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I need to be inside her. On top of her. Underneath her and at her mercy, so her pretty pink fingernails can leave little claw marks on my shoulders and bare chest.
My mouth finds hers again, and she kisses me so hard, I think I leave my body. Her hand trails down my chest and she reaches between us. She cups my length over my joggers, and I almost drop her.
“Lacey,” I groan.
I get caught up in the moment, and I pull that stupid fucking jersey over her head. I toss it behind me, and I don’t care if I never see it again. My palm sneaks up under her shirt, and I run my thumb along the underside of her breast.
“Please,” she says. “Touch me, Shawn.”
I can’t tell her no, can I?
I pull down the fabric of her fancy bra and I pinch her nipple between my thumb and pointer finger. “Hold your shirt up,” I say, and I don’t recognize my own voice.
I’ve never been this turned on before. Close to giving myself a few quick jerks in my pants just so I can finish at the sight of her in front of me.
She fumbles with her clothes and pulls the bottom of her shirt up under her chin. I can only see one side of her, but it’s fucking divine. She’s the perfect size, big enough to fit in my hand, andgod damn, I want to come on her chest. On her face. Inside her tight pussy. I want to push her tits together and fuck my cock with them.
I lower my chin and swirl my tongue around her nipple, biting just hard enough for Lacey to hiss and grab the ends of my hair.
“Fuck, Shawn,” she says, low and soft in my ear.
“Look at you,” I say. I trace the bite marks I left on her fair skin. I twist her nipple until it’s swollen and pointed, and I grin. “So pretty.”
Her fingers dance across the outline of my cock, and I lurch forward.God, what I wouldn’t give to have her hand around me. To smear the lipstick on her fuckable mouth and make her eyes fill with tears while she choked on my dick. I want to fill her up until she can’t walk, until she can’t speak, until all she can do is thank me for making her feel good.
“Where the hell is he?” someone shouts from the other side of the door to the supply closet, and I freeze. “Halftime is over in two minutes.”
“He was just here,” another voice says.
“Shit,” I say. I pull Lacey’s bra back in place and make sure her shirt covers her stomach. I set her down on the ground and adjust my pants. “We need to go. I need to go.”
“Okay.” She nods and touches her mouth. “The game.”
“The game.”
“Should we—” she swallows, and her eyes drag down my body. She licks her lips when she sees the hard on I’m sporting, and color invades my cheeks at the satisfied twinkle in her eye. “Leave together?”
“You first.” I squeeze my eyes shut and try to think of anything other than Lacey naked or what it would feel like to bury myself inside her. “I need a minute.”
“Right. Yeah. Okay. Um. Alright. I’ll see you back out there,” she says softly, and I nod.
“Sounds good.”
“Shawn?”
I open my eyes when she says my name. She wrings her hands together and fixes her hair. I think she’s avoiding eye contact, because she’s looking at everythingbutme now.
“Yeah?” I ask.
“We’re—we’re okay, right?”
“Of course we’re okay, Lacey girl.” I kiss her forehead and squeeze her shoulder. “Just don’t even think about putting Dallas’ jersey back on. Next time, I’ll cut it off you.”
Lacey laughs and bobs her head. “Okay. Only your jersey from now on,” she says.
“Atta girl.” I tap her hip. “I’ll see you after the game.”
“Good luck in the second half, angel,” she says. “No. I hate that, too.”
