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twenty-nine

Chase

“What are you trying to say? I need to amplify my presence in the community. For my current contract or the renewal?” I ask, sitting across from Ethan during what was supposed to be a non-business-related lunch.

“I know you’ve got your philanthropy gig with Skylar and all, but there are a few more opportunities that I think would be beneficial.”

“Yeah? Like?”

“Maybe we can partner with some local businesses, sponsor an opening. It would support local small businesses. I’m also sure a few of your teammates are doing stuff that you can get in on. I remember Max hosted a field day a few months ago. How about we do something like that with Sky’s people?”

“Sky’s people just provide the funds. It would have to be with one agency that they provide the funds to. One of the ones that work with youth. I can check in with her and see. It would probably be good to follow up with them, anyway.”

“What for?”

“Just an update on how everything got officially allocated, how I can support, and do things like you’re saying that I need to do. I didn’t notice, but were there any timeframe stipulations in the new contract for these sorts of things?”

“I will follow up on that. I’m sure there are, but I would say now, do what you can.

Maybe when you talk to Sky’s people, set up a recurring event.

In the meantime, I’ll check on what’s opening and coming soon in the next quarter to get the hometown boy out in public.

” Ethan picks up his cell and types furiously, then looks up.

“I set myself a reminder. You should do the same.”

“Set myself a reminder?” I ask, poking my fork into the leafy greens of my salad.

“You know, to call Sky. Or I can for you if you would like?” Ethan holds up his phone in an offering.

I wave him off and finish chewing. “I got it.”

“Sure. Sure. I need to call her anyway, but you do you, bud.”

“We haven’t actually hung out in forever. What have you been up to?” I ask.

“Oh, you know, just living the dream.” He sits back, throws his arm over the empty chair behind him, and grins.

“You still seeing that chick?” I ask.

Ethan’s eyes avert and looks anywhere but at me. He has a goofy smile on his face, and his fingers drum along the top of the chair.

“Is she officially your girlfriend now?”

“How’s your salad?” he asks in a lame attempt to change the subject and get the spotlight off of him.

“Delicious. What’s her name again, Danni, was it?”

“I should have gotten the chicken salad. I’m so full.”

“How did you meet her?” I probe.

“I’ve got a meeting with one of my clients in an hour. I’m sure you’ve got stuff to tend to. Let me get the check.” He scoots his chair back.

“They will bring the check to the table. Knock it off, and quit avoiding my questions. What’s her name? How did you guys meet? Tell me everything.”

“I’m not ready yet. It’s still new.”

That’s understandable. I’m sure if he were asking me the same questions about my relationship, I would be avoiding them as well.

Except, I’m sure his relationship isn’t as forbidden as his.

After all, I don’t have a sister that he’s dating and I sure as shit haven’t threatened him about dating any particular person.

“I got it. Just know, I’m here when you do want to, or need to.”

I realize how much of a hypocrite I’m being right now.

“What about you? I haven’t seen any cleat chasers on your arm after games or anything. You on a dry spell?” Ethan questions.

“No. I’ve just changed my perspective on what I want.”

“How do you mean?” he asks, leaning forward.

“I’m done with flings, with cleat chasers. I want a real relationship, something that I have to put time and work toward. Something serious and hopefully lasting.”

“Are you growing up? Do I need to toss your little black book?”

That reminds me, I should probably delete some phone numbers from my contact list.

“I’m just wanting different things than I did before. So yeah, I guess, I’m growing up. Whatever.”

He looks at me in silence. Then smiles, leans back in his chair, and puts his hands behind his head. “Who is she?” he asks.

Stealing his line, I grin, “I’m not ready yet. It’s still new.”

“Touche, my friend. Touche.”

I see her silhouette in the bedroom; the moonlight peaking in through the open blinds of my bedroom, casting barely there light as I walk into the room.

She moves slowly toward me as I step up to the bed.

She slips onto the bed. I remove my clothes and join her, sliding my arm around her waist as I pull her on top of me.

Our bodies fit perfectly together as she rides me.

We’re quiet, we’re moving slowly, and we’re moving in tandem with one another.

I sit up, and her body moves with me. She plants her foot on the bed, and her hips rise and fall while my hand cradles her face, and we kiss.

Languidly, we continue to move together.

She pulls off of me and I slide down her body, my mouth moving over her pussy.

Pleasure overtakes her as she leans back on the bed to steady herself.

I reach around her legs and wrap my arms around her thighs while I lick her clit.

Piercing her pussy with the tip of my tongue and lapping up her sweetness.

She moans loudly; the sound echoes in the bedroom. A symphony of moans and groans begins between the both of us as I play with her. She pushes me off of her gently. As I fall onto my back on the bed, she moves between my legs, takes my cock in her narrow hand and looks at me with a grin.

Staring at me with intent, she licks around and around my shaft, then up and down from the base to the head of my cock.

With her right hand on my balls, and her left hand stroking my shaft, she leans on her knees and puts both her hands on my shaft, moving her hands up and down as she sucks on the sensitive head of my cock.

Her gaze doesn’t waver from mine as she swallows me whole. Stroking me, sucking me, and fucking me with her mouth.

“I want you.” I groan.

She lies down, and I move her in front of me with my head buried in her neck, looking down between our bodies.

My fingers play with her pussy as my cock pumps into her gently.

I am moving in and out of her perfect pussy as she moans and I grunt with my movements.

I move my hand and lift her leg, holding it up by the back of her knee, and my other hand bracing the back of her neck, holding her up on her side.

Her mouth drops open as I pump into her.

I push in and out of her softly, but insistently.

I’ve found the perfect spot, and the right rhythm as she moans.

I pull out and turn her; her upper body careens forward, away from me slightly, as she pushes her hips back into me.

My cock is gripped by her pussy, pulsating around my shaft as she comes.

I slow my movements for a moment and allow her to recover, then I pull her right leg over my leg to flip her back toward me.

I kiss her on the lips and pull out of her.

We’re seated facing one another. My cock pushes in and out of her as my hands are behind me, pushing my hips into her.

She closes her legs around my waist as she collapses backward onto the bed, and I kneel over her.

Her legs are bent and wrapped around me.

I scoop her up with my arm behind her lower back and pull her back on me repeatedly.

I lean forward and capture her lips as I buck my hips.

My cock is buried deep inside before I pull out and dip the crown of my cock inside her slowly, repeatedly.

The feeling is pure bliss. I move, in small thrusts, inside as I seek my release.

Her hand grips my neck, and she locks eyes with me again.

“Come for me.” She orders, and as if I were waiting for those magic words, I erupt in pure pleasure, clenching my jaw as my balls draw up and pleasure rips down my spine.

“Holy fuck.” I expel a moment later once I’ve caught my breath. “Holy fucking, fuck.”