“Be as loud as you want,” he slurred. “No one out there can hear you.”
The man really was determined to finish me as quickly as possible. I tugged at his hair, eliciting moans from him that I could onlyfeelas he continued to devour me. Everything we hadn’t been able to say seemed to play out in my pleasure. And Lucas seemed to want it that way.
When I came, I came hard, and he kept his word.
“Oh my god,” I gasped, my chest heaving as I climbed down from the high of the second most powerful orgasm he’d ever given me. Lucas grinned, sliding my clothes up and straightening them out. I reached for his belt, intending to return the favor in kind when he stopped my hand.
“There’s no time,” he said, giving me a quick kiss. I could see that he was hard and my mouth watered at the sight of his arousal. But by the look on his face, it didn’t seem like it bothered him at all. “The second leg of the race is starting soon. You can make it up to me later.”
“I will.” I threw my arms around him and kissed him again, tasting myself on his mouth. “I promise I will.”
I ran out of the boathouse after freshening up as much as I could. Maybe I’d just always harbored voyeuristic tendencies but the thought of having just experienced an earth-shattering climax moments before heading out to the unwitting public outside was actually exciting to me.
It fed the adrenaline coursing through my veins, heightened the arousal still coasting in the recess of my mind.
Finally acknowledging the carnal part of my being, and giving into it, must’ve been the key to finally aligning my focus. Because when I rejoined my team, even despite having just undergone Round 2 of the Boathouse Chronicles, I was able to concentrate on our looming victory.
And by the end of the day—to the ear-splitting cheers from the crowd of fans sporting NEU’s navy and copper garb—we had taken the derby by a landslide number of points.
The team clung to each other, jumping and screaming alongside the crowd’s applause and in that brief, narrow space of time and drunk on delirium, everything felt perfect.
As the day wound down alongside the sun, we were still riding that high. There was the usual helping out with getting our equipment repacked, but even that tedious task and the bone-deep exhaustion couldn’t wipe the smiles from our faces.
Coach Hayes had the biggest grin on hers, something the team marked as a historic moment when she wasn’t listening.
Lucas and Oren had both sent me texts congratulating me on the win. But Ronan was the one who came up to me by the end of the day, when there were too few people spread across the field to notice or care about what was happening.
To the outside world, this was just a professor congratulating a student.
But the heat that leapt in his eyes when he approached me told a different story, and I was already restless with anticipation.
“Congratulations,” he told me, and the pride in his voice was enough for me to take the risk. I reached up and hugged him tightly. He hesitated for only a moment before returning my hug, then quickly patted my back and extricated himself from my embrace.
“And I thought you hated detachment,” I said sardonically, the jab reminiscent of his comment on Lucas’s impersonal introduction.
“Restraint, Miss Price,” he reminded me, quickly cupping my chin before dropping his hand. I knew that he was keenly aware of any potential pair of prying eyes. Anything could end up going back to Halliwell, especially given recent campus events.
But this was still innocuous. At least for now.
“My car. Wait until everyone else is gone,” he said. “I’m parked near the entrance, on the left side. You won’t miss it.”
I nodded, then turned back to finish helping with the last of the loading up. By the time we were finally done, and I’d agreed to meet up with friends for a celebration party at a nearby bar in an hour, I was speedwalking to the now-familiar Volvo.
The field was completely empty save a few groundskeepers and I doubted they were the sort to either notice or care about whatever was going to happen in Ronan’s car.
“I have a few minutes free. Then I need to get to my dorm to clean up before I meet my friends,” I announced as I slid into the passenger seat. So many familiar scenarios today, and yet the energy felt different.
Ronan grinned at me.
“What did you have in mind?” he asked.
“Such a gentleman, giving me the choice,” I commented. But there was something I had in mind that I didn’t have a chance to do yet. “I want to taste you.”
He looked briefly surprised but not opposed to the idea at all. “That’s what you want?”
“Yes,” I said, leaning over to undo the button of his pants. “I’ve been thinking about this since you fucked me in this car that night outside the bar.”
“What happened to you, Miss Price?” he chuckled. “Such a filthy mouth.”
