With his last word he pushes in deeper and, like some sort of wizard, he sets off some kind of magical button deep inside me that pulls the air right out of my lungs.
Immediately, his free hand covers my mouth, his lips at my ear. “Shh, Baby Girl. Don’t want anyone knowing I’m making you come, do you?”
I don’t respond. My brain is melting as every cell in my body explodes in ecstasy.
“That’s my good girl. Get my fingers nice and wet and every time I bring it to my nose, it’ll be like you’re right there with me.”
Oh, fuck. His words are making my climax last for an eternity and he fucking knows it.
“Cole, I—”
“I know, Baby Girl, I know. Now, turn around while I fuck you senseless.”
Before I can register his move, he turns me and slams me against the wall, my face to the side as he slides the belt out of the double-D ring. Without even pushing his pants down, he reaches in and pulls out his long, thick cock.
Holy hell, it looks angry and instead of running, I lick my lips and spread my legs. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about fucking him that night he was in my mouth, and since the twins already told me they were good with this, I’m going to go along for the ride.
What’s the worst that could happen?
“Fuck, I can't wait to be inside you.”
I yelp a little as he grabs my hair and pulls my face back from the wall, his mouth on mine and his tongue attacking mine as his cock slams inside me.
Every time he thrusts, I hit the wall hard enough I’m convinced I’ll have evidence of this on my body for days.
“Fuck yes, you’re so fucking tight, Baby Girl. So fucking perfect.” He slams inside of me as his tongue fucks my mouth. It’s hard to concentrate on kissing him when his dick is making my brain melt.
I try to reach behind him, try to touch him somehow, but the way he has me positioned, I can only stand here and enjoy everything he’s giving me as his balls slap against my flesh with every violent plunge inside of me.
Reaching around me, he places two fingers on my clit and my entire body convulses from the unexpected bolt of pleasure it provokes.
“That’s it, baby, give me your cum and I’ll give you mine.” A long, drawn-out moan escapes from between my lips, and I nearly pass out as he pinches my clit right before he freezes with his dick buried fully inside me.
He fills me with his cum as I come around him. I’m about to cry out when his mouth drops onto mine and he swallows whatever sound was ready to escape.
The both of us breathing heavily, we take a second to get our bearings as the faint sound of the team song plays over the speakers. It’s time for him to go and a small sense of victory fills my chest as I think of him needing me so badly he couldn't wait until after the game.
“Do not fucking clean up. I want you to walk around with my cum inside you, dripping out of you, while I go and win this game.”
Pulling out, he tucks himself back into his pants and does his belt back up. When his dark eyes rise to mine through his long, thick eyelashes, he takes my breath away all over again.
“Every time you feel my cum drip, remember how good I felt deep inside of you.” Then he brings his finger to his nose and inhales. “I know I will.”
With a quick kiss to my lips and a smirk that’s worth a million bucks, he’s off to join his team while I try to put myself back together.
I dart to the bathroom and try to tame my wild hair and splash my flushed face with water before hurrying back to the others. The third quarter has already started by the time I reach them and I slide past Asher and Travis to my seat next to Sawyer, who knowingly winks at me.
“Have fun, Beautiful?” he asks, and my face heats again. “I wish I could have watched.”
I bite the inside of my cheek. Deciding to play him at his own game, I lean in close and whisper, “Maybe next time.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Settling into my new version of normal this last week has been weird. The guys basically insisted I just move into the house officially. After I talked to Penn on Sunday, who agreed that she was just going to stay with Connor, we emptied the dorm of the rest of my things and officially moved me into the spare room.
Travis even helped without complaining… well, nottoomuch, anyway.
Though, since Cole has been a lot more touchy-feely with me around the house, Travis has definitely been side-eyeing me like it’s my fault that I’m fucking everyone but him.