Chapter 35 #2
Hunter ushers everyone out of the room. “We were just leaving anyway,” he grumbles.
“Great,” Tisch huffs and rolls her eyes before checking on Isla. “You good?”
“Thanks,” she whispers, her voice too small.
“Listen, I can’t hang out here. I’m going to wait in my car. Okay?”
Isla swallows, then nods.
“Where you parked?” I ask.
Tisch looks up. “Left side of the lot. C4.”
I nod. “Thanks. I’ll get her over there.”
There’s only one beat of silence after everyone’s gone. “Baby,” I breathe.
She races into my arms and I’ve never felt anything so deep in my bones. So sure. So perfect.
“I…I had to…they took…”
“I know, baby. I know,” I murmur into her hair, holding the back of her head like she’s the most delicate thing in the world.
She’s fucking trembling.
I pull back to look at her. Tears streaming down her face, and I know she’s been holding in all night. I swipe them away first. “You. Did. Nothing. Wrong.”
She nods, but there’s remorse still in her face. “I just gave it to them.”
I shake my head, deciding details aren’t important right now.
“This was all me. This wasn’t you, baby. I swear.”
She sniffles, shaking or shivering against me. I can’t tell.
“Come here.” I pull her back to the shower room, it’s warmer there. Steam still lingers in the air, but I turn one on to keep it flowing. I press her against the tile wall and look at her face. Then down her jersey.
“Take a breath for me.”
She inhales deeply.
“That’s it. That’s my girl. Again.”
She closes her eyes this time and breathes in the steam.
“Perfect,” I whisper. “You know I know you’re mine.” My hands run down her body. “Doesn’t matter whose name you wear.” Down the red fabric and to her waistband as I hover my mouth over hers. “You. These lips. This pussy.” She gasps when I cup her through her leggings. “All mine.”
She looks up at me. Her eyes pools but there’s desire behind them. “I never sent love.”
“That’s not why we lost.”
“I really wanted to.”
“Then do it now. Tell me what Shadow wants.”
She looks down at my hard cock poking her beneath the towel. Then tears it off my waist. “Show me. Show me you know I’m yours.”
Fuck. I’m getting ahead of myself. Ready to fuck her bare.
“I don’t have a condom here, Isla.”
She glances down at my length. “Do we need one?”
“Are you on the pill?”
She shakes her head. “But we can be careful, right?”
I consider it for a moment, but I’m not strong enough to hold off. “I’ve got conditions.”
“More than one?”
“I want you loud. No one’s going to hear you in here. Except me. I want you to ask for what you want. And then I want you to take it. I want you facing the wall. And the jersey stays on.”
“Yes. All of it.”
I don’t miss a beat. I flip her around. She yelps and throws her hands on the damp wall instinctively. “Good girl.” I lean to her ear. “What do you want?”
“Your—your cock.”
“What do you want me to do with it?” I yank down her leggings, her panties too, and lift the jersey up to reveal her bare ass. Giving it a sharp slap I don’t feel bad about it because she is still fucking wearing another guy’s jersey.
“Spread your legs.”
She spreads as wide as she can, and I run my finger along her slit.
She groans and I slide two fingers inside her. “Now what?”
“Make—make me come.”
She’s so fucking wet, but I need to be buried inside her, or I’ll blow just by staring at her like this. Dripping for me. “Fuck, I’m obsessed with this cunt.”
“Kane,” she urges.
I slide my digits out of her and grab her hips, bending her a little more, then position my cock at her entrance. “Brace your hands against the wall, Sunshine.”
The second I feel her steady, I push into her. We both groan and I hold still to contain myself from not fucking her senseless like this. With his name blaring into my eyeballs.
Panting, I grip her hips and thrust into her, filling her to the brim. Then again, each time making her cry out.
I curse. “Take it off now.”
“No. Fuck me harder.”
“Isla.”
She rocks her hips for more.
Fuck. This girl.
“More. Don’t stop,” she pants.
I can’t help myself. I pound into her, pulling cries out of her throat. “Yes, God, yes.”
I nearly come from her pleasure. Her words. Her voice.
It’s back, stronger than ever, and I want to hear more of it.
I don’t see the jersey anymore. I see my girl. I see my name on her back, on her ass, inside her.
I’ll make them pay for tonight.
If I catch anyone bullying her, using her, or humiliating her ever again like they did tonight, I’ll fuck up their entire existence. Give them a taste of their own medicine until they’re fucking drowning in it. It’ll be all they ever taste.
I pull Isla up against my chest, twist her jaw and kiss her gently, swallowing her moans.
I slide my fingers down and rub her clit while I fuck her. She starts to tremble. “Come loud for me, baby,” I growl. “And I need you to do it now.”
She screams out and shatters in my arms.
My thrusts become ragged. “Fuck, Isla.” Quickly I peel the jersey over her head and pull out of her. Catching every drop of my cum in McKenna’s jersey, practically drenching the damn thing with it.
I let it fall to the floor and flip Isla back against me, holding her against my chest.
“You okay?”
She nods and moans.
I lift her chin. The words I want to tell her are on the tip of my tongue. But the first time I say them to her won’t be in the guest locker room of the Titans arena.
“Let’s go home.”
“You have to get on a bus. I’ll ride with Tisch.”
I inhale. “That girl’s not going to be very popular among us for a while.”
She shrugs. “She’s used to it.”
I help her back into her pants and give her my spare jersey. The one I planned to wear back home. Instead, I put on Hunter’s
She smiles, lifting the hem. “Got a red Sharpie?”
“Baby, I don’t want to look at the color red for at least a week.” I pick up McKenna’s violated jersey. “After I drop this off.”
“Where?”
Five minutes later and a phone call to Leman, we break into the Titans’ Coach’s office. Cole holds the door open for us. “Make it quick.”
Isla and I step inside and I look to her for guidance.
She narrows her eyes. “His desk. No his seat. Definitely the seat.” She gives me a wide smile.
I set it down and take her hand as we walk out of the office. And I silently congratulate her on the win tonight.