Page 19 of Hidden Plays (Desert Football #1)

NINE

JORDAN (JJ)

H olden was having dinner with his family. Would he say anything about me? Sitting on the couch at home, I held my phone in my hand, rereading old text messages. I itched to tell my mom about us, but Holden should be out first. At least out with our friends, if not his own family.

Casey strutted in from the bedroom hallway. “Whatcha up to?” He fell in next to me and peered into my phone. “Are you reading some sexy texts from your new boyfriend?”

“No.” Closing the screen, I set my phone on the coffee table. He didn’t need to see our text messages anymore.

“Aw, come on. What’s going on with Harry?” Leaning against my side, he rested his cheek on my shoulder. “When are you going out next?”

“Tomorrow night.” I lowered my cheek to his head. Casey was so upbeat. Did anything ever bother him? How would he react if he knew about Holden and me?

“Oh, good. Is he coming by here to pick you up?” He lifted his head, his gaze finding mine. “When can we meet him?”

“Tomorrow isn’t a good time.” We hadn’t even picked a place yet. I huffed a sigh. We hadn’t been together since Saturday.

“Why not? You’ve been dating this guy for nearly a month, and you mentioned you were falling in love with him.” He knitted his brows. “Oh, are you having problems?”

With a scoff and a quick shake of my head, I said, “No. Just because I’m not ready for you to meet him doesn’t mean we’re having problems.” I pressed my lips together. Except, were we? If we didn’t start telling people about us, how could we be together sexually? We both had roommates.

“Do you think we won’t like him?” Casey studied me and lowered his voice. “Do you think he won’t like us?”

“No.” I forced a sharp laugh, wringing my hands in my lap. “We’re being cautious. I need to know him better before introducing him.” Would Casey buy it?

“Yeah, sure.” He straightened. “Maybe he’s someone we know, and this Harry Cox is a fake name.” His one brow rose.

I stared at him. How did he always figure shit out? “No, that’s not the case.” Smacking my hands on my thighs, I stood and grabbed my phone. “I have to go study.” And end this conversation.

After stepping into my room and closing the door, I held my phone to my face. I’d text Holden and see where he wanted to go tomorrow night.

JJ

How are things with your family?

Harry

Okay, not great. My brother is a real fuck-up.

I reread the text. What did he mean by that? He never talked about his brother.

JJ

How so?

Harry

Long story. I’ll tell you about it tomorrow night. Where do you want to go ?

My heart pattered with warmth. He was thinking about me and anticipating our first actual date. I wanted to have dinner with him, but we should go where he’d be comfortable, where no one would see us from school.

JJ

How about dinner in Old Town Scottsdale? There’s a nice restaurant called The Mission. We could meet around five?

Harry

Sure.

Holding the phone to my heart, I leaned my back against the door and let my mouth creep into a grin.

The next morning, after a hard workout in the gym, I ran through the stretching routine Holden had given me.

I’d told him I’d do it twice a day, so here I was, doing a half pigeon pose on the mat, one leg folded sideways and under me, the other straight behind me, while I pushed my body upward.

Funny how many yoga poses he’d incorporated into my routine.

Eli lumbered to me, a white towel thrown over his shoulder. “You’ve been so dedicated to this new stretch routine. What changed?” He lowered to sit cross-legged by me.

“Nothing. It seems to work.” I lifted into a down dog and folded the other leg under me. Had he noticed a change in my attitude toward Holden?

“So now that his stretch routine works, you don’t have a beef with Holden?” He cocked a brow. “You don’t hate him anymore?”

“Naw, can’t hate a guy forever.” I knew it, and I had to explain myself. I lifted a little higher, stretching my hip flexor before lying over my leg. “It was time to forgive and forget. ”

Holden peered at us from the edge of the gym while the other guys finished and departed.

I’d noticed Holden watching me all day. Good, let him have an eyeful before our date tonight. I tossed a smirk at Holden, and he looked away. Hopefully, he was as pumped for our date as I was.

“I’m glad, man. He’s an excellent trainer, and I was concerned you were going to cause problems for him.” Eli patted my back and stood. “Anyway, I’m hitting the showers now. Got class to go to.”

“I’ll be here for another fifteen, probably.” I continued holding the stretch and turned my head in Holden’s direction. He was gone.

After completing the routine, I waltzed into the locker room and grabbed a folded towel from the shelf. The place had cleared out. Had Holden left? My gaze swept the place. No Holden. My heart sank. I’d see him later.

I strolled into a shower stall and turned the long spigot.

This would feel amazing after this morning’s workout.

Undressing, I folded my shirt and shorts on the bench and entered the shower, the hot water pattering against my skin.

As I grabbed the soap, a warm body pressed against my back.

My breath caught. “What the fuck?” I made to turn around, but powerful arms held me in place.

Holden’s husky voice whispered in my ear. “Been thinking about you.” His hard dick slipped into my crack. “Jesus, JJ, do you have any idea how hot your ass is when you do a downward dog?” He skimmed his hands across my abs, moving up to my pecs and teasing a nipple into a hard nub.

Turning my head, I said, “Then I’ll do more of them in your presence.” My cock tingled and hardened in an instant. He’d gotten over being naked against me. I shimmied my ass, rubbing his dick with my crack. “You want to fuck me, Holden?” Was he having second thoughts about anal?

With a soft groan, he nibbled the side of my neck, biting at the sensitive flesh.

“I don’t know. All I know is I want you.

” Tracing his fingers over the grooves of my abs, he cupped my balls and rocked his hips, rutting his firm cock against my hole.

“I know I’m ready to touch your dick.” He slowly stroked.

“Fuck…” I bit my lip as a shiver raced up my spine. “Use the soap.”

He squirted soap on his hand, left me for a second to spread it on his thick cock and then fisted my dick again. “Better.” Thrusting inside my crevice, he pulled on me, his body trembling.

As sensation swirled in my gut, I slapped my hands on the shower wall, holding myself steady. “Go, baby. Use me.”

Softly biting my shoulder, he thrust faster and gasped, the pace of his fist quickening. “This feels so good. Why does it feel so damn good to be with you?” His voice wavered.

I rocked my hips, my hole clenching as his cockhead teased it, pleasure sparking over my skin. “Better than anyone else?” I was asking a lot here, but I’d never known a guy who made me think about sex all the damn time.

“Yeah, better.” He pinched my nipple and freed a ragged moan, his dick jerking against my ass. “I want to kiss you, but I like what we’re doing too much.”

A shock of pleasure burst inside me, and my balls drew up.

I wouldn’t last much longer. “I’ll kiss you after.

” As I thrust, he pumped me faster, and held me to him with his other hand planted on my abs.

“During the entire workout today, all I could think about was having you in the shower and then all the guys left…” He bit my back and his dick pulsed. “Ah…fuck.”

He’d been thinking about sex throughout practice? Damn. “Good thing I took my time doing your stretches.” My body quivered, and my dick grew sensitive, my balls filling. “Babe, gonna come.” I couldn’t hold back, not knowing how hot he’d been for me all morning.

“Yeah, me too.” As heat filled my crack, he muffled his gasps in my neck, his body tensing around me and shuddering .

Fisting my hands against the wall, I dipped my head as strong spasms racked my body, my cum shooting on the wall in spurts. Biting my lip, I stifled moans while round after round of pleasure surged inside me.

As it slowed, I twisted in his hold and wrapped my arms around him, devouring his mouth in mine, my tongue exploring his as the water hit my backside.

These weren’t the hurried kisses of passion.

These were the kisses of two people connected, craving an even deeper connection. It would be so easy to fall for him.

With an arm around my waist and another holding my nape, he kissed me slowly, deliberately, our spent dicks pressed together.

After a few minutes, I broke the kisses. I had to go to class at some point. Cupping his cheek, I said, “Hey, that was nice. Maybe we can continue it tonight?”

His gaze met mine, water dripping from his thick lashes. “Yeah, tonight.” He dipped his head and came back. “You don’t think I’m weird for getting in the shower with you?”

“Are you kidding me? Hell no, I’m glad you did. It’ll make my day so much brighter.” I kissed the tip of his nose. “But I need a proper shower now and to go to class.”

“Yeah, me too.” He pressed a long kiss on my mouth. “It doesn’t feel odd to be naked with you, just so you know.”

“So, it’s okay to be naked in bed now?” A smile raced across my lips. He was coming around, getting used to his newfound sexuality.

With a nod, he grinned. “Okay, I’ll let you shower now.” Turning, he stepped out of the stall.

“Get me another towel if you didn’t bring one, will you?” Had he even thought of bringing his own before he’d molested me? With my heart happy, I put my head into the spray and washed.

“Yeah, sure.”