Page 47 of Comfort Me, Daddy


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I guess maybe it was, fucking stalker. I could feel it from across the field— his eyes on me, all possessive and shit, ready to grab and claim and take, and I’d been thinking about that all goddamn day.

Hard to run fast when your dick’s hard, but I did that last turn in record time, not slowing down until I was within spitting distance of Caleb, and then suddenly feeling awkward and shy when I jogged up to the fence where he was standing. He was just so… wholesome hanging out there, even if I knew how dirty he really was under that nerdy sweater.

“Look good out there,” he told me, his smirk tiny and his voice low, even though no one was close enough to hear, or cared enough to pay attention.

I panted hard, wiping my face with the back of my arm while I caught my breath. “Like you’d know.”

His eyes got that annoyed, amused look I liked so much, the one I was hoping for. My heart was beating too hard to beat much harder, but if it could…

“Brat,” he murmured, and okay, yeah, it could beat alittleharder.

“How long you been here?” I asked him.

He shrugged. “Few minutes.”

“Stalking me?”

“Always.”

I grinned and tugged at my collar, pulling my pads back in place instead of up around my throat since I already felt like I was choking. I was instantly aware, fuckingknew,I looked like the guys who chatted up cheerleaders through the fence, but I couldn’t stop my fidgety hands or my shifting feet anyway.

He just looked sogood, his giant Beast body that made the fence look short enough to step right over, his soft sweater I wanted to reach across and touch, his huge hands curled around the top rail when I wanted them curled around my hips while he slammed into me. He would have fucked me here and now, I couldfeelit.

“Gonna kidnap me?” I asked him, and it was a joke, but fuck I was ready.

“Thinking about it. You finishing up here?”

“Mostly. Gotta shower and listen to the coaches yell for another ten minutes about all the shit we fucked up. Then I’m out.”

He leaned over the fence a little. “I really wanna kiss you right now.”

I licked my lips and jerked back, surprised when my first instinct was to move forward. “Too bad. I don’t kiss at practice, I only suck dick.”

“Better just be mine.”

Heat poured down my back like sweat, hot for his growly, possessive warning. Hot, but not caving in, because playing was just so much more fun.

“I don’t know. Locker room gets pretty tempting, everybody all sweaty and naked… You know I’m in demand.”

His long fingers curled tighter around the fence, and god I wanted those greedy hands on me. “You’re an asshole.”

“What are you gonna do about it?”

“Take you home and remind you who owns that ass now. And that dick. And that filthy mouth”

“Promise?”

“That’s a guarantee, brat. Gonna tease me like that, you’re gonna pay for it. Haven’t you learned that lesson yet?”

“Guess I need a tutor to drill it into me.” I took another step closer, one too many probably.

“Press!” Ellis roared my name loud behind me, deep in hardcore fuck-around mode, and I jumped, half forgetting Caleb and I weren’t the only guys here, that practice was only mostly over.

I looked over my shoulder and then stepped to the side when he came barreling at me full speed, letting him slam himself dramatically into the fence and then bounce off and flop on the ground on his back like a fucking crash test dummy.

“Dumbass.”

“Whattayou, taking a little study break?” Ellis asked, looking up at me and then Caleb, wiggling his eyebrows around. He heaved himself up to sitting and yanked up two big handfuls of grass, tossing it around like glitter. “I hear you got a big dick,” he told Caleb, like he was daring him to confirm or deny, and I stared up at the sky rubbing a hand over my face.

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