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“You probably deserve a thank you after that,” she gasped, a giggle slipping out of her.
I huffed out a laugh, staggering to my feet like I was drunk.
I guess I was drunk.
On her.
“Crap,” she muttered, realizing she was basically naked at the moment, her dress bunched around her waist. She struggled to pull it down, her breasts jiggling and giving me all sorts of naughty thoughts.
I was definitely going to fuck them one of these days.
“Carter, you said you had a shirt,” she said, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desperation in her voice.
“Oh, right,” I muttered, walking over to my locker and digging through it. I somehow didn’t have a jersey in it, which was probably a good thing. Because her in my jersey might lead to me actually fucking her.
And I didn’t think she was there yet.
I found a shirt I was 75% positive was clean, and helped her put it on. It drowned her, going down to her knees.
“Shortie,” I teased, that feral feeling coming back at the sight of her in my clothes.
She stuck her tongue out at me and I shifted uncomfortably, reminded of the sticky soaked mess inside my pants.
“Do you—” she stammered, gesturing to my crotch.
“Do I what?” I asked innocently, wanting to hear her say the words.
“Do you need me to…take care of you?”
I grinned. What a fucking sweetheart. I could clearly recall how good she was at blowjobs, and I would definitely take her up on that soon.
Just not while my dick was coated with drying cum.
Now fresh cum. Her licking that off would be sexy as fuck.
Drying, cold cum…not so much.
Fuck. When did I become such a gentleman?
Only for Kennedy, obviously.
“What exactly is going on with us?” she asked.
“That should be obvious, I think, baby,” I said, leaning over her, one arm propped on the locker above her.
“I really like Greyson too,” she whispered, a flash of defiance in her gaze.
“That’s alright. I’m not afraid of some competition.” I leaned forward, enjoying the way her breath turned shaky as I got closer. “Game on,” I whispered.
“Dude…they just pulled out a fucking smores bar,” Jack called out as the door suddenly slammed open and he and Sebastian walked in. They both came to a screeching halt when they turned the corner and saw Kennedy and me.
Jack blinked, his mouth dropping open in shock.
Sebastian recovered much quicker. “Well. It looks like we missed some fun,” he coughed out.
I growled at him and he flipped me off.
“Can I get a ride home?” Kennedy said quietly, playing with her hair like she always did when she was anxious.
