He didn’t stop. He actually picked up his pace, circling his hips as he ground against me. His movements were a little rough, and the inside of my thighs burned a bit from the friction with his jeans. His fingers tugged the top of my bra, releasing my breast, and I let out a whine. My hips started rocking of their own accord.
With one particularly hard thrust, I came, my body shuddering as I cried out and tightened my limbs around him. He pressed his mouth to mine, muffling my cries. When my body relaxed in his hold, slumping into the seat, he finally released me. He wasn’t done yet, though. He reached his hands between us to undo his fly, shoving his jeans down to his thighs. His cock was hard, the head a dark pink, clear precum leaking from the slit.
“We’re... really doing this?” I asked.
Howard looked down at me, but his usual teasing smirk was absent from his face. He was panting hard, eyes wild, expression the most serious I’d seen since I first met him. It was enough to catch my breath in my throat.
He tried to tug off my panties, but he paused and frowned, probably realizing how I’d have to bend my body so he could take them off. Instead, he nudged the crotch of my panties to the side. The fabric stretched uncomfortably. Even though I’d just come, I gasped and my body trembled when he fingered my clit, and then my entrance. He replaced his fingers with his cock, rubbing my clit a little and making me shudder some more, then slid inside me.
“Howard!”
His name left my mouth in a strangled sound, head tilting back as my walls clenched around him. He started moving, slow at first, getting me used to the feeling. I started to moan, squirming beneath him as my body started to burn with desire once more.
I moaned, digging my nails into his back, moving my hips to try and meet his thrusts as much as I could. He was being so rough, I’d be feeling this until tomorrow. My heels pressed against his ass, nudging him to fuck me faster, harder. His mouth against mine muffled the moans coming from my throat. I let out a cry, walls starting to convulse around his cock as I hit orgasm.
“Zoe!” he whispered my name harshly in my ear as he gave a couple harsh thrusts before going still, and I felt his come spurt inside me.
Our bodies rocked gently as we rode our orgasms, then went still. I groaned, feeling the trembling in my thighs. I probably wouldn’t move for a while.
Howard left one last kiss on my lips, then pulled back to smile down at me, tucking away strands of hair that were stuck to my face with sweat.
“Sorry,” he murmured. “I didn’t mean to be so rough with you.”
I sighed. “Apologizing now doesn’t really help, though.”
My breathing was still a little fast, my heart practically skipping in my chest. Howard pulled himself back, letting out a hiss as I moaned when his soft cock pulled out of me. He remained kneeling between my knees without moving for a while.
After we’d both caught our breaths, we shifted. I fixed my clothes, though I didn’t feel like I could stand yet, my legs felt so weak. I fixed my bra and panties, and lowered my skirt, and Howard fixed his pants. We sat side by side in the back seat, and I glanced around outside, wondering if someone would have caught that something happened.
“There’s still another car in the lot. I’m not sure who it belongs to, but they’ll be coming out at some point.”
“Yeah,” Howard sighed. “Do you want to come to my place? We can continue there.”
I shot a glare his way. “You have to be kidding. You’ve gotten what you wanted, right? We fucked in the damn parking lot! You can just put up with that until you feel it’s safe to talk to me again.”
He looked at me, expression pained. “Zoe, don’t be like that.”
I sneered. “And how exactly do you want me to be? Happy that you’re finally going to be on the team? Good for you. But I’m not something for you to use and throw aside when you feel like it.”
“I really don’t think of you that way.”
He almost looked hurt. I knew he didn’t think that way, and maybe it was a low blow, but I was pissed. Who wouldn’t be, in this situation?
“Whatever,” I muttered. “Get your shit in order. When you feel like talking to me again, let me know.”
Without waiting to hear another word, I opened the door and got out of the car.
Chapter Nine
Howard
The game was winding down. We were all running around the field, and some of the guys were shouting. I could barely hear them, since I was mostly moving by instinct now. The wind whistled past my ears, almost drowning out the loud sound of my breathing. My heart pumped fast and sweat slid down my temples.
When the game was called to an end, I almost dropped to my knees in exhaustion. I winced, pulling off my helmet and wiping my forearm over my face to wipe away the sweat.
“Hey, Howard! You okay over there?”
The closest guy to me was standing still, looking toward me, while the rest of them were heading off the field. I waved a hand at him, catching my breath for a few seconds before I started walking back myself.
“I’m fine,” I muttered, passing by him with a pat to his back. “Just a bit of a workout.”
He chuckled. “Yeah, I guess you could say that, huh?”
Other guys were jogging off, but it was all I could do to get my legs to keep moving. I stopped to have some of the water set out for us before heading inside. I wasn’t the only guy who’d paused to drink, so I had to wait for a minute. The water was so cool on my heated skin, I had to remind myself not to drink too quickly and choke myself.
My first week of practicing with the team was over with this. I was glad this was the afternoon practice or I’d have to wait around before I could relax.
I was calmer as I followed everyone else inside.
“Man, I’m exhausted,” Calvin, walking up beside me said with a groan. “My muscles haven’t ached like this in a long time. We really went out today.”
I chuckled. “Well, we did, but you’re probably that tired because we had to do most of the work today. Honestly, if it was just running I’d be good, but this was tough. Still, it was a good practice.”
“Definitely.” Brad had come up behind me and I felt him slap my shoulder. “It hasn’t been that long yet, but I think we’re already starting to improve. We got kicked out early last year, but with you, I think we can last a bit longer this season. Isn’t that right, captain?”
“Having a good running back is really important,” Grady said. “Especially one that’s as fast as you. I think you could give us an edge, but let’s not start dreaming just yet. If the game was that easy, every team would win just by having a bunch of good players.”
No game was that simple. If that was all it took, then there would be no losing teams. This was just the first week, after all. We had plenty of time to keep practicing and making the team stronger, better. We’d see how far the team got when we started the season, but until then, I was going to give the team my all. As far as I knew, Ben had started coming up with strategies, but we hadn’t used any in practice yet.
Everyone had just come off the field, but they were livelier than expected. They were talking loudly, voices bouncing against the walls in the narrow wall. My former team wasn’t much different, and I had kind of missed being around a team. It felt nice. I just couldn’t be happy about it right then.
I just want to go home for now.
More than physically, I felt mentally exhausted.
We were all piling into the locker room to get showered and changed. We’d started the afternoon practice a bit late, so it was starting to get cold and it would be going dark soon. After today’s workout, and the meager lunch I managed to swallow down, I was so hungry I could feel my stomach rumbling in protest.
Some of the other guys usually hung out after practice, not every day, bu
t they’d been asking since the first practice and I’d said no every time. The first time, I was lucky I’d said no because I got to see Zoe in the parking lot, but ever since, I just went home alone. In a normal situation, I wouldn’t have minded hanging out with the guys, but my mood was just terrible.
Though it hadn’t been that long, I was already close with most of the members of the team. We were a bunch of guys that enjoyed the same sport, there was no reason for animosity within the team, so we got along really well, but I knew if they dragged me away to hang out together after practice, I’d just bring down the excitement with the way I was.
After getting out of the showers and getting dressed, I was prepared to leave when Grady spoke up.
“We should go out and celebrate, after finishing our first week of practice. Hey, we can have this be the welcome celebration for the newbie, too. We were going to do it before, but we didn’t get to.”
Yeah, because Ben kicked me out before I properly met the guys on the team. But, like Zoe, they looked up my reputation and tried to get me to keep trying to join the team anyway because I could fill the one position they needed filled. Of course, by that point, I didn’t need them trying to talk me into it, I did so gladly.
I wasn’t really feeling up for celebrating, though. I wouldn’t mind if we waited until we started playing official games. Everything else was going pretty well, but I was missing Zoe like crazy, and celebrating was the last thing in my mind. Everyone looked really excited about it, though, and since as the new guy this was technically for me, I had to go.
“You’re coming, aren’t you?” Calvin said, slinging an arm over my shoulder.
I smiled and tried to make it convincing. “Sure. Like I’d miss it.”
Of course, by celebrate, they meant drinking, so we headed out to a club. Since I got back, I hadn’t gone to any club or bars, since I could drink just fine at home, and I’d been limiting myself not to drink at all so I wouldn’t fall back on my bad habits while I didn’t have anything to do.