“Your tongue. I need your—” I gasp as he takes my clit in between his lips and sucks hard, following it with the sensation of fingers continuing to move in and out of me.

I can’t even warn him as my thighs close around his face and I ride his tongue until I explode.

Jake showers my legs with soft kisses as I lean my head against the side of his locker, catching my breath.

“I fear you just created a new obsession for me.”

“Trust me, that makes two of us.” He looks up at me with a sly grin before helping me stand up, bearing most of the weight as my legs feel like mush. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He walks me back to the trainer’s room and lifts me up so I’m sitting on one of the made beds. I snake my legs around his waist, burying my head into the crook of his neck to stop him from walking away. “What if I don’t want you to clean me up?”

Jake brings his lips to my temple. “Hmm then what should I do?”

Leaning down onto the bed, I dig my fingers into his t-shirt and tug him on top of me. With my legs wrapped around him, I gently rock my hips until I can feel his cock start to harden. I bring my lips to the shell of his ear, while tugging on his hair. “I need you inside of me, Jake.”

“Is that so?” With his free hand, Jake slowly removes his belt and unbuttons his jeans. I whimper as he traces a hand down his abs and dips it into his boxers. He hums in approval and takes his cock into his hand, teasing it. “Tell me more.”

“I want you buried so deep I’ll feel you for the rest of the week,” I pant.

Jake’s eyes widen. “Fuck Ellie, and you said I had a mouth on me.” He shakes his head while he removes my sweater and tosses it across the room.

My sports bra earns similar treatment shortly after.

I wait for the wave of insecurity to hit me the way it always does when I was naked in front of a guy, but it never comes. Instead, I feel…confident.

I had no doubt this was Jake’s influence on me. He palms me with his calloused hands and I moan at how good it feels. “My sweet girl is so perfect.” He hums in appreciation, pinching one of my hardened nipples between his fingers and traces the other with his tongue.

Attempting a verbal response is futile, so instead I grind my hips against him. Wetness pools down my thighs. “You have too many clothes on,” I observe, my ankles digging into the back of his t-shirt. “That’s not fair.”

“If you wanted me naked, all you had to do was ask.” Jake winks, placing a rough kiss on both of my nipples before leaning back and slowly teasing his shirt off his body.

My hands claw at his shirt, desperate for him to move faster.

In a blink, Jake locks both of my wrists with one of his hands and pins them above my head.

“Not so fast, babe. You made me beg earlier. Now I think it’s only fair that I return the favor. ”

Jake groans as he strokes himself. “You wish this was your hand, don’t you?”.

“Yes. Yes. ” I struggle against his grip, which he immediately releases. I would’ve been more than fine if he hadn’t, thoroughly enjoying the game we were playing, but I loved how even when he was being rough, he was still gentle with me.

“I also wish it was your hand on me now. Stroking me. Feeling how hard I am for you.”

“Jake, please. That’s all I want.” All my self-control is gone as I grab his boxers and tug them down so he’s fully exposed to me. Jake quickens his strokes and my mouth falls open at the sight of him.

“I’m all yours, Eliana.” He leans down to place a kiss on my forehead and threads his fingers through my hair. “Every part of me is yours.”

“Do you have a condom?” I ask, impressed with myself that I’m able to even think straight right now.

Jake reaches over me, throwing a cabinet open and pulling out a handful of protection.

“They have condoms in the trainer’s room? ”

“There was an STD outbreak a decade ago. I’m negative, but they’ve practically thrown them at us since.” He puts on the condom.

“Got it. Also negative.” I bite my lip. “Hope I didn’t kill the moment.”

“Eliana.”

“Jake.”

“I’ve been dreaming about this moment every night for the past few months, and none of my dreams compare to what I feel right now. There’s no way you could kill this moment, but you might kill me if we drag this out any longer.”

His eyes are locked on mine as I take his cock into my hands and guide the tip in between my thighs until it hits my clit.

We both moan at the contact, and I motion for him to take control.

He grabs my legs and places them over his shoulders.

He teases my clit with his thumb, all while slowly edging his cock inside of me.

“Fuck baby, your pussy is so damn tight.” He groans, halting to give me a moment to adjust.

I’d never felt this full in my life. I probably shouldn’t be surprised, given Jake was 6’4 and well over 200 pounds, but I wasn’t sure how much more I’d be able to take.

My concerns must have been written all over my face because he immediately comforts me.

“It’ll fit baby. You’re already taking me so good, we just have to give this little clit a bit more attention.

” His thumb quickens in pace, and a jolt of pleasure rocks my body.

As if on command, my hips start to move against him until he’s fully buried inside of me.

Jake peppers kisses on my forehead and cheek before locking our lips together. He pulls out slowly, adjusting himself so he rubs against my clit with each thrust. The sensation is so good it’s almost overwhelming. I dig my nails into his biceps as tears form in my eyes from the pleasure.

Jake freezes. “Shit, am I hurting you? ”

“No, no. It feels good, so good. Please don’t stop, please.” I beg, moving my hands to his hips and urging him to go faster, deeper. If that was even possible.

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Jake moans as he continues to move in and out of me, hitting my clit with every movement.

“More, Jake, more. You’re making me feel so good. I’m so close—” I gasp as he plays with one of my nipples while he hits my g-spot. The combination sends me toppling over.

“That’s it, Ellie. That’s it. Come all over my cock as it’s buried inside of you, like a good girl.” Jake lets out a final moan before he finishes with me, holding onto me tight as he comes down. He pulls out of me gently and then cradles my face in his hands. “You alright, baby?”

“I’m more than alright,” I assure him. “Although I can’t say this is what I expected when you asked me to come to the arena because you had a surprise for me.”

His eyes widened. “Oh shit. I forgot to give you your actual surprise.” He rolls off me and the table, and runs naked back into the locker room, returning with a jersey in hand.

“I promise ‘surprise’ wasn’t a euphemism for sex.

I wanted to give you my jersey, for you to wear at our game against Bolton. ”

I clutch the fabric to my chest. “I’ll wear this if you promise to embarrass them.”

A smile lights up his face. “Oh Ellie, you have my word.”