Chapter 24
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
DAMON
“You fucked her!” Cooper says a little too loudly for my liking.
I’m not a kiss-and-tell kind of guy, but Miles kept going on and on about how flushed Adeline’s cheeks were this morning. He said he knew something happened and would not let it go. When he asked if we had sex, I felt like I couldn’t lie. He’s my best friend, and I trust him.
“We’re in a mutually beneficial situation, which leaves you, Cooper, on an island by yourself.” I clap him on the back.
“Your island is going to implode and sink into the ocean.” He closes his eyes, stretching since we’re about to be called out to start the game.
“You have no idea what you’re talking about. I have the best of both worlds.”
Cooper and Miles exchange a look as if I’m some dumbass, but they don’t know Adeline and me. How good we are together. This co-parenting thing would have been a nightmare with anyone else.
Cooper pats me on the back and lowers his voice. “You’re fucking your daughter’s mother, and you’re not even in a relationship. Give me one way where this turns out for the better?”
I crack my neck and jump up and down. Maybe he’s got a point.
No, we know what we’re doing.
They tell us it’s time to charge out to the field. I run, and when I get to the sidelines, I search out Adeline. Sure enough, she’s there with Bryce and Ellery. She’s got my number, twenty-three, written on her cheek, and she’s wearing a Grizzlies sweatshirt. She smiles and gives me a small wave.
Yeah, Cooper and Miles don’t know what the hell they’re talking about. We can so handle this.
“Siska!” Coach calls, and I run over. “Get your eyes off the damn stands and on this game.”
“Yes, sir.” I nod.
By the half, we’re up on the Vipers by one touchdown. Of course, I haven’t gotten a touchdown myself because the assholes are double-teaming me on purpose. I’m going to make a touchdown this game, no matter what.
Coop is drinking water on the bench when I sit down next to him. Bryce is screaming for Miles since he’s on the field.
“Seriously, she doesn’t even need a microphone,” I say.
Cooper laughs. “She loves her man.”
Those two got engaged so quickly, I don’t understand it. I push that thought aside. “I need a touchdown.”
Cooper looks over his shoulder and waves to Ellery. “For Adeline?”
“No.”
He cocks an eyebrow.
“Fine, yes.”
“Talk to Coach.” He nods in Coach’s direction.
“You heard him at halftime. Everything is going Bradley’s way because they’re double-teaming me. I can get open. Pass me the ball.”
He blows out a breath. I love Cooper, and he’s a great quarterback, but he’s a rule-follower. But he’s also one of my closest friends.
“I swear to God, Damon, if you don’t catch the ball and run it in for a touchdown, I’m gonna make you eat the pigskin.”
I hold up my hands. “Deal.”
He shakes his head. “You do understand that you don’t have to impress her, right? She knows you’re a good player. This feels a little high-schoolish.” He stands and pulls on his helmet since the offense is going back out there.
“Hey, maybe if you tried to impress Ellery a little more, she’d be more than just your best friend.” I pat his back and run out onto the field.
“Asshole!” he shouts from behind me.
I raise my hands as I run out there to get the crowd going. I need their energy because my ego might have bit off more than it can chew with this play. Especially if I’m going to have two guys on me.
We get into the huddle, Cooper glaring at me from the corner of his eye. “Listen, guys, Siska wants a touchdown. Coach wants me to throw to Bradley. We’re going to Siska. I’m faking it to Bradley with the hopes their defense goes that way, but we’re going to Siska.”
“I’ll get a jump on them,” I say.
He points at me. “Let’s hope so. If I get my ass reamed for calling an audible, I’m gonna strangle you.”
We all line up, Cooper calls for the ball from the center, and I fucking run, faking out the cornerback, leaving me and the safety to fight it out.
“Not today,” I say and act as if I’m going right, but shift left.
Because of Cooper Rice’s brilliant arm, as soon as I’m open, the ball sails right into my hands. I run it in for a touchdown.
The crowd roars, and the Jumbotron lights up. Cooper runs up to me, smacking me on the helmet, and we both do a little dance in the end zone.
“Fucking hell, best play all day,” Cooper says, shaking his head at me the entire way back to the sidelines.
“Finally got a touchdown for your girl, Siska?” Coach Iverson asks, shaking his head. “I swear, you two.” He tries to hide his smile, but he knows it was an awesome play.
I look up at the stands and find Adeline smiling. She mouths, “way to go,” and I tilt my head like I told her so. She laughs, and goddamn, she’s so beautiful.
“Now you’ve gotten yourself on the Jumbotron,” Cooper says.
I lift my gaze, and sure enough, there are our faces in a heart with Cupid shooting an arrow at us.
“Man, that co-parents-with-benefits thing doesn’t seem confusing at all.”
I sit down next to Cooper, not interested in his opinion. We know what we’re doing.
The Grizzlies win, and I end up scoring another touchdown, so our small group decides to go out and celebrate. Adeline’s mom takes Clover back to her house for the night, and I cancel Haze for tomorrow morning.
We score VIP tickets, so we’re in the upper part of a nightclub with only a few other groups of people. Adeline and Bryce are dancing while I’m sitting and drinking a beer with Miles and Cooper. Ellery returns from the bathroom and joins the two women.
The dress Adeline borrowed from Bryce is probably going to get me into a fight tonight. It’s tight and red, pushing her tits up and her ass out, which looks ready to be slapped. I’ve had to keep my dick in check more than once tonight.
Miles’s eyes widen. “You look like a lion ready for his next steak.”
“Fuck off.” I finish my beer and slide out of the booth. I walk up to Adeline, grabbing her hand. “Come on.”
“Where?”
“We’re dancing.”
“Really?” she shouts over the music.
I’m not a huge nightclub kind of guy. Peeper’s Alley is definitely more my vibe, but when Bryce suggested we go to the nightclub, I was excited to see what Adeline would wear and that I’d have the excuse to dance with her.
The song changes to one with a slower beat, one you could slow dance to if you wanted, which I do. I pull Adeline to me, my hands landing on her hips. Thank God for that agreement last night, because if I couldn’t touch her in this dress, I’d go insane.
“You’re good with your hands. Two touchdowns. I don’t think I told you congratulations,” she whispers in my ear, and her breath tickles my skin.
I pull her closer still, and she moans, causing my dick to harden further in my slacks.
“Pretty soon I’m going to show you how good I am with my hands when I sneak you off to the bathroom and make you watch me rub one out from how hot you look in that dress.”
She grinds against my length.
“You’re only making it worse.”
She grins up at me. “Maybe we should’ve stayed at home.” Her breasts press into my chest.
“Come on, you two. Let’s dance,” Bryce says over the music before she tugs Miles out onto the dance floor.
I’m so mesmerized by Adeline that I didn’t even realize the music tempo had gone up.
Adeline turns around and grinds her ass into my cock.
“Not helping, woman.” But my fingers dug into her hips, and I thrust, grinding my length into her.
She straightens her back, her arms going up and fiddling with the short hair on the back of my head. She turns to look at me, and I take her mouth in a fierce kiss, my hands leaving her hips for her tits.
She groans and ends our kiss. “Take me somewhere.”
“Home?”
Adeline shakes her head. “I don’t care. Anywhere. I’m feeling naughty.”
She does not have to tell me twice. I take her hand and tug her down a hallway. Damn, this is not how I ever wanted it to be with Adeline, but she’s got me way too wound up.
A bouncer sits by the back door, and I motion to him that we want out.
He steps aside, and we head out into the alley.
I don’t wait for Adeline to say anything, turning and pressing her against the brick wall.
My lips collide with hers, thrusting my tongue deep into her mouth, not able to get enough of the taste of her.
My hand slides under the hem of her dress, and I groan into her mouth when I find her panties soaking wet. Sliding over the elastic hem, I run my finger up and down her swollen lips. “Come on, baby, get off on my fingers.”
“I want to taste you.” She squirms, and my fingers fall away.
She puts her hands on my shoulders and turns me so that my back is at the wall. She starts to move down to her knees, but there’s zero chance I’m letting a prize like Adeline kneel on this dirty cement.
“Hold up.” I quickly pull off my jacket and drop it on the ground between us. “There. Now please, continue.”
“Prince Charming,” she says with no small amount of sarcasm.
With a smile, she drops to her knees and stares up at me while I wrap my palm around her chin, loving the view. She fiddles with my belt, my button, and by the time she slides down my zipper, my dick is barely able to stay contained in my boxers.
Her delicate hands slide in and pull out my cock. She doesn’t waste any time, licking the tip, teasing me as her other hand holds the weight of me at my base. My head rocks back against the wall, and I force myself to keep my eyes on her when she engulfs me in her mouth.
“Adeline, you’re ruining me.” I caress her face as she takes me deeper and deeper.
Once my tip hits the back of her throat, she swallows, her throat pressing against all angles of my cock, and I almost come in her mouth that instant.
She works me over the best I’ve ever had, making me forget we’re in a filthy alley outside a nightclub.
My dick hardens even more in her mouth, and she doesn’t stop sucking and licking and pumping me.
“I’m gonna come,” I warn her, but she only makes a sound of affirmation, continuing to pleasure me.
The fact she’s going to swallow sends me over the edge. I pump into her mouth until I come so hard I fear I might blackout.
“Holy shit, that was a religious experience.”
She cleans me with her tongue and tucks me back into my pants. I pull her up and wrap my hand around the back of her neck, kissing her with everything I’m feeling, tasting myself on her tongue.
“Time to go home.” I bend and pick up my jacket, taking her hand, and head to the street to flag down a cab.
She giggles. “What about the others?”
“They’re all adults. We have an empty apartment, and our baby isn’t there to disturb us. Why would we stay at a club?”
A cab stops, and I open the door, practically shoving her into it. I just hope I can keep my hands off her until we get inside our apartment because she’s quickly becoming an obsession.