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“Seven,” he responds with a humorless laugh.
Stepping out of his arms, I pull my keys from my pocket. Opening the secure door, I look at Brock. “Tomorrow night is going to suck.”
I don’t give him time to respond as the door closes behind me. Not giving him another glance, my finger presses the button to call the elevator.
Reaching the apartment, one single light casts a soft glow in the empty room. Soft groans come from down the hallway, letting me know that the discussion about the party tomorrow night will have to wait until morning.
Making my way to my bedroom, memories of the kiss outside have my cheeks heating. For a first kiss, it was anything but awkward. The man knows what to do with his tongue.
Changing into a tank top and sleep shorts, I climb into bed. The moans of pleasure coming from the other room increase in volume, and my eyes drift shut. Images of Brock’s strong hands roaming my body has wetness pooling between my legs.
One hand moves up under my top, playing with a nipple and causing the peak to harden. My other hand moves under the waistband of my panties. Fingers part my flesh, spreading my wetness around. Rubbing small circles over my clit, I replay the kiss and imagine Brock’s tongue on other parts of my body. Tugging on my nipple, my back arches off the bed as the pressure on my clit increases. Soft pants escape my lips as my chest heaves.
Pausing just briefly, I reach into the back of my night stand drawer and pull out my dildo, that’s hidden in a tissue box. Sliding it through my slickness to ease the friction, it easily slides into my body. Moving it slowly at first, but increasing in speed, my free hand move to rub small circles on my clit. Chasing my release, images of Brock’s hips pistoning in and out of my body have me biting back a moan. Shouts of yes, seeping through the walls, has me biting my lip as my climax hits. Continuing to work myself through the waves of pleasure, my body sags against the mattress.
It takes a moment for me to calm down enough to walk to the bathroom to clean up.
Putting my toy away, the endorphins from my release help me drift off to a solid night’s sleep.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
As expected, Zanko is waiting for me, ready to pounce as soon as he spots me. Sure enough, not giving me a chance to even set my bag down, he immediately starts his inquisition. “Mind telling me what the fuck is going on between you and the tutor? One minute you are freaking out about her coming out on the road with us, and the next minute, she’s your fucking girlfriend? You fuck, you don’t commit,” Zanko’s voice rises to a yell by the time he finishes his statement.
With my back facing Zanko he can’t see my eye roll at his assumption. If he, or anyone on the team for that matter, discovered I am still a virgin, the teasing would be overwhelming. Heaving out a breath as my body falls to my bed, my gaze stays glued to the ceiling.
“This stays between us,” I say sharply.
“Dude, who the fuck am I going to tell?” he asks, somewhat offended.
“Anyone, everyone.” Not giving him a chance to respond, I launch into the story of Kassidy’s sister and my impromptu claim that we are dating. By the time my tale ends, Zanko is rolling on his bed in peals of laughter.
“You are such a fucking sap,” he manages to get out between laughs.
“Fuck you,” I respond, with no real threat behind my words. “There is something about this girl that gets to me. I can’t explain it.”
Zanko sobers up, laughter void from his expression. “You know that your father is going to have kittens if he gets wind of this little charade of yours. Please tell me you have thought that far ahead.”
Zanko is well acquainted with my father. He has heard Father’s tirades ranging from the evils of women to my performance on the mound and everywhere in between.
“At the moment, my father is the least of my concerns”—Zanko barks out a scoff, cutting me off—“If he thinks that I will remain single my entire life, just to appease him, he can kiss my ass.” Zanko opens his mouth to speak, but I continue speaking, not letting him get a word in. “Not saying that woman is Kassidy, but…” My words trail off, unsure of what else to say.
Zanko is lost in thought for several minutes before he states the obvious. “Just don’t let her become a distraction when you are out on the field. There is a lot riding on this season…”
My first reaction is to mouth off at Zanko, stating the obvious, but as his words trail off, we both get lost in thought. Standing up to strip out of my clothes, I climb into bed and speak into the now dark room. “Kassidy is coming to the party tomorrow.” Not giving him a chance to ask, I launch into the tale of what happened earlier outside of her building, and Zanko lets out a soft whistle.
“Dude, this has the potential to become a disaster.”
“I know. This semester sucks.”
Quiet laughter trails off as we both fall asleep.
The party is in full swing. My ass has been planted in a chair as close to the front door as possible so I can get to Kassidy as soon as she walks in.
The walls are bursting at the seams with people, making it difficult to see across the room. Cecelia Bayberry, one of Danica’s minions, steps up next to me.
“What’s the matter, Brock? Did yourgirlfriendstand you up?”
Movement near the door grabs my attention before I can respond. The tension in my shoulders eases at the sight of Kassidy, Kennedy, and the guys. Both girls wear jeans and tops, and their hair and makeup are normal as well. It’s a total contrast to the rest of the girls here, who are teetering on high heels and wearing very little clothing. Neither of them has gone out of their way to make themselves up, causing my lips to quirk up on one side. Ignoring the catty female next to me, I make my way through the crowd to greet the newcomers.
