Page 44 of The Power Play

“Yeah?” I taunt, ghosting my lips over his, not kissing him yet but just enough for them to graze as I talk. “Think you can get me off again like this?”

His grip turns punishing, and I feel each indent where his fingers are on my skin, considering they may bruise and that makes me want it even more. “Fuck yeah I can.”

Without giving me a chance to react, he leans closer, snatching my lips in a rough kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth immediately as he keeps his rough grip while working my body over his. Fucking through our swimsuits and the wayhe’s rubbing me against his cock is hitting my clit perfectly. The orgasm is building quickly, taking me by surprise yet again. Charlie is just full of surprises, especially tonight.

He leans down, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. I gasp at the feeling as his tongue licks around my piercing before he sucks again. Then, he moves onto the other nipple and does the same thing. It’s driving me absolutely insane.

I fist his hair at the back of his head, pulling it up so I can take over his mouth as he controls the rest of my body, working to get me to the peak of pleasure. I run my tongue along his before coaxing his into my mouth. Then, when I feel the telltale signs of an orgasm rapidly approaching, I grind harder against him, taking his bottom lip between my teeth and biting down.

He groans into my mouth and works me even faster against him. We are both panting against each other’s mouths and making little noises, mixtures of moans and quiet,fucks. It doesn’t take long before I feel it. The release starting to consume me. I roll my hips even harder against him as it crashes over me. I muffle my own cry with his mouth as I work myself through it.

He wraps his arms around my back, thrusting up against me and I feel when he jerks underneath me and finds his own orgasm. We both come back down and break the kiss apart slowly.

I pull back, looking at him biting back my smile. “I hope they clean these often.”

“I don’t know, I think I like the idea of swimming in your orgasms.”

“Do you like the idea ofotherpeople doing that? Because that’s clearly what’s going to happen.”

His playful smile dims slightly at that. I smack his chest lightly. “Come on, let’s go back.”

I climb off his lap, ignoring how he looked at what I said. It’s not like I’m looking to go fuck anyone else right now, but I’m also not someone that does relationships. And clearly that’s more what Charlie does. At least he did before he was scared off by any and all intimacy that happens in real life.

As we go back to his condo in silence I wonder if maybe my idea to help him get past that is hurting him because he’s going to expect more with me. Maybe he already does and thinks that’s what we are doing. That it’s not just some fun help.

My thoughts are just blurry from all the orgasms I just had; I need to go to bed because I’m thinking too much into all this.

With a tight smile, I tell him goodnight before going into my room. Ignoring again the look he gave me that seemed disappointed that I’m walking away.

19

We have a home game before heading out on the road again. It’s a weird feeling for me to be dreading not being home. I’ve never cared before. Home, the road, it was all the same. But that’s not the case anymore because when I’m home there’s a level of anticipation when it comes to Audrey. My literal dream girl.

Am I going to see her?

Will we flirt with each other?

Will it lead to more?

I’m enjoying our situation more than I feel like I should considering the lingering fear I still have when it comes to sex. But with her it’s different. There’s a level of familiarity. Comfort. I’m worried about what all this means. Is it just fun? Is it going to be more? I don’t know if she wants more with me. Do I want more?

Fuck, I don’t even know anymore. My head is a jumbled mess when it comes to her. I want her. That much is certain. I know Ishould just enjoy everything that is happening. I know my dick is since it’s getting attention from more than just my own hand.

My head, on the other hand, needs to get on the same page.

I try to erase all my complicated thoughts from my mind before the game and leave them in the locker room. Of course, it hasn’t been as easy lately when I think about what Audrey could possibly be doing.

I turned off the notifications from the cam app on my phone, not needing to know if she’s on anymore. Since we are home, I know sometimes she comes to games with Chandler. We haven’t talked today, so I’m not sure if she was planning on it.

Debating with myself on if I should get some sort of answer I finally give in, turning toward my teammate, Dumont.

“Hey,” I nudge him on the shoulder. “Is Chandler coming to the game?”

He gives me a curious look, “Uh, yeah. Why?”

I shake my head. “No reason, just curious.”

He’s quiet, looking at me for a beat before I catch his slow smile from the corner of my eye. “Yes, Audrey is with her.”

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