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Me: Seems like you’ve met your match, Knox.
I immediately hope he gets that I'm joking.
Knox: Well, you win this round. I don’t ever want to see you like I did today, lying on the ground, unconscious. Never again, Phoebe. You have to communicate with me. If you aren't feeling well, tell me. If you need a break, tell me. Okay?
Me: Yes sir!
I make a joke, trying to lighten the mood.
Knox: Sir? Don’t say that to me in person.
Me: Why?
Knox: Just don’t. I’m not sure I’d be able to control my reaction if you did.
What does that mean?Before I can analyze it any further, my phone pings with another text.
Knox: See you at practice tomorrow. It’ll be a light day. Text me if you need anything. Goodnight, Phoebe.
Me: Night, Knox
I hope he’s okay with me using his first name when it’s just us. It feels intimate in a way I can’t explain. Feeling bold, I decide to add a smiley face emoji at the end of my goodnight text.
Your move, Knoxy.
SIX
KNOX
Phoebe.She’s all I've been able to think about since I saw her in the café. Her sandy blonde hair, electric blue eyes, and sun kissed skin flashes through my mind several times a day. Seeing her up close and personal for the first time in the weight room punched the air right out of my lungs. I’ve only seen her smile a handful of times, but when she does, I can’t help but notice the small dimple in her right cheek.Fuck, that dimple.
She’s an addicting concoction of cute, sexy, and dangerously beautiful. When she tried to walk around me and I caught her arm, I think I blacked out for a second. I just needed to touch her. Never in my ten years of coaching have I ever grabbed a player like that. When I wrapped my hand around her forearm, it wasn’t out of anger. To her, it may have seemed that way, but it wasn't. It was out of pureneed- the desire to be closer to her. The most fucked up thing about it, though? I think she craved the forbidden touch as much as I did. She let me keep my hand on her for at least a minute before pulling away. I could feel goosebumps pebbling across her skin the longer I held on, the heat in her gaze matching mine. I knew in that moment, that I had to push her away and keep her at arm’s length. One touch and I was already addicted.
When she walked into the gym today wearing that goddamn sports bra, I almost lost it. With one glance at her full chest, I could see the shape of her nipples pointing through the thin fabric. There was no way inhellI would have made it through an hour of her running in that thing. Number one, my eyes can’t seem to control themselves when it comes to her body, and number two, I don’t want anyone else eye fucking her but me. I’ve always been a possessive guy, but with her, it’s on an entirely different level. Why, though? She’s not mine and canneverbe. There would be no happy ending for us.
My attraction to her is so much more than physical. Everything about her makes me weak. Her quick wit, determination, sarcasm, and stubbornness; they all drive me crazy. Most of all, it turns me on how she fights back, how she refuses to put up with my shit.
My goal was to make her hate me, not make her black out on the pavement.What the hell is wrong with me?It made me nauseous to see her sprawled out, unconscious, knowing I was the reason she made herself physically ill.
I’m done playing games with her. I’m just going to keep my distance and only speak to her when it relates to softball. No more trying to get under her skin for the hell of it. We’re walking a thin line that can’t be crossed.
After dropping Phoebe off at her apartment, I step into my shower and turn the water up to the highest heat. I swear, my dick has been aching for relief since I creeped on her Instagram the other night.Fuck, that bikini picture…Just the thought of it has my length thickening, my balls growing heavy.I just need a release,I think to myself. Just this once, I’ll allow myself to think of her, then never again.
“Just this once,” I repeat out loud.I sound like a damn addict.
Steam bellows around me as hot water scorches my back. Steadying myself, I place one hand on the glass wall, wrapping the other around my erection. Just the thought of her already has me hard as a rock.
I dip my head, closing my eyes as I slowly slide my hand up and down my length.I just need to get her out of my system.Granting myself permission, I imagine it’s her dainty hand wrapped around my dick, stroking me from root to tip. I envision it’sherhand working me in a slow but firm motion. She swipes her thumb over the tip of my swollen head, smearing the pre cum leaking out of the sensitive slit.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan, the thought making my dick twitch in my hand.
She continues to stroke me, pulling her hand away right as my body begins to shudder with pleasure. I picture her slowly sinking to her knees and taking my thick tip into her mouth. She pays special attention to my swollen head before licking down my shaft. Her ocean eyes never leave mine as she sucks me down to the back of her throat. She moans around my cock as I fist my hand in her golden hair.
“Come for me, Knox. I want to taste you,” she says in between licks, and I fucking explode.
“Fuckkkk,Phoebe…” I moan her name as ropes of cum spurt against the shower wall, dripping down my hand and forearm.
“Holy shit,” I say to myself, releasing my grip on my softening dick. My other hand still braced on the shower wall, I take in a few deep breaths and try to steady my breathing. I’ve never come that hard in my entire life.I’m so fucked.
