Page 41 of Running Play (Gods of Campus #1)
Christian
I’ve always loved visiting this campground, it brings back wholesome family memories.
The showers have remained the same since I was a kid.
Concrete floors, green walls that don’t go all the way to the ceiling so in winter you have to make sure you always stay under the hot water.
It was easier as a child; last year when we came out here in winter I almost froze while trying to shower.
Luckily the weather is perfect now, hot days and warm nights.
After a shower and knowing Dani is off having her shower, I make my way over to their tent.
Sticking my head inside, I’m greeted with the hottest ass sticking up in front of me.
Shelby leans over on all fours carefully rolling out her sleeping bag.
Little purple shorts cup her tiny ass, her legs are tanned and toned, and her feet are covered in fluffy purple socks with white polka dots.
She turns to look at me as I quickly direct my eyes from her ass cheeks, but I’m pretty sure I got busted.
“Hey,” she says, turning to face me.
“Hey, I was just checking on you.” And checking you out. “I wanted to make sure you are okay?” I say as I glance around her small tent. “Also just making sure there are no quarterbacks hiding in here.”
“No, no quarterbacks, just a very hot running back.”
“You remembered my position?” I say as I walk completely inside the tent and take a seat on Dani’s bed.
“I do, and now that I know what your position does and the role you play, I plan on watching you closely at the next home game,” she says, inching closer to me, then falling back to sit on her ankles.
Her blue eyes study me. “Thank you for this camping trip. It’s been so much fun.
You really have no idea how much I have enjoyed this and how… freeing this weekend has been.”
“It’s been my pleasure, Shelby, and I’m not just saying that because I got to see you in that bikini,” I breathe out. Although, that sight alone nearly brought me to my knees.
A rose-colored blush crosses her cheeks.
“Can I ask you something?” My voice is quiet, but steady. “Something that has been weighing on my mind.”
“Sure?” Her brow furrows slightly, questioning.
“You told me Justin attacked you that night. I need to know—what did he do, how bad did it get?”
The mention of his name has her demeanor changing and I curse myself for bringing him up, but I need to know.
I want to know how someone could hurt her so much that she had to escape to another country.
To pack up her life, leave her loved ones behind, and start up a new life seven-thousand miles away.
She swallows, her gaze dropping to the ground before lifting back to mine. “He attempted to rape me. But he didn’t.”
A sharp breath escapes, relief crashing over me like a wave. “Thank fuck.” But heat simmers behind my eyes at the image of her having to fight him off.
“Yeah. I was lucky my neighbors were home. They heard me screaming.”
“How long has he been out of prison?”
“Not long, a few months,” she clarifies.
Well, fuck. “How did you know he got out?”
“The police informed me. They also mentioned that if he makes contact that I should let them know immediately.”
“Has he contacted you?”
She nods her head slowly, almost in shame.
“I have a suspicion some requests have been from him. When my parents took out the restraining order on him back in Australia, he would create new profiles on Instagram and try to follow me and Kacey. We would inform the police, and they would investigate it, but they couldn’t prove it was him.
I have the same feeling about some requests I got last week, and my gut is telling me it’s him, but I have no proof.
” I look at her face as she frowns in thought.
“Anyway,” she says, voice soft. “I really don’t want to talk about it anymore, if that’s okay? ”
“Of course,” I reply, watching her move closer.
My eyebrows lift in surprise—and then delight as she rises to straddle my thighs.
My hands find her lower back instinctively and steady her.
“Definitely fine,” I choke out. I brush aside a loose strand of hair from her messy bun and draw her body to mine, protective instincts flaring after hearing what she went through.
Her ocean-colored eyes drink me in, and I find myself parched with need—thirsty for her, and for the quiet strength she carries with all she has endured.
Our foreheads move slowly together. “Kiss me.”
With those words my lips slowly find hers, taking my time at first, but quickly becoming a hot, passionate blur of movement.
After today, being around each other but unable to really be with each other, we’re both desperate for more.
Our hands explore with aching urgency as she rises slowly, her body pressing down on my hardening cock.
Rising to my knees, I lift us both up, her body wrapping tight around me just like she did when I bounded up the stairs to my room our first night together.
My hand falls to the mattress as I ease her down, careful, steady.
I’m sure my ribs will revolt later, but I can’t feel any pain at the moment, only her.
“Your sister will be back soon,” she breathes out as I lazily kiss her jaw.
“I know,” I let out as I slowly move my lips to her neck. “You have been driving me crazy all day.” I gaze into her eyes, caressing her face as I support my weight with my other hand. “Do you have any idea how perfect you are? ”
She smiles back at me. “The way you look at me makes me feel perfect.”
“Good, you drive me…”
“Knock, knock,” Dani says from just outside the tent. “Randy told me you would probably be in here and to knock first.”
“No,” I groan, my head falling into Shelby’s neck.
“Can I come in?”
“No!” I yell out.
“Let me in, Christian!”
“New plan, Dani, you can go sleep in my tent with Randy!”
Shelby laughs softly, the movement causing her to rub against my dick.
“I’m not sharing with him. It smells like dirty socks in your tent.”
“Seriously, go sleep in any tent…any tent you want. Just…” Pressing a kiss to Shelby’s collarbone, I continue, “Not…” A kiss to her neck draws a sigh from her lips. “This…” A kiss to her jaw. “Tent.” And finally, a kiss to her mouth.
“You have thirty seconds before I’m coming in,” Dani announces.
Son of a bitch . I muster up all my willpower as I rip my body off hers with a defeated groan.
Shelby sits up, her eyes still lingering on me. With a quick glance at my crotch and what she has done to me, I rub my hand over my face and try my best to adjust myself before I have to pass Dani.
I sigh. “Well, I better be going.”
“That’s a shame,” she teases me .
I point to her, looking as irritated as I can in my current state. “Seriously, don’t start!” I lean back over to get another quick kiss that doesn’t end up being quick. “See you in the morning, gorgeous,” I say as we pull away from each other, knowing Dani will be getting impatient.
“’Night.”
I exit the tent, flustered, and shoot a death stare at Dani, who replies with a giggle and a slap to the arm. “Do you know how good it feels to cock block you for a change.”
I don’t answer, just make my way back to my tent.
“Hey, boner boy,” Randy taunts as I enter our tent.
I rip my shirt over my head, ball it up, and throw it at him.
He laughs. “Did you leave your balls with her?”
“Fuck off!” I retort, opening my sleeping bag and crawling in.
I know my balls are still attached. I know this because they are still throbbing, as I once again have to rearrange my cock as it softens, giving me some relief.
Between Randy, my ribs, and my dick, I’m not sure what’s giving me the most pain right now.
I hear Randy laugh harder. “Well, she seems like a cool chick. I approve, and not just because that leaves more single ladies for me.”
“Yeah, thanks, like I need your permission. Besides, since when have you only slept with the single ones? ”
“Hey,” he says, sitting up to look at me. “Once again, I didn’t know she had a boyfriend. She told me she was single.”
“Would it have mattered?” I can only see the outline of his face in the moonlight streaming through our netted tent window, but his expression says it all.
He rests back down on his pillow, staring up at the tent roof. “Probably not once we got started…not my boyfriend, not my problem.”
I shake my head at my best friend and his lighthearted ways. “’Night, Harrison.”
“’Night, boner boy.”
I close my eyes to the sound of Randy’s laughter, falling into a restless night’s sleep and dreaming of my girl in the tent over.