Page 21 of Hidden Plays (Desert Football #1)

I lowered my brows. “They’re not stupid. They’d be careful.” What, did he think my friends were a bunch of inconsiderate morons? “So what if the coaching staff learns the truth? You’re training me, not coaching me.”

“That would mean the entire team…” He swallowed hard. “JJ, I’m not sure I’m ready. I know the team has policies for queer players, but won’t the guys say shit behind my back?”

“Why, because that’s how your friends behave?” Heat flickered across my chest. Maybe I lacked understanding right now, but I didn’t want to hide with him.

“No.” Hanging his head, he tensed his mouth. “Can you give me some time?” He frowned as he focused on me.

“Sure, I can do that.” Fuck, I was being an asshole. Grabbing his hand, I said, “I’m sorry, Holden. I like you a lot, and I don’t want to hide what we have.” I breathed in deeply.

“I know. It’s not a reflection of you. I want to be open with you, no matter where we are. I just need to wrap my head around it.” His gaze searched my face.

“Okay, then take your time, and we’ll figure it out.” I picked up my taco and took a juicy bite. Where would we go after this? Home?

“Thanks, JJ.” He drank some margarita. “I don’t know how my parents will react either. I mean, my brother’s already a problem.”

“And you don’t want to stir the pot by coming out.

” I ate another taco. I’d heard similar stories before.

But he wasn’t living at home, so his coming out to his family wasn’t such a big deal.

“You can piecemeal it.” I sipped some water.

“I think if we told my friends, it’d be easiest.” Gauging his reaction, I said, “They’d be the most understanding. ”

With his gaze locked on mine, he nodded. “Yes, I think you’re right. Let me try that first, but not tonight. Okay?” He winced.

“Not tonight.” I squeezed his shoulder. “Relax and let’s enjoy each other’s company for now.” He looked tense, and that wasn’t what I wanted for us on this date.

“I’d like that.” He bit his lower lip and released it. “By the way, I like you a lot too.”

As a smile played over my lips, warmth cradled my heart. Was I falling for him? Probably. Damn it, it was impossible to keep my feelings in check with him.

After our dinner, we strolled around the shops and had more drinks at various bars.

The rest of the evening had been easy with him.

I loved his absentminded kisses and touches, always letting me know he was close.

As it got late, we ambled toward my SUV.

I didn’t want to leave him. But there was always tomorrow.

I stopped at my vehicle, parked in a darker corner of the lot. “I enjoyed our time together.” Maybe next time I’d bring him home to the guys, and we’d be able to steal away into my bedroom.

“Me too.” He pushed on my chest, my back hitting the side of my SUV, cupped my cheeks and pressed a hungry kiss on my mouth, freeing a soft moan.

Wrapping my arms around his waist, I pulled him closer, our dicks touching underneath the fabric of our jeans. Sparks ignited inside me, and my cock stretched to my hip. I couldn’t kiss him like this and not get hard.

He rocked his hips, nibbling on my neck. “You’ve got tinted windows on your SUV.” He pushed me harder against the door, his breath heating my skin. “I want you, JJ. ”

Fuck it. “Back seat. Now.” No one would see us, right? It wasn’t a weekend night when the cops would patrol for people fucking in their cars after a night in the clubs. Unlocking the back door, I scanned the area as Holden climbed inside with me following.

“We have to make this quick.” Holden unfastened his jeans and shimmied them past his ass, his cock bobbing on his stomach, the head glistening with precum.

“Jesus.” With a smirk, I closed the door, and my mouth watered. “I’m giving you head this time, okay?”

“Very.” He leaned at an angle, one leg on the seat, his face flushed and eyes dark. “How’s this?”

“Perfect.” Lowering, I fisted the base of his dick and dropped my mouth over him, the salty taste of his precum sliding across my tongue.

His cock pulsed. “Oh, fuck.” His breath came in fast draws, and he clutched my hair.

As I sucked him in, I slid my tongue along his shaft and flicked at his glans, my dick aching in my briefs. He’d return the favor, right? He said he wanted to try it.

His hips jerked, and a deep moan spilled from him. “So good, JJ.”

I smirked around his thick cock. He’d never experienced a blowjob from a gay man. He was in for a treat. Bringing him to the back of my throat, I swallowed around the head.

“Jesus fuck, more of that, faster.” He panted and tugged my hair.

Pumping his dick, I fondled his balls, cupping and pulling them as I swirled my mouth and tongue.

His cock swelled further. “Coming, gonna come.” He dug his fingers into my scalp, and his body shuddered as hot cum shot to the back of my throat. I swallowed it all down as his sharp gasps filled the car.

When it slowed, I pulled off with a wet pop and swiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

Was anyone around? I glanced through the darkened windows into the black night.

Nope, the parking lot was emptying too. “My turn?” As my gaze shifted to him, I lifted my brows.

My dick was about to rip through my damn jeans.

He lay wedged between the seat and the door, his arms and body lax, his eyelids almost closed, his head lolling to the side. “You wrecked me, JJ.”

“Good?” Would he reciprocate? I unfastened my jeans and worked my leaking cock out. “How about a little love here?”

As his gaze fell on my exposed dick, his eyes opened wide, and he slid his tongue over his lips.

“Oh, hell yeah.” Shoving me against the other door, he tugged my jeans down and plunged his face into my groin, breathing me in.

“God, you smell so good.” Nuzzling the side of my cock, he trailed his tongue up the vein in my shaft and lapped at the bead of precum on the tip. “Tastes good too.”

Heat shivered over my skin. So far, things were great. “You, uh, need any direction?” All he had to do was repeat what I’d done to him, but?—

“Nope, I’ve got this.” Wrapping his hand around the base of my dick, he slurped it into his mouth, his flattened tongue swiping my shaft.

Sensation knotted inside me, and my cock twitched. It was different, but good…because it was him and we had a definite connection. I shifted my hips, getting some leverage in the small space.

He lapped and licked at my cockhead, swirling his lips across the crown as he tucked his fingers under my balls and swept into my crack, nudging my hole.

“Oh, fuck.” How did he know? My eyes rolled back as pleasure wound tightly inside me.

Threading my fingers through his blond waves, I rocked my hips.

I had to be careful and not fuck his mouth.

I didn’t want him gagging his first time.

Or did I? I smirked and then dropped my mouth open with a throaty moan when he deep-throated me. “Yeah, that’s it, baby. ”

As he flicked his tongue along my slit, he pumped me with his hand, my dick slick with his saliva. The finger at my ass pushed and circled, teasing the hell out of me.

Sensation built to the raw edge, and I arched my back, my thighs trembling. I didn’t want to come yet.

He pulled off and gave me the wickedest grin. “You close?” Slowly stroking my cock, he circled his thumb at my glans.

Through pants, I said, “Uh, yeah, think so.” I sucked in a breath. Holy hell, I was teetering on the edge.

“What can I do to see you come undone in the worst way?” He sucked only the head of my dick into his mouth while shoving at my hole.

If only I’d told him about the lube packet in my wallet. Fuck, too late. “S-suck hard and fast. Let me fuck your sweet mouth.”

“Go ahead, I can take it.” Opening wide, he plunged over me, the hot friction of his mouth sparking heat in my balls.

Grabbing the back of his head, I thrust, pushing to the back of his throat.

He gagged, but stayed on me.

Another thrust and sparks lit behind my eyes, my climax surging, spilling cum into his mouth in an explosion of pleasure. On and on it went, my balls unloading inside him until I was spent. “Ho-ly fuck.” I lay there like a floppy doll, unable to move, my hands falling to my sides.

He slipped off me and licked around his mouth. “I think I swallowed it all.” He pushed my waning cock aside, examining it. “Yep, got it all.”

I stared at him. Was he a neat freak or something? “Thanks.” My brain was mush.

“Don’t want to stain this nice Corinthian leather you’ve got in this car.” With a giggle, he tucked himself into his jeans and fastened them.

“What the hell are you talking about?” I shifted up in the seat. I wasn’t ready to put my dick away yet. It needed some air.

“This car. Is it the luxury package or something? It’s got real leather seats, not the fake ones.” He trailed his hand along the middle seat.

“Fuck if I know. My dad bought me this car for graduating high school.” Did Dad order it with real leather? It resembled all the other cars we’d had. Was I so far removed from middle-class life I didn’t know that?

Resting his forearms on either side of my hips, he lowered and licked my half-mast dick. “You know, making you come made me hard again.”

As my cock tickled, my body jerked. “This is why we need a bed.” I pushed his head away and tucked my cock inside my jeans. It would be too hard to have anal sex in a backseat. I didn’t even want to try.

He straightened and hopped onto the seat, patting my leg. “You really get off on having your ass played with.”

My gaze snapped to his. Had he even heard what I said? “I do. Prostate orgasms are fantastic.”

“Yeah?” He tilted his head, his gaze fixed on my junk.

“What are you doing?” I watched him, eyeing me like he was a bear, and I was a picnic basket.

“I want to do it again.” He palmed my dick through my jeans, the heat of his hand sparking life into my spent cock.

With the corner of my mouth lifting, I said, “Jesus, Holden, I didn’t know you were so addicted to sex.” I hooked an arm around his shoulders and pulled him to my chest.

He nuzzled my neck. “Only with you. I mean, I’ve always liked sex. But with you, it’s different. I can’t get enough.” He bit my earlobe and rocked his hips, his hard cock outlined under the pocket of his jeans.

How long could we get away with this in a parking lot? I glanced through the windows and a cop car drove slowly through the street. Fuck. “Holden, get off me. Now.” Did the parking lot close at a certain time during the week? I pushed him from me.

“What?” His gaze chased mine. “Oh, shit.” He combed his fingers through his hair and adjusted his shirt. “I uh, better get home.” His wide gaze found mine. “Are the cops extra nasty when they find gay men like this?”

“Sometimes. It’s never happened to me, but I’ve heard some shit, and some cops look for reasons to harass gay couples.” We weren’t technically out in public, but I was almost certain we’d be arrested.

“Shit.” He stared at the floor, his hands wringing in his lap. “I have to figure my shit out.”

“Hey.” I grabbed his chin and made him face me, then pressed a soft kiss on his lips. “Take the time you need. I’ll be here. We’ll be together.”

He nodded slowly, his gaze fixed on mine. “I needed to hear that.”

“Trust me, Holden. I want this to work.” I freed his chin, and he curled in on me, resting his head on my chest.

Grabbing a fold in my shirt, he said, “There is so much to think about. It’s overwhelming sometimes. But I won’t do you wrong, JJ. I’m invested in this much as you are.”

As I wrapped my arm around him, my chest exploded with warmth. Holy fuck, that was it. I was falling and falling hard. He was so vulnerable with me, how could I not? Patting his thigh, I said, “We should go home now.”

He lifted. “Yeah.” With a hard press of his lips against mine, he shifted to the door and opened it. “See you at practice tomorrow.” A slow grin worked over his mouth. “I’ll miss you.”

“Miss you too.” Be still, my fucking heart. He was killing me. Tipping my head to the seatback, I watched him close the door and go. Who could have imagined that Holden Cox would be this way?