him with absolute devotion. He groans loudly and presses his hard cock against my pulsing clit.
He pushes me back to the bed until I'm lying flat against the black satin sheets. He sits back on his feet and looks hungrily between my legs. Reaching out, he circles my opening with his fingers, touching me softly, producing goosebumps all over my skin.
Pushing one finger inside me, he begins pumping it slowly.
He isn't watching my face. His eyes are trained on what he's doing to me with his finger.
Now, he adds a second finger and begins pumping harder and faster.
My pulse picks up and my breathing becomes ragged.
A third finger and he's closer to me now.
He curves one finger inside me and begins scissoring the other two.
"Ahhh" my voice trembles. He slams his fingers harder inside me.
Harder, faster. My knees get higher in the air, and I bite my lip hard, stifling a scream.
Holy hell. My core is clenching and he's pumping faster.
Shit, shit, shit. I hear the wet sounds of my arousal around his fingers. I'm gripping the sheets and crying out.
"Who does this pussy belong to, Eve?"
"Ah...Adam..."
"Who does it belong to?"
"You...It ahhh...belongs to you." I can barely form coherent thought much less get intelligible words out.
He brings his lips to my clit and sucks it into his mouth.
"Adam!"
He flicks my clit with his tongue, and I scream out his name again as my orgasm consumes me once more.
Continuing to pump into me, he sucks my clit as though he's meant to clean me with this mouth.
I come back down to earth and back to the bed, heaving and trembling all over.
He leans forward, holding himself up with one hand as he strokes his hard cock up and down the length of my soaking wet flesh.
He watches as his cock collects my wetness and he looks amazed.
"Are you ready?" He swirls his tip in a circular motion on my clit before he finally draws his gaze from what his cock is doing to my vagina and looks at my face.
I nod. "I think so."
He drops his chin to convey his irritation. "You THINK so?"
"No. Yes. I am ready. I just meant you haven't gotten a condom yet."
"Are you still taking your birth control?"
"Yes, but that only protects against pregnancy. It doesn't do anything against STIs."
"Well, you've never been with anyone else and I'm clean. Do you think I would risk giving you a disease?"
"No. I just thought we would use a condom."
"Eve, we wouldn't be using a condom whether you were on the pill or not."
"What?!"
"Do you want to fight with me, or do you want to fuck me?"
"The second one."
He grins like the Mad Hatter. "My little Wildcat isn't so innocent."
Suddenly, it occurs to me that could be the draw. Does he like my innocence? What happens when I don't have it anymore?
"Wait, is that what you like about me? My virginity?"
"Fuuuuuuck, Eve. No. Well, yes. I do like that about you. I love that about you. I love that you're funny and brilliant. I love that you're tough, and in a moment when you're not a virgin anymore, I'll love that I have taught you every single thing that you know."
"Well, actually, I YouTubed the perfect blowjob in class this morning and that chick taught me several things."