I shrugged. Why not, indeed?
We couldn’t actually play a game with just the two of us, so I started juggling and then kicked the ball toward Nicole. She took a quick step back and tapped the ball with the inside of her foot, then her knee, then the outside of her foot before sending it back to me. We went back and forth for a while, and I was seriously impressed with her ball-handling skills.
That thought distracted me enough that I missed the damn ball.
I let it roll off behind me, took the couple of steps I needed to reach her, and wrapped my arms around her waist. I pulled her close to me and planted a big kiss on her lips. Her hands went up around my shoulders, and I started kissing across her jaw until I reached her ear.
“You are fucking phenomenal,” I told her.
“Hmm…” she hummed against my cheek. “You ready for your game tomorrow?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“What are you going to do after the game?”
“I dunno,” I said. My lips started making their way down her neck. I pushed the collar of her sweater out of the way a bit so I could reach more skin. “Probably some party or something.”
“Is there one the team has to go to?” she asked.
I pulled back.
“What are you getting at?” This seemed like more than just normal questioning.
Nicole looked off to one side, shrugged one shoulder, than raised one eyebrow.
“Greg’s working a double starting Friday evening,” she said. “You want to come back to my place after the game?”
“Sure,” I said. Being at her place was better than any lame-ass party anyway. “But what difference does it make if Greg’s there?”
Nicole rolled her eyes at me.
“You do know he gave me the same rule, right?” she said.
The same rule? He told her not to hurt me like she had been hurt? No, that didn’t make much sense…
Oh.
Oh, wait!
Sex!
He said not while he was in the house.
Was Nicole suggesting what it sounded like she was suggesting? My heart began to pound in my chest, relocating all the blood in my body to my cock.
“Do you mean…um…you want to…?” I couldn’t complete the sentence. My palms were starting to sweat again. When the fuck did
that start happening?
Nicole cuddled up against my chest, tucking her head in.
“I don’t know,” she said quietly. “At least he wouldn’t be in the next room or possibly walking down the hall to peek in at us. Maybe just…see what happens?”
“Yeah,” I said and then cleared my throat so I could say it again, only audibly. “Yeah, I’d like that.”
“Cool.”
Tilting my head to get a better angle, I looked down at her. Her cheeks were kind of tinged with pink in the soft morning light as the sun rose up over the trees. I ran my finger over one of her cheeks and smiled to myself. I took a couple of deep breaths to gain some control over various self-minded parts of my body and sighed out the last one.