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“Lance, I feel…I think I can—” her own gasp cuts her off and she leans forward rubbing herself along the edge of my cock, in a steady rhythm. Licking my thumb, I take over and press it to her clit as she picks up her pace. She pulses around me, in tune with her body as surprised eyes fly to mine. She’s in the middle of discovery, and I’m too wrapped up in the feel of her to do more than stare at her, open-mouthed and overwhelmed. Grappling, I finally take control and thrust into her movement, our breaths mingling as she hovers above.
“You fit me, this pussy, fits me, only me.” Possession, borderline obsession, it’s all I can do in this moment to keep from completely claiming her. I buck underneath her, and we both call out to the other. Her lust-filled eyes glaze over just as her orgasm hits mere seconds before I fill her up.
I’m able to sneak her out easily due to the collective commotion in the living room. The irony is that half of that room is filled with teammates. I’m halfway back up the steps when I hear Troy call my name.
“Yo, Lance.”
“‘Sup?” My whole body is thrumming at the possibility he just saw her leave, but the air about him is relaxed. “We’re watching the game. Want to come down and hang? I’ve got a beer with your name on it.”
“I’m good. Got shit to do.”
He gauges me as if he’s trying to figure me out and I simply stare back.
“All right, man, suit yourself, but consider it an open invitation.”
“Will do.”
Troy takes the stairs up two at a time until we’re eye level.
“Something else?” I ask, my guard up.
“Yeah.” He looks back at the front door and then to me. “Is she worth it?”
Shit. I hang my head. We’ve been too careless, and a part of me just wants the secret out. I want to be in the open with my girl. I’m not much into PDA, but I have a feeling with Harper I won’t give a damn. Problem is, at this rate I’ll never know.
“Troy, I can’t—” I scrub my jaw, “this isn’t just about me.”
“Hand to God, man, your secret is safe.”
“If you say a word, it will end me.”
“Trust me, I’ve done my fair share of locking it down when it comes to important shit. But do us both a solid. Give me a text or heads-up next time she comes, so I can make sure the coast is clear. Neither of us needs the drama.”
“Will do.”
He makes his way down, and I call after him. “Troy?”
He turns around and grins up at me. “Swear to God, it’s safe with me. You’re just gonna have to trust me on this.”
“Thanks, man.”
“Sure.” He taps the edge of the staircase before disappearing back into the living room.
Harper
Harper: Good luck today. You’ve got this.
Lance: Thanks, Priss. Are you coming?
My chest zings at his term of endearment. What was initially an insult is a namesake I now hold dear. The first two games were a solid victory for the Rangers. Lance’s interception and thirty-yard gain at the last game has been the talk all week long in the halls and in classrooms on campus. Though he’s pretty incognito, I know he’s being watched, not just by the school but by those who matter to his end game. And for the first time in my life, I have a boyfriend. We’ve been seeing each other a little over two months. When we aren’t together, I keep a sane schedule to keep suspicion low for my parents. My dad is slowly coming around. We’ve resumed our game day breakfast. He stares at me now across the table at The Pancake House.
Harper: Wouldn’t miss it.
“Who is that?”
“René. He was telling me to quit school and join him in New York.”
Dad’s shoulders tense, and he pauses the work of prepping his pancakes. “And you told him?”
