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“All yours.” I pick my bag off the floor and head out. I’m almost to the door when Coach stops me.
“Teller. A word.”
I blow out a breath and stride over.Tell me good news, old man.
“We’re gonna give your lineup a shot. If it falls through, it’s on you.”
“Hell yeah.” Finally, something I want to hear. “It’s going to pay off.”
He nods and heads back to his office.I walk backward toward the exit with a big-ass smile on my face. “You won’t regret it.”
When I leave the training center, a crisp breeze blows through my still-damp hair, and a few crunchy orange leaves skitter across the parking lot. I love fall. Today would be a great day for a ride, and it might help me find some peace. I could use it.
Driving home, memories from last night sink into my thoughts. What is it about her that made last night seem different? I’ve had orgies before, but none were as hot as showing her how to spit on my cock. I’ve always picturedJordan as a good girl but didn’t realize she could be such agood girl.
Teaching her how to give a decent blowjob? Normally that would have been a turn-off. Any woman who wants to put her mouth on my cock better know what she’s doing before she even drops to her knees, but Jordan?Fuck.It satisfied my corruption kink like no other. Pretty sure it’s some weird ego thing. Every blowjob she gives from now on will bemyblowjob—the wayItaught her.You’re fucking welcome.
Now that she’s discovering and trying out her fantasies—she’ll never be the same. She’s so eager, I want to show her everything. And her pussy?Jesus Christ.I’ve never had an issue blowing my load early, but last night came close. She made such an adorable cream pie.
If she wants to explore, I'd rather it be with me. The only risk is her catching feelings. If she’s discovering this about herself for the first time, her emotions could be right under the surface. Not to mention, she recently got out of a relationship. I would need to know she could separate them. Because we can’t be anything more than physical. I don’t date... but I wouldn’t be opposed to a friends-with-benefits situation if she was down. I enjoy her company either way.
Me: Wyd?
Jordan: Reading.
Me: Wanna go for a ride?
Jordan: Depends what I’m riding . . .
I need to lay down some ground rules and havethe talk. She can’t catch feelings and live under the same roof, and Iwant her to stay, she’s safer with me than she would be anywhere else. Besides, I want to sleep with her again. Last night, I watched Jordan regain her power while I was balls deep in her. She seemed carefree and excited and...alive. Those brown eyes had a sparkle I’ve never seen before, and I desperately want to get her there again.
Me: The back of my bike, you pervert.
Jordan: I'll get my coat.
22
Partially bare trees cover the old country roads on both sides, and the fallen leaves fly up on each side of us as we ride through them. The sky is blue, temperatures are perfect.
I understand why he loves his bike so much; the freedom and openness are unmatched. All the noise in my head is drowned out when I’m on it. Someday, I'm going to buy one. I’ll take lessons and learn how to ride, or maybe Camden could teach me? For now, I’m happy to be his backpack, where we can justbe. I sense Camden is experiencing his own version of these feelings... needing to let go.
“Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something,” he says, his voice coming through the speaker in my helmet.
“What’s up?”
“The sex last night? I said we could do it again, but?—”
Oh God, please don’t change your mind.
I think quickly to convince him I won’t be a problem.
“But you want to make sure I don’t get attached? I’m not going to turn into some clingy bunny. And I appreciate youteaching me some new tricks. I don’t want to be embarrassed with the next guy—hey, you’ll keep the things I’ve told you about my relationship with Bryan confidential, right?”
“Of course.”
I exhale a sigh of relief. I trust him.
“After that engagement, the last thing I should entertain is another relationship. Like you said, we’re just having fun. Don’t worry, buddy, you’re still not my ty?—”
