CHAPTER ELEVEN

Tyler

The living room is shrouded in darkness, the only source of light coming from the television.

The sound of a late-night sitcom drones on, but I pay it little attention as I mindlessly scroll through social media on my phone.

Suddenly, a sharp knock at the door jolts me out of my daze. With a confused look at the clock, I wonder who would be visiting at this hour.

With a shrug, I reluctantly set aside my phone and rise from the couch, feeling the coolness of the hardwood floor beneath my bare feet as I make my way to the door.

As soon as I open it, I freeze in shock. It’s Ally, and she looks like a vision.

The porch light illuminates her blonde hair, styled in perfect waves that cascade down her shoulders like something out of a fashion magazine.

Her dress hugs her figure in all the right places, a short and tight black number that leaves little to the imagination. Smoky eye makeup gives her an air of danger and allure.

My mouth goes dry and I hold the edge of the door for support.

"Uh...Ally?" I manage to stammer, my heart fluttering with nerves. "What are you doing here?"

She smirks and saunters forward until her heels click against the wooden entryway. "Visiting," she purrs seductively, pushing past me into the house.

Her perfume fills my senses like a drug, sweet and irresistible. Before I can even register the door closing behind her, she has already made her way inside.

My eyes can’t help but trace every inch of her body as she walks toward me.

"What are you visiting for?" I manage to choke out, trying desperately to maintain some semblance of control.

She steps closer, a sly smile playing on her lips. "You know why," she whispers before pulling me into a kiss that steals my breath away.

Her lips are soft but insistent, moving against mine with a hunger that leaves me dizzy.

I lose myself in the taste of her—sweet with a hint of spice—and my hands instinctively find their way to her waist, pulling her even closer.

Her hair brushes against my cheek, feeling like silk against my skin, and I am completely helpless under her spell.

Her kisses are wild, each one deeper and more desperate than the last.

She pulls me closer, and I can feel the heat radiating from her body, igniting something primal within me. My hands slide across her tits, pulling them free so my lips and tongue can taste her warm, luscious skin.

I suck and nibble on her nipples, which are tight and hard, taking them between my teeth and tugging on them just a touch beyond gently.

Her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging gently as she tilts her head back, her soft sighs sending shivers down my spine. I can’t think of anything except how good it feels to have her in my arms, here, now.

I don’t care that Nick isn’t here; I don’t want to share her tonight.

This moment, this connection, is just for the two of us, and I want to fill her all up myself. Without a second thought, I sweep her off her feet, cradling her against my chest.

I feel her suck along the hard ridge of my neck, and it nearly makes me drop her and fuck her right on the floor in that instant.

The door to my bedroom swings open as I kick it with my foot, and I press her back against the wall. Her legs wrap tightly around me, and I can feel the slight tremble in her muscles as she clings to me.

My lips trail down her jawline, lingering at her neck, where her pulse beats wildly beneath her skin. She smells like vanilla and something floral, intoxicating and completely her.

Her fingers rake down my back, sending tingles racing through my body. Her soft moans fill the room, mingling with the sound of our breaths, heavy and ragged.

My hands squeeze her thighs, holding her up effortlessly as I press my forehead against hers, our eyes locking in the dim light. I feel my hard cock rub against her soaking panties, and I feel like I’m going to die if I don’t fuck this woman.

“You’re everything,” I whisper, the words slipping out before I can stop them. “I want you.”

Her lips part as she pulls me into another searing kiss, her touch driving me wild. Unable to resist the pull any longer, I carry her to the bed and lay her down.

She looks up at me with a mix of mirth and longing, her dress riding up her milky thighs as she reaches for me.

Her hands play with my dick on the outside of my basketball shorts, and I let her tease me. The sultry moment stretches between us, charged with electricity as I climb onto the bed, ready to lose myself in her completely.

Laying on my back I feel my heart race as she tugs on my throbbing cock, releasing it from the binding fabric of my shorts. My head falls back as I feel her on top of me, her mouth surround me, taking me deep within, down her throat.

Her head bobs against me back and forth, and I feel myself rising, pushing, almost beyond control.

She laughs, knowing full well how close I am, edging me almost to completion before reveling in my lack of release.

“You little cock tease,” I say with a smile, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her over my face, aligning her sweet, pink pussy with my mouth.

She grinds and shivers as I pass over her again and again, my tongue exploring every crease and crevice of her soaking-wet flesh.

My fingers dive upward into her, writhing back and forth, making her gush over me again and again. Now I’m laughing at her as she comes hard over me, my mouth open to catch all of her juices.

“I could drink you all day,” I moan, pressing her hips back downward toward my own. I shift below her, bringing my aching dick right to her soaked entrance, feeling myself press deep into her, the folds of her womanhood swallowing me whole.

We’re in bed, tangled in sheets, and every movement sends a jolt of electricity through me as our bodies shudder against one another, crying out for more and more pleasure.

Ally’s hair cascades over her shoulders, her radiant blue eyes locked on mine as she leans closer, her lips parted.

I feel her grinding her hips against me, slapping her body up and down on me, and it makes me sigh and scream her name. My hands slide across her soft hips, digging my fingertips into her flesh and gripping her down as I thrust into her from below.

At the caress of her hands against my fiery skin, she pushes me over the edge, and I feel myself fill her up entirely.

Just as her lips brush mine again, my phone chimes, pulling me out of the dream.

I groan, rolling onto my back and staring at the ceiling.

My body isn’t subtle about what it wants, and I glance down with a sigh, staring at the large tent in my sheets from my dick.

“Seriously?” I mutter under my breath, raking a hand through my hair.

The phone chimes again, the screen lighting up on the nightstand. I reach over, squinting at the brightness in the dim room.

My head falls back onto the pillow, and I groan louder.

Ally. Why can’t I get her out of my head?

The phone vibrates again, this time with a text from Tiffany Perez, the latest puck bunny Nick and I have been…let’s say, entertaining.

Hey, sexy! What are you up to later?

I stare at the message for a moment, feeling nothing.

Normally, I’d reply with some flirty comeback, something guaranteed to get her to show up later in something tight and barely there.

But tonight?

I don’t care.

I make a face, tossing the phone back onto the nightstand.

Tiff is fun, sure, but she’s not Ally.

She’s not even in the same universe as Ally.

A smirk creeps onto my face as I think about the Doc.

The way she walked into the locker room, head held high, her cheeks pink but her posture unflinching.

She’s got fire, even if she doesn’t realize it yet.

And I’ve got my eyes set on her now.

Tiff can text Nick if she wants.

She’s not on my radar anymore.

With a deep sigh, I push the covers off of my body and slowly rise from the bed, my muscles protesting at the sudden movement. I shuffle into the bathroom, the cool tile under my feet a sharp contrast to the warmth of the blankets.

As I turn on the shower, steam begins to fill the room, clouding up the mirror and distorting my reflection.

I step under the hot water, and for a brief moment, I’m able to forget about everything.

But as usual, thoughts of Ally flood my mind. Her reserved demeanor, her buttoned-up attitude toward me—it's almost infuriating how she tries so hard to keep things professional between us. But deep down, I can sense that there is more to her than what she shows on the surface.

There’s a wildness within her just waiting to break free.

I lean my head back as the hot water beats against my face, closing my eyes and letting myself imagine what it would be like to truly let go with Ally. The idea of being the one to unravel all her carefully constructed walls sends a surge of excitement through me.

My hand instinctively reaches down to grip my hard cock, already throbbing with desire from the sexy dream I just had. The warm water only adds to the sensation as I stroke myself, imagining Ally's perfect ass in front of me.

I can practically taste her sweet peach-shaped curves in my mouth as I hungrily devour them.

The thought of hearing her moans and screams of pleasure, her calling out my name as she reaches orgasm, ignites a fire within me. And as I finally reach my own release in the shower, I feel a sense of satisfaction wash over me.

The kiss we shared earlier may have been brief, but it awakened something within me that I didn't realize was there. I can't wait to see what else we could share.

As I step out of the shower, my phone buzzes again from the bathroom counter. I grab a towel, drying off as I glance at the screen.

Dude, practice. Get your ass in gear. I’m coming to pick you up now.

I roll my eyes, quickly tapping out a reply to my brother.

Relax, I’ll be ready when you get here.

I toss the phone back onto the counter and pull on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt, running a hand through my damp, chestnut hair.

My reflection stares back at me from the mirror, and I grin a little.

Practice can have my focus—for now.

But Ally?

She’s already got me thinking ahead.