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The game was so interesting to me, or more like Abel enraptured me. His eyes were all over the field, and I grasped just how calculated he was with every move. He anticipated what the other players would do before they did it because he countered them as if he had read their minds. It was impressive and hot as fuck.
It made him confident and alluring. His natural powerhouse brain made me think about what he’d do with it. Abel’s goals were lofty and larger than life, but if anybody could make it happen, it was him.
The guilt of the SD card shot into my mind, and I again battled the idea of coming clean. I’d taken it back to him. Had he found it?
Blake’s kiss and the disgust along with it rolled in my stomach. Should I tell Abel about that, also? I didn’t like secrets, and those were two big secrets to have against my boyfriend. Honestly, Abel wouldn’t seriously kill him. It was a figure of speech. The anger and rage that Abel would unleash was a heavy dose, and I didn’t know how he’d erupt with it. I didn’t want to cause any problems or blemishes on Abel’s record that would deny him a seat on the Supreme Court.
With the game almost over, Abel would pay close enough attention and wonder what I’d been thinking, so I forced myself to become present and enjoy watching my boyfriend play a sport he loved and was extremely good at.
A couple of plays went down, affording the other team the opportunity to score, and Abel got pissed. He didn’t like losing. He didn’t accept it. With a few quick maneuvers, Abel scored the winning goal.
The crowd went wild at his take-boss attitude. Instead of celebrating with his team, he set his sights on me and marched directly toward me. Sweat beaded on his forehead, he breathed heavily, his eyes full of lust. My panties were ruined in a flash.
The cheerleaders were jumping around me, but it all faded when Abel walked right to me, wrapped me in his arms with the partition wire fence between us, and gave me one of his epic earth-shattering kisses. I full-on swooned as fireworks burst in the air. Okay, an exaggeration, but I held it there in my mind.
Abel lifted his head and smiled. The world slowly faded in, and people were catcalling us. A man shouted for us to get a room. I blushed and buried my head in Abel’s sweaty jersey, and he laughed.
“Come on.” Abel guided me to the gate, grabbed my hand, and walked across the field.
“Are you taking me to a room?” I teased.
Abel threw his head back and laughed. “Would you like me to?”
I shrugged, playing coy. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
Abel stopped us on the field and asked what I thought about the game. He also mentioned how he loved knowing I watched him. He dropped his hands and traced his fingers along the hem of my skirt. “This was very distracting.”
“You told me to wear them on game days,” I scolded lightly and laughed at the same time.
“I was an idiot. Do you know how hard it is to run and think and win when sporting a semi-hard erection? I was fighting myself from overthinking the entire time, so I didn’t go full mast.”
Unable to stop myself, I had a fit of giggles take over. Abel fake scowled and whined, “It’s not funny, woman.”
The twitch in his cheek from trying not to laugh made me bust out more. “It’s a lot funny.” I got onto my tiptoes and hugged him close. “I’m sorry. Do you want me to make it better? I can kiss it better?”
Abel’s arms tightly squeezed around my waist, lifting me off my feet. “Now that’s more like it. Was it so hard? You need to be more sympathetic.” Abel walked, holding me while my feet dangled.
The lighthearted moment was something I cherished because moments like this had me falling head over heels for the guy. It made all the differences and harsh words worth it in my book because this was a side I knew not one other person had ever witnessed with him. His self-imposed walls were an impenetrable shield around him all the time, but he let it collapse occasionally with me, making me the luckiest girl in the world.
Abel opened the door and let me down. As soon as my feet touched the floor, I turned to find we were in a locker room. “Come on.” He led me through rows of lockers and benches toward the back of the room, where the lights were out, and it had a partition wall. He pushed me against the wall and grabbed my thighs, lifting and forcing me to wrap my legs around him.
“Abel. What?”
“Shhh.” He quieted me further by kissing me, but then he groped me all over and the moans were hard to hold back.
Abel flipped my skirt up and slithered his hand into my panties and stroked my wet pussy. “You enjoy the game, baby? Is that what this is?”
Nodding, I leaned against the wall and gripped his jersey tightly as I rolled my hips over his hands.
“Good girl.”
Abel took his hand away, and I cursed, making him chuckle. I needed him back where he’d been. I shook my head, trying to make myself more coherent again when the tip of his cock slid up and down my slit and slowly swirled over my clit.
“Oh, God, yes.”
Abel nudged the head into my hole, and then a group of guys shouted in victory as they entered the locker room. I jerked in Abel’s arms and tried to get away, but he had other ideas. With his body, he pushed me into the wall and covered my mouth with his hand. He moved his mouth against my ear and barely whispered, “Stay very quiet.” Then he thrust hard, filling me.
With every ounce of control I mustered, I held back the scream, clenched my eyes close, and took his hard and fast thrusts as he fucked me with a group of his teammates on the other side of the partition wall.
