Page 92 of Call the Shots (For The Arena #1)

BEAR

SHE’S BUSY

The behavioral hearing was set at seven o’clock on a Saturday. I figured it’d be quiet. That’s what I planned on anyway.

Instead, snap shot sluts! lit up the night before.

montooooya

how are we supposed to dress for junes hearing???

37sully37

Junes WHAT

pickles

what the fuck did june do

me

she didnt do anything shut up

NickyK

Yeah because she spent all week with me

charliest6

me too nobody can prove different

ARVID

we were out of the state for the whole month actually

fridge19

June isn’t in trouble, she was called in as a witness for a behavioral hearing. If she needed an alibi, we would’ve heard about it earlier.

The hearing was held in an auditorium. I tried to convince the guys to stay home, but the team filled up the chairs, laughing and shoving each other. Two women in professional attire glanced our way, confused, while Nick shook Buttons, calling him a moron for bringing popcorn.

“Silent,” Denali warned them.

“Shut the fuck up,” I snapped. “Shut up, sit down, shut up! ”

My teammates shot out of their chairs— goddammit, what now?— and I glanced up in surprise to see Coach Sémajuste carefully walking through the seats.

I jerked up out of my chair. “Coach.”

He nodded, taking the seat next to me.

“Uh…what are you doing here?”

He smiled, amused. “June might be leaving our team but she’s still part of the Gladiators, Bear.”

“Oh.”

Our team fell silent when the door opened. June came through in a pair of dark green pants cinched around her waist and a button-up shirt, her hair pulled into a ponytail, my sexy girlfriend. Her friends surrounded her, Willow, Tallulah, and the football girlfriends.

Sully started clapping wildly behind me.

“Would you shut the fuck up?” I hissed along with fifteen of my teammates before we realized Coach was right there . I cleared my throat. “Sully, can you be quiet?”

June’s eyes flickered to our seats, and she stumbled in surprise, eyes wide.

I gave a little wave.

A blush spilled across her cheeks. She pulled out her phone and mine beeped.

killer june

when you said you were coming i didnt think you meant everybody omfg

me

wasnt originally the plan

we love you baby

me more than the others they dont love you like i do

they better fucking not

I saw June stifle a giggle.

Xavier came in, dressed in the nicest suit out of everyone there, his hair slicked back. He looked so different and it wasn’t the clothes. Xavier easily threw his weight around campus, this was the first time I’d seen him actually nervous.

“June Basil?” a woman at a desk asked. “Can you come forward, please?”

Without so much as a little hesitation, June pushed out of her seat, her heels clicking across the floor. I grinned, resting my arms on the railing, watching the love of my life metaphorically kick my stepbrother’s ass.

June detailed the stalking, the relentless harassment, the eviction, but the big thing that got Xavier was using his university connections to do it all. Considering how bad the Coach Vernon situation had been, Marrs University moved fast with their resolution.

Xavier was expelled.

Like, out of the fucking school, expelled.

Goodbye, his work history. Goodbye, diploma.

Goodbye, his dream in politics. I was smug as shit every time June received another one of those Marrs signed apology emails, stressing that the university would be reconfiguring their hierarchy in organizations to take away the chance of this happening to somebody else.

They offered her a new position. It was for ‘the commission to oversee change’ with a nice paycheck and her house included for her senior year.

“What’d you say?” I asked, walking with June across campus.

“In the nicest, most lovely way, to fuck off,” she laughed.

“I’m not doing their dirty work for them.

I wouldn’t be anything but a way for them to score easy points to say they did something .

Marrs has the resources to make things better, now they just need to use them, that doesn’t involve me.

The only thing I want to focus on is my future. ”

I squeezed her hand and we took a left by the dining hall closest to the engineering buildings. Fall classes were a couple of days away and the campus was alive with people. I was pretty fucking excited for the season.

“Are you going to tell me what the present is?” June murmured.

“We’re living together, our bedroom is overflowing with plants, but I know it’s not as good as your garden at your house.” I pushed open the wooden gate. “So we made you one.”

The community garden on campus took a couple of papers to fill out for a personal slot and I had to attend a meeting about pesticides that weren’t allowed. It was only about four feet by eight feet, but I’d bought new soil, and Montoya made the little ‘ June’s Garden ’ sign.

June was silent, gazing down at the plot.

“I know it’s small,” I admitted. “But when we buy our own house, we’ll have an actual garden.”

She still didn’t say anything.

Oh, fuck.

“I—I thought we could work on it together?—”

“You made me a garden,” she whispered.

“Uh-huh?—”

June grabbed me by my hand, leading me to the shed in the middle of the community garden. I cleared my throat. “You have your own shelf, I have the extra bag of soil up there, I didn’t know how much to?—”

She shut the door behind me. “Drop your shorts.”

“I—what?”

“Do you want a blowjob?”

I stared at those green eyes half-lidded, her lips parted. A flush crept up my neck. “I’m—I’m not hard?—”

“I’ll suck on it until you are.”

“ Fuck, ” I breathed out. The thoughts in my head zeroed out and my cock stiffened, rigid against the fabric. “I’m hard now.”

June fell to her knees and I hurried to unzip my jeans, pulsing with excitement. This wasn’t our first blowjob, but we usually made out for a while before June wrapped her lips around my cock. She stuck out her tongue, immediately taking half of my cock in her mouth.

This wasn’t like any of those blowjobs. I wasn’t on the verge of finishing quick from foreplay, I could take my time.

Quickly, I looped her blonde hair around my hand, moving her down my cock, pushing it down her throat.

“Such a pretty toy,” I murmured.

Her green eyes met mine and a shiver traveled up my spine, feeling so fucking good. I fucked her mouth, groaning from deep in my chest.

“Less foreplay with blowjobs from now on.” I tightened my grip. “I want to last during it.”

June pulled away from me, smirking. “You want to cum in my mouth, baby?”

“Nope.” I shoved my cock back in her mouth, listening to her gasp in surprise. “I know what you’re doing, I have a better use for your mouth. Drool on my cock, baby. Show me what a good toy you are. Because I want inside that pussy.”

June twitched with excitement, sucking my cock, spit bubbling at her lips. The fucking sounds drove me over the edge.

“June?” Nick called from outside the shed. “Bear?”

“Where are they?” Fridge asked.

June tried to draw away, but I kept a firm hand at the back of her neck, pulling her closer, burying my cock in her throat. I ran the pads of my fingertips along her neck, feeling it stuffed with my cock.

“She’s busy!” I retorted, my voice raised.

A whimper slipped out of her.

I could hear Nick mutter something before he matched my tone. “Dude, Montoya’s here, fucking control yourself! Are we going to Gianna’s or what?!”

“She needs ten minutes— GO THE FUCK AWAY! ”

I waited to hear them leave while I bobbed her on my cock again, tightening my hold. “Are you ready, baby?”

She nodded, pressing closer.

I slipped out of her mouth, handling her with ease until she faced the dusty table covered in gardening tools. Her pants were so easy to shrug down.

With a curse, I pushed inside her, and she scratched the table.

“Come here,” I cooed, snaking a hand around her throat. I had to be patient, pushing inside her, letting her adjust, while she breathed hard underneath me.

“Fuck, fuck, ” she whined.

“No long strokes today,” I whispered. I barely pulled back before thrusting again, short, shallow thrusts because I couldn’t fucking leave her pussy. “You’re so loved,” I murmured, pounding her into the table. “You’re taking it so good?—”

“ Fuck, fuck, fuck ? — ”

“You feel fucking amazing?—”

“Right there, Bear—” she choked out. “ Right there ? — ”

I could feel how close she was from how tight she gripped me, and I thrust into her, muttering praises under my breath. The orgasm shook her from inside-out and she shouted out my name, curling into herself.

“I’m cumming,” I rasped. “I’m cumming—I’m cumming, baby?—”

I shoved her against the table, spilling deep inside her. We panted together, coming down from the high. With a grin, I pulled out of her and tugged up her panties.

“Goddamn,” June whispered. She shifted to move away, and I stopped her.

“You know better than that,” I murmured.

June stilled and glanced back. Her eyes met mine before she brushed her hair to the side. If I didn’t just cum, I would’ve been hard again when June presented her neck to me.

“Good girl,” I rasped, hiking her up on the table, dipping down to kiss her neck. June stroked my hair while I groaned at the taste. I bit her, nuzzling close.

“Bear—” she gasped. “Hickey?—”

“I know.” I trailed my tongue along the bite mark. “That’s why I’m doing this.”

“Oh, fuck. ”

She tasted so fucking good—she tasted like mine. I hummed, content, and a realization struck me. Some…weird sensation that I’d already been in this moment before but…

I kissed her again. “I feel like…this is a scene I’ve seen in a movie I haven’t watched yet.” I frowned, trying to piece it together. “Like we’ve done this before but…later?”

“Like déjà vu for the future?” she whispered.

“Yeah. Exactly like that.”

“No, you don’t.” June pushed me away. “ I have that feeling.”

“You’re fucking with me.”

“No, I’m not. That is so weird…like, we both…?”

“It’s kind of hot,” I admitted.

June burst into laughter, cupping my jaw. “Is this you being cute by copying me? Or is this some weird stars-aligned thing?”

“No idea.” I grinned, knowing the answer. “I guess we have to wait and see.”