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I fucked up. No pun intended. I had no idea that she was coming over. And I had no intention of bending the brunette over. But when I came from practice this morning, she was still in my bed. Naked. Playing with her tits. I am a man! Of course that’s going to make me hard. But I told her to leave. I was trying to get her to put her clothes on, it’s always the psychos that I manage to attract!

I heard the door open and the sound of those anklets, I froze there, on top of another girl whose name I don’t know, but is moaning my name out loud for no reason. Probably for my teammates and their girlfriends downstairs to hear. I was really close to losing it, but I held it together. I pulled out of her grip and looked around for my shirt that I had taken off right after I entered my room before I saw her. I had told her to leave but clearly she was selectively deaf.

“Are you fucking serious?” she snaps at me. I know what I’m doing is cruel, but I can’t let my Raven walk away from me like that. I saw the disappointment in her eyes when she saw us, even if our eyes met just for a split second.

I grab this woman in her undergarments by her hand and drag her down the stairs. My teammates clearly see us. I hear the front door shut. And I drag her towards the back door and leave her there. “Dress up and leave. I’m sorry for this.” I apologise. I was the one who led her on!

I sound like a total dick right now, but I don’t care, I just need to run after my Raven and make sure that this girl is gone when we come back.

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Since when do we owe each other an explanation? I fucked up bad. I know what she must be thinking about me, but man, I don’t like it when she walks away from me.

I spot a 49ers jersey when she is looking for her keys, but I don't say anything about it. I wonder if she got it for someone else?

Five minutes. That’s all I get from her. We sit in her car and it smells like her, floral and leathery.

“Whatever you saw up there–”

“James. It’s fine. I should’ve knocked. And I swear my eyes were closed. I didn’t see anything.” Liar.

“Alright. Fine. Okay. Cool. But what I’m saying is that–” She looks away. How to act normal after being walked on while not having sex? I doubt that she will believe me anyway. “So, why did you come by?” I know for a fact that we don’t have any tutoring sessions or interview meeting lineup.

“Oh…right!” She reaches for her bag in the back and pulls out the 49ers jersey. “Here.”

I take it from her hands and turn it around. It’s a Derek Vanderwals jersey. And it’s signed by him! Fuck! She got it for me? And I was being such an ass!

She doesn’t even try to force a smile. Her disappointment makes me feel disappointed in myself. “I know you said that you admired him and he was stopping by at Winstons and one of my friends was going to interview him, so I asked in for a favour and here we are.” She dares not to meet my eye.

“Can I kiss you?” Where did that come from? Her eyes widen and my heart races.

She scoffs. “You’re seriously asking me that after you were buried inside someone else?” Damn, does that twist the knife further!

“I’m sorry you had to see that but I really wasn’t…we weren’t– it’s not what you think it is!” I don’t know why but it matters what she thinks of me. She matters more to me than I would like to admit.

“You don’t have to be sorry, James. It’s fine. I never expected to be your type anyway. I know I’m not as…” she blinks her eyes as if she’s trying to hold her tears back. Fuck! How could I do this to her? “Seductive as her.” She grips her dress that bunches up around her thigh and then her knit thigh high socks.

“Raven…” I hold her face with my hand and she lets me. “The only reason I was with that girl in the first place was because I can’t stop thinking about you, regardless nothing happened. You were ignoring me last week. It was pathetic of me to do, I know and I am sorry but I swear nothing happened!” I explain everything like a high school teen.

She forces a laugh. “I wasn’t ignoring you. I sent you messages.”

“Three messages in total.”

“I texted you last night as well, but clearly you were busy.” Shit! I had left my phone in my room last night since she was sleeping there and I slept on the couch. And this morning I just left for practice without going into my room, waiting for her to leave. It is my stupid fault! “Anyway, your five minutes are up, I got that bakery class. So, I can’t be late.” she stares blankly at me.

I exhale loudly, irritated by my own behaviour. If only I had waited for her instead of assuming stupid things. I’ve never had this sort of connection with anyone before. Women usually want to sleep with me because they either want to be seen leaving the house in the morning or they want to weasel their way into me taking them to meet my father. Which is never happening.

Never!

But with Riya…I am not Marcus Williams, I’m James. Just James. And I love the person I am around her, so I’m not letting her go anywhere. “I’ll go with you too. I really want to learn how to bake.” I know for a fact that she does not have a bakery class.

She sighs, irritated. Good, I’m happy to know that at least my being affects her a little. I’ll take whatever I can get. “I’m not taking you like this. You’re only wearing your sweatpants.” Her gaze falls to my groyne and she immediately looks everywhere but in my direction.

“Give me five minutes. I’ll be right back.” I open the door, but she turns on her car. Oh! I see how it’s gonna be. I go upstairs to put more clothes on and she’ll drive off. I get out of the car, keeping the door open so that she won’t be able to drive off and walk over to her side and open her door.

“You’re coming with me.” I throw her over my shoulder. And her short dress rides up, exposing her blue lacy panties and her sexy ass.

“What are you doing? James! Put me down. Now! James!” She moves around. But that only exposes her ass more and more. Now I don’t mind looking at her sexy behind for the rest of eternity, but I wouldn’t want my teammates to even peek at her.

“Give me one second.” I cover her butt with the Derek Vanderwals jersey and open the front door. Everyone in the room falls silent, including my Raven.

“Excuse me boys.” I make my way through the living room and everyone's jaw is on the floor. When I reach my room, the brunette from before did not creep back in. Thank god!

“Five minutes.” I put her down.

“You are an ass!” she grunts.

“And you have the most beautiful ass.” I smack her behind and she moans. Fuck. Why did she moan? I was already aching to want to jerk off, but now my cock twitches in my pants and my balls ache.

Her gaze falls to my cock as it is literally standing upright in my sweatpants and it doesn’t help that I am not wearing any boxers.

“James…” her voice mellows as she takes a step towards me. Her gaze locked on my erection. She’s not even hiding it anymore.

“I’m going to need a minute to take care of that as well.” I shrug.

She doesn’t stop walking towards me until she is standing so close to me, a small movement and I could be inside her. Fuck. I would like that very much. But I am not going to push myself.

“You’re really hard right now.” Her gaze finally flicks up and she looks at me with her doe eyes, biting her lip. “Are you going to jerk off in the bathroom?” she licks her lips and fuck does that do things to me.

“That was the plan.”

“Do it.” She takes a step back and sits on the chair behind her. “Do it, in front of me.” she pushes her thighs together and her knit cosy looking socks glide down a bit and I think about eating her out.

I walk towards her with a smirk. “You want to watch me jerk off, Raven?” She nods a no.

Her eyes darken. A darker shade of brown- a dangerous shade of brown. “I want you to jerk off to me. I want you to think only about me when you stroke yourself and when you finally come…I want nothing but my name on your lips.” That catches me by surprise. This turns me on at a next level. For a moment I almost choke on my breath.

I lean down close to her mouth, inches apart. “Are you sure you can handle it, Sweetheart.”

She presses her index finger on my lips and gently nudges me away. “Not. Your. Sweetheart.”

I hold her hand and pull her up. As soon as her body presses against mine, she gasps. My erection pressed against her. She’s playing with fire right now. A fire that will end up consuming the both of us into the deep taverns of hell.

“Are you wet for me right now?” she nods. Her gaze fixed on my lips. “Are you sure you want to watch me come?” I flash her my cocky smile.

“All talk and no show?” She teases me. God this woman drives me crazy. No woman. And I repeat no woman has ever made my balls ache so badly with just words.

I slide my thumb over her plump lips and do not miss the way her body hitches under my touch. “You have a filthy mouth, Raven.” But I love that. She takes a few steps ahead and sits on the bed, legs crossed over.

I pull the chair in front of her and pull my pants off before sitting in the chair. Exposing myself completely.

I am so painfully hard that precum beads on the head as I give myself a gentle stroke. My eyes are on her and her eyes stay fixated on my hand and my hand grips my shaft a little tighter than before. I’ve never done this before. Jerked off in front of someone.

“Are you going to come for me?” she whispers in a rusky voice.

I keep stroking myself, up and down. Each stroke brings out a different expression out of her. First her eyes darken, second she bites her lips, third her thighs squeeze together, fourth her lips fall open, fifth her breathing fastens. I see it all and I love it all. “Fuck. I’m too close. And I can’t stop thinking about your hands instead of mine.” she raises a brow and I think I went too far? Until…

“Show me.” she says and I am a goner. “Show me what my hands would do. Tell me what would make you come the hardest.” My strokes start to speed up. Until I can’t form sentences.

“You.” That’s all I can say. Before my balls clench and I am almost coming.

Her cheeks flush red, matching a similar shade of mine. “Say it.” she demands. Bossy.

“My sweet little Raven…” I groan as fluid ejects around my stomach. Fuck, that was so hot. And we didn’t even touch each other. Hell, we haven’t even kissed and yet she makes me see stars with just words. And her filthy mouth. Her fuckable filthy mouth!

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“Not late for the bakery class, now? Are we?” I walk out of the bathroom into my room and find her snooping around. She was going through all the medals and awards I have in my room. I have always been good at sports and coding and have received several awards for it too.

“I rescheduled.” By that she means she actually found a class.

“Alright. Let’s go then. Where was it again?”

“Boston. I hope that’s alright.” It takes about forty five minutes to drive to Boston from here. Winstons is in Bradwick, MA. Meaning if you don’t have a car around, you’re probably screwed.

“Alright.” I stand in front of the mirror and adjust my hair and I can feel her gaze on me. “If you want me, all you have to do is ask.”

“I am not going to have sex with you, James”

“I wasn’t referring to sex. I was talking about me.”

She doesn’t look away, her bold eyes stay on mine. “I don’t understand.” I walk towards her and she rubs her thighs again. Damnit!

I lean closer to her ear, teasing her. “With you, I’m sure there are other things we can explore, Raven. ”