Page 27 of Hidden Plays (Desert Football #1)

“Come on, baby. Let me feel that big dick of yours inside me.” He gave me a wicked grin.

With a quick nod, I pushed my crown into his hole, his tight heat enveloping me and squeezing. “Oh fuck, JJ, this is…so…tight.” My eyes rolled back, and I held still, fighting off the urge to come. As I held my breath, I opened my eyes.

A broad grin stretched his lips. “You like this, Holden. You’ll be wanting to fuck me all the time after this.”

He was right. How had I lived without it? Without him? Breathing deeply, I inched inside him, his hole consuming me in a snug grip. As my balls rested against his ass. I dropped to my elbows, cradling his head. “Are you okay?”

He sucked in a breath. “I’m great. You’re a perfect fit.” Winding his arms around my neck, he tugged me to him, pressing hungry kisses on my mouth, his tongue dashing across mine.

Slowly, I pulled out and pushed inside him, my skin prickling with heat, my heart heavy with emotion.

Now I understood why he only did this with someone he was close to.

It meant so much more, was so much more intimate.

As our kisses became heated, I quickened my pace.

“How does this feel?” I nibbled his jawline.

“Fucking awesome.” He squirmed, and his dick jumped off his stomach, dribbling precum. “You’re hitting my prostate and it’s amazing.”

Shit, I wanted to try it now. “Yeah?” I nipped his lower lip and dove in, crushing my lips against his, my hips snapping and dick pummeling him.

“Yeah, baby, harder, faster. Drive me into the mattress.” He arched his head back, his brows tensing and mouth falling open. “Keep it up.” Reaching between us, he pumped his dick. With a harsh groan, he said, “Oh, fuck. Coming. Coming so goddamn hard.”

“Yeah, baby.” My senses swam in his release as hot cum splattered my chest and stomach.

My balls filled and my cock grew sensitive.

“Fuck, gonna come with you.” A wave of pleasure washed over me, my dick throbbing and my balls tensing.

Harsh contractions surged inside me, up my spine, sparking shocks all the way to my toes.

He pressed a hard kiss on my lips, as if molding our bodies into one.

As my pulsing cock spurted cum inside him, I gasped against his cheek, fighting for air.

When it slowed, I fell over him, panting and curling my arms around his head.

I’d had him, all of him, and he was better than anyone I’d ever been with.

How did I not realize it could be this way? Why had I fought it?

“Holden, babe, you okay?” With his fingertips brushing across my back, JJ dropped his legs to the bed, and my dick slid out of him .

“Yeah, I’m okay. I’m trying to recover here.” Smiling against his damp skin, I rubbed my cheek on his shoulder. “JJ, that was something. I’ve experienced nothing so…so?—”

“Fucking awesome?” He kissed my head.

“Yeah, fucking awesome.” I gathered my strength and lifted onto my elbows, my gaze drawing to his. “Did I do it right?” After all, it was my first time.

“You did everything right.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “It was perfect.” His eyes grew wide. “Shit, your cum’s about to slip out of me.”

“Onto your nice duvet?” I jumped off him and climbed out of the bed. Could he even wash this thing, or did it need to be dry cleaned?

“Yeah, I should have gotten a towel, but I can’t always think around you.” With a snicker, he stood, and cum slithered down the inside of his thigh. “I’ll be right back.”

Covering my mouth with my fingers, I stared at my cum. On his thigh. I’d cum inside him, a man. Holy hell. My dick twitched. “It’s uh, sort of hot.”

His forehead wrinkled. “Yeah? It’d be hotter if I’d had a towel.” He dashed into his en-suite bathroom and shut the door.

I peeked at the stain on the duvet. “Bring a washcloth out when you’re done.”

“Yeah,” he called through the door. “I know.” Water rushed behind the door, and then it opened. “Here, one for you and one for my bedspread.” He handed me a wet and warm washcloth and then wiped the stain from the bed with another one.

I cleaned my dick and stood there. “Uh, where would you like this?” Sex with a man was a little more messy than with a woman.

“There’s a laundry bin in the closet.” He strode to a pair of mirrored doors and slid them open.

“Right here.” He discarded his washcloth into a tall white bin as I did the same.

“Okay, let’s go back to where we were.” Snatching my wrist, he pulled me to the bed.

“Under the covers this time.” He threw the sheets open and slid inside.

I slipped between the cool, crisp sheets to lie next to him, covering myself from the waist down. Rolling to our sides, we both tucked a hand under our pillows. I gazed deeply into his eyes. “That was so much more amazing than I thought it would be.”

“See? That’s why I don’t do it with just anybody.” He grabbed my free hand and held it to his face. “You mean so much to me. Especially now.” He kissed the back of it.

“You mean a lot to me too.” I pressed a long kiss on his lips. “I’m coming out for you. Changing my life for you.”

His eyes glittered in the low light, the sun setting outside the window. “I know you are, and I’ll make sure you won’t regret it. I’ll be there for you, Holden, no matter what happens.”

A smile widened my mouth. “I trust you completely.” There was no reason not to. We’d both bared our souls to each other.

“So…” His eyes twinkled. “I have something to ask you.” The corner of his mouth twitched.

“What is it?” I shifted closer to him. I wanted him near, but I also wanted to see his stunning face. I’d never tire of admiring him. Yeah, this was love.

“I spoke to my parents yesterday, and I told them about you.” A blush spread over his cheeks as his gaze dipped. “We talked about Thanksgiving, and they want to meet you.” He focused on me. “It’s a few weeks away. What do you say?”

“I, uh…” As my chest pinched, I breathed through it. This was a big step. Would I be out to my parents by then? “I guess it’s okay, but I can’t spend the whole day there.”

“Oh.” The shine in his eyes dimmed, and his lips bowed down. “I’m sorry, it’s too much. Isn’t it?”

I grabbed his hand and squeezed it between us.

“No, it’s just that I have this situation with my brother and I need to be with my parents at least part of the day.

” I tensed my mouth. My fucking brother was such a pain in the ass.

Did he have any idea how his actions affected the rest of us?

“If he doesn’t show, then I don’t want my parents to have the holiday alone, you know? ”

“Tell me more about your brother.” His gaze softened.

“There’s not much else to tell besides what I already told you.

” I thought back. “I called him the other day, and we agreed to meet for drinks. But I doubt it will happen, and even if it did, he’d probably get shitfaced.

” An ache reared in my chest. I was so done having the focus always being on him, while he went on his merry way, drinking himself to death.

“If you have drinks with him, would you want me to go with you?” He tightened his hold on my hand.

“No, it could be embarrassing.” I sighed. I wasn’t sure I’d ever want JJ to meet him. “Let’s play it by ear for Thanksgiving, okay?”

“Sure.” Leaning in, he placed a soft kiss on my mouth. “It would be nice if you stopped by. Do you think that would work?”

This obviously meant a lot to JJ. “Yes, I can do that. I’ll make it work.

” Freeing his hand, I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him toward me, kissing his forehead.

“I’d love to meet your parents and your sister.

” It would be easy. Since they already knew he was gay, I wouldn’t have to come out to them. I released him.

“Thanks, Holden. I’ll tell my mom you’ll stop by and might stay longer, but it will depend on your family.” The edge of his mouth tensed. “I won’t tell them about your brother.”

“Okay.” Now the fucker was someone I had to hide . Jesus. I took a deep breath. Maybe it was time to explore JJ’s family background a little more. “You said your relationship with your dad was strained. What would he be like to me?”

“He’d be cordial. He’s pretty good at hiding his dislike of a situation. You’d be getting the side of him he shows to his patients at their bedside.” He chuckled.

“Oh.” I twisted my lips. “And your mom?”

A grin swept his mouth. “My mom’s great. You’ll love her. We’re very close. I think my dad is closest to my sister, and I’m a?—”

“Mama’s boy?” I freed a soft snort. For whatever reason, I could totally see that.

“Yes, I am. We talk about everything.” He rocked once. “She knows all about Myles, so she was happy to hear I’d moved on and found someone else.”

“She is, huh?” I scraped my teeth across my lip. “What information did you share with her about me?” How would JJ describe me to his parents? Surely, he talked me up.

“I told them both you were my trainer, and you used to play football.” He brushed his fingers down my arm. “When I talked about my IT band problem, Dad wanted to send me to one of his physical therapy buddies, but I told him no. My boyfriend was taking care of it.” His gaze cut to mine.

“Yeah?” Warmth drifted through me. He’d turned down some high-paid therapists for me? “So, but the routine I gave you is helping, right?”

“Of course it is. I wouldn’t fuck around with my body. Boyfriend or not, if it wasn’t working, I’d look elsewhere.” He smirked at me.

“I wouldn’t blame you. In fact, I’d want you to get the best care.” I gazed deeply into his light blue eyes. “I want to see you succeed, JJ.”

“I know you do.” Leaning in, he pressed a hard kiss on my mouth. “Speaking of succeeding, we have practice and class in the morning.”

“That we do.” Sighing a huff, I threw the covers off and climbed out of bed. “I should get going.” I still had some studying to do. “Maybe this weekend I can spend the night?” I grabbed my underwear and slid it up my legs.

“Sure. After the game on Saturday.” He sat up and gave me a mischievous grin. “Maybe you’ll want to try the plug?”

As I slipped my joggers up my legs, I stopped. Shit, he’d sure liked it. What would it feel like? “Uh, yeah, maybe.” I raised the joggers over my hips. I had a few days to wrap my head around it. Grabbing my shirt, I shucked it over my head.

He stepped out of bed and dressed in his joggers. “I’ll walk you out. As a heads up, expect some teasing from the guys if they’re still out there.”

Shaking my head, I chuckled. “I would expect nothing less.” I glanced at him, his cock hanging free and obvious in his joggers. “JJ, don’t go out there dressed like that. Put some underwear on.” I snuck my tongue around my lips as my dick took notice.

“Why? They don’t care.” He stepped toward me and cupped my junk. “You seem to like it though.”

I shoved his hand away. “Don’t make me hard before I go out there.” I glanced at his dick, now plumping in the joggers, and I palmed it. “Fuck, we’ll both be hard.”

“Okay, stop.” Swiveling, he held his hands up and scoffed. “We both have to settle down.”

Planting my hands on my hips, I snickered and said, “You started it by free-balling in your joggers.”

“Fine.” With a quick laugh, he took his joggers off, slipped his underwear on and then his joggers. “Better?” He rolled his eyes.

“Yes.” I ambled to him, hooked an arm around his waist and kissed his cheek. It was crazy how attracted I was to him. “You can free-ball all you want when it’s just you and me.” I waggled my brows.

“I see how you are.” He bumped into my side. “Now, let’s get you home.” Grasping my hand, he led me through his door, down the hallway and to the front door.

“How was it, Holden? Did JJ perform as well in bed as he does on the field?” Casey cackled while sitting on the sectional with a book in his lap.

I peeked at Casey, my cheeks heating. “He did, and then some.” Might as well play it up.

“He probably hasn’t had sex in what, a year?” Malik, sitting at the table, sniggered. “Or more. ”

“Shut it, you two.” JJ scoffed a laugh. “Don’t listen to them.”

“I’m not, and it doesn’t matter. It was awesome.” I grabbed his nape and pulled him to me, pressing our lips together and darting my tongue inside his mouth.

“Oh, damn!” Casey catcalled us.

As I broke the kiss, I focused on JJ. No one else existed for me right now. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Yeah, see you.” With a warm grin, he opened the door for me.