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I keep eating her pussy, too caught up in how much I enjoy her scent and the silky feel of her lips against my tongue to stop. Her body is taut and trembling, and her breath is a stuttering moan. I know she's close. She twists her fingers in my hair, pulling it even harder, the pain that makes me wince also makes my cock throb even harder. I press my face forward, burying my tongue as deep inside of her as I can, and Cami gasps.
“Fuck, Carter. Oh my god, oh my god…”
I lick and lap at her sex while she shakes wildly. I know she’s on the verge of a powerful orgasm and slide a pair of fingers back into her molten core as I take her clit back into my mouth. My tongue and fingers working in tandem, I lick and fingerfuck her with long, powerful strokes. Cami throws her head back and bites down hard on the side of her hand as she comes. Her entire body spasms and her voice, though stifled, is still loud as she cries out with pleasure.
Watching her thrash and writhe on the treatment table has me so fucking turned on. I stand up and start to fumble with my shorts, fully intending to fuck her right then and there. Cami is looking at me, practically pleading with her eyes, urging me to bury my staff in her warm, waiting slit then fuck her hard. But the sound of a door slamming shut in the hall beyond the door and voices talking and laughing together kill that plan.
“Shit,” I mutter.
With a sharp squeak, Cami jumps down off the table and quickly finds her panties and shorts. We both get our clothes back on and arranged again, but the flush in Cami’s cheeks is a dead giveaway. Anybody who walks in right now and sees her like that is going to know something had just happened between us. For the sake of her reputation, I know I need to bail.
“To be continued,” I say.
“I hope so.”
I lean down and kiss her again then reluctantly pull away and head out of the treatment office. As I leave the stadium, the only thing on my mind is getting home and jerking off, hoping that will alleviate the discomfort in my painfully rigid member.
6
CAMI
Ihaven’t stopped smiling and feel like I’m floating on air.
All day, I’ve been thinking about what happened between me and Carter in the therapy room yesterday. Not in my wildest, hottest fantasies when I was younger did I ever actually think those dreams of mine would ever come true. I never actually imagined I’d end up having sex with Carter Cole. Not that we had sex. Not exactly. Much to my disappointment.
Having him go down on me was the hottest experience of my life. The only thing that would have made it better was Carter inside of me. He was so generous and made me feel amazing. Most guys are more concerned with their own pleasure and making sure they get theirs without ever worrying about whether the woman they’re with gets hers. Not that I have any real-world experience with having lovers—I’m a virgin, after all—but that’s what my girlfriends all tell me when they’re complaining about their boyfriends.
Carter wasn’t that way at all. He wasn’t how my girlfriends described their boyfriends. Not at all. He seemed more invested in my pleasure than in his own. It was almost as if my getting off was exciting enough to get him off.
It was an incredible first experience. Mind-blowing, really. The orgasm Carter gave me was more intense than anything I’ve ever given myself. It’s like comparing a firecracker to a nuclear bomb going off. I can only imagine what having actual sex with him will be like.
That thought going through my head brings a goofy smile to my lips and a rush of heat to my face.
I know I shouldn’t rush into anything with Carter simply because I don’t know yet whether there’s a genuine connection between us, or if I’m simply letting myself get caught up in all those adolescent feelings and emotions he’s stirring up within me. I don’t want to sleep with him just because my teenage self would have given anything to.
Still, he’s not like most of these other spoiled, entitled guys I deal with on a daily basis. He’s cocky, no question about it. But I think to be successful in something like pro sports, you have to believe in yourself deeper than anybody else believes in you. You have to be a little arrogant. To be a pro athlete, you’ve got to have an edge. You have to carry yourself with a certain swagger. I think that’s true of any successful person and not necessarily just pro athletes. It’s for some reason just more visible in sports stars.
The thing that’s different about Carter is that he has all those things but he isn’t a prick about it. He doesn’t act like a spoiled or entitled frat boy. Like Ryder Simmons does. The simple fact that Carter was so offended by Ryder coming after me like he did that he stepped in and put himself in harm’s way to protect me is enough to tell me he’s different. Maybe he was more like Ryder coming out of college and his first few seasons in the league, but I have to assume that time has matured him and made him think about how he affects those around him. At least, that’s what I’ve seen in him in the few interactions we’ve shared.
“And what has you smiling so wide?”
Ashley’s voice pulls me out of my reverie and brings my focus back to the present. She’s another of the trainers who came on board around the same time I did, and we’ve become pretty good friends. I like Ashley a lot. No matter how much I trust her though—and I do—I know I can’t tell her about Carter. I know I have to keep that to myself. Not because I think she’ll go blab but because if it gets out, I’ll sink. My dad would be so disappointed in me, and that’s something I wouldn’t be able to bear.
“Nothing in particular,” I tell her. “I guess I’m just in a good mood today.”
“Well, give me some of whatever you’re on then. I’m going to need it. Jonah assigned me to the practice field today.”
“Well, it is your turn.”
She rolls her eyes. “Don’t remind me.”
“Come on, it’s not that bad. You’re out in the sun and getting some fresh air.”
"And dealing with ninety grown-ass men who act like five-year-old children."
“There is that,” I say with a laugh. “Tell you what. I know how much you hate it so I’ll take the field duty for you today.”
“Yeah?”
