Page 53 of Smut Lovers

Chapter Two

Jersey

O n my way to the gym to work out for this weekend’s wrestling match, I plan my next seduction of Vik Williams.

I gotta find a way to be alone with her after the meet.

I’ll linger around and delay my ice bath, letting my teammates take theirs first. I’ll make sure Coach Greg is busy in his office and be sure Vik is still in the locker room.

She’s the only female allowed in there, probably since she’s the only female athletic trainer on staff.

Just thinking about her makes my dick hard.

As I enter the school gym, Coach Greg calls out, “Hey Jersey. Where were you?”

My teammates and some other students are working out. Paxton is on the weights. He’s determined to out muscle me, but I’ve got ten pounds on him already and have no intention of letting him catch me in my weight class.

Frank, Steve, and Tom are with the trainers, while the rest of our ten-man team waits their turns by doing easy stretches or watching their last meet on iPads.

“I had a meeting with Miss Williams about my future. Just stuff.”

“You know she just wants what’s best for you.”

“Yeah, I know.”

I open my locker and stare at the photo of Vik taped to the back of it. “One day soon, baby.”

“What’s that Jersey?” Coach Greg asks as he moves toward me.

“Oh, ah… Nothing, Coach.” I grab my towel, throwing it over my shoulder. “I should get busy on my conditioning.”

“Good idea, son. It’s a big meet coming up. Championship is on the line. You got this, right?”

Coach Greg stands with one hand on his hip, the other scratching his jaw.

“Of course, Coach. It’s in the bag. No worries,” I say and extend my fist to him.

He taps his fist to mine, then nods.

Before I take my spot on the mat, my ears perk up to her voice, “Hey, Greg. Got a sec?”

Turning around, my eyes meet hers. She smiles slightly, making my dick come to life again.

Thank god I’m wearing loose gym shorts. I adjust myself, and she looks away, turning her attention to Coach Greg.

She places her hand on his shoulder, and I wish it were mine.

She nods. She points to the paper he’s holding then pats his back, and turns to leave.

Before she exits, she looks my way. My body hums for her, but I can’t acknowledge her with all the guys in the gym. I nod slightly, then she leaves.

“Hey, man,” Paxton slaps my shoulder bringing me back to reality. “You daydreaming about Coach?” he teases, nodding his head toward the door Vik just went out.

“No,” I reply unconvincingly as I pass by him, walking toward the open gym floor.

“Yeah, you were, Jers. Man, you cannot fool me. I saw her look at you, and you look at her.” He slaps my ass with his towel.

Fuck! I jump, spin, and put him in a headlock. We fall to the floor, rolling over and over.

Paxton is my closest friend since I transferred here after my parents’ accident. We clicked instantly. His family is as well known in the community as mine is. We hear the whispers of the money boys and joke about giving it all away when we finally get our hands on it.

He and I hang out before classes, unless I schedule an appointment to see Vik.

We have breakfast and lunch in the campus coffee shop.

Carla Williams, Vik’s mom owns and runs it.

Some mornings I get lucky when she helps her mom out.

That’s probably where Paxton figured out my attraction to Vik. I can’t tear my eyes from her.

Paxton manages to pin me when we hear a loud slam. Releasing me, Paxton jumps to his feet. I pull myself up beside him, and give him a hard elbow to his ribcage.

“Fuck,” he groans.

“Quit messing around!” Coach Greg yells. “Give me five laps, Jersey!” He circles his hand in the air.

Stomping my foot in protest, I open my mouth and say, “But Coach—”

Coach Greg points forward. “Keep whining and I’ll make it ten. You too, Paxton. Dammit. You both know there’s no fooling around in the gym. Go.”

Slowly trotting around the perimeter of the large room I envision Vik ahead of me. Her ass bouncing as she runs. Fuck, my cock twits, making jogging a bit difficult. Just then Paxton bumps my shoulder with his.

“Daydreaming again. You know you’re not the only guy who pines after Coack Vik. Like the entire male population here and probably half the women do too. She’s hot as fuck, man.” He trots alongside me now.

I try denying what is obvious. “Don’t talk about Vik… I mean Coach like that.”

“Ha! I knew it. You want her. Mmm, she is so worth—”

“Shut the fuck up, Pax.” I stop dead, grabbing him by the arm.

“Hey, man. It’s all in fun.” He shakes free of my grip. “Calm down. You don’t want Coach Greg, or them...” He nods toward everyone else in the gym. “…to notice how you feel about Coach Vik.”

I hang my head, shaking it slowly. Dragging my hand through my hair, I take a deep breath, then blow it out. Paxton’s right. I need to get a grip. My desires have to stay unnoticed, especially to the staff at CBA.

But it’s more than just desires and wanting to fuck her.

Vik Williams is special, in every way. She’s drop-dead-gorgeous.

She’s kind, patient, and willing to do whatever she can for all the students and faculty here at CBA.

I want more than just fun and games with Vik.

I hope she wants the same with me one day.

I know my reputation here is the big-man-on-campus, but it’s all a show.

I’m not like that outside of school at all.

Since losing my parents, and moving in with my grandma, I’ve learned there’s more to life than sports, and showing off.

I’ll graduate with a degree in business and plan on working my way up the family business as quickly as I can, just like Dad did.

Richardson’s Rentals deserves a Richardson at the helm.

Since I’m the only one left, I has to be me.

I plan to do right by my grandma, and grow the family business, keeping it a success for as long as I can.

We finish our punishment laps, and go back to stretching.

Concentrating on getting warm, I block out everyone in the gym.

I do two sets each of push-ups, pull-ups, and chin-ups.

After those, I do two sets of dips, reverse dips, step-ups, and lunges.

I finish my workout with body weight squats.

Coach Greg and Vik remind us all how important our stretching and workouts are, but the body squats are one of the most important exercises we can do.

They strengthen the core of our body and help to protect the two joints we need to keep strong: our knees and hips.

Keeping those strong for sports is one thing, keeping those strong for when I finally have Vik in my bed is my ulterior motive.

Back on the gym mats, Paxton leans over and whispers, “Dude, when we’re out of here…” He waves his arm in the air. “You should go for it. Like seriously.”

Stretching forward, I don’t pay attention to Paxton as he rambles on and on until he says, “If you don’t, I will.”

My eyes snap to his, fire blazing behind them, heat creeping up my neck. There’s no way Paxton is ever getting a whiff of my Vik.

“Over my dead body, Pax.”