Page 60 of Playmaker

My heart is pounding in my chest as I stare into the eyes of a girl who has been in my life for years. The girl I used to ride bikes with. The girl who had her first crush on me. And not the cool, playboy quarterback, but the old me. The nerd with a face full of braces and not a lick of confidence.

Maddie is so special to me, and I’ve never taken another girl’s virginity before. I don’t want to hurt her. I want tonight to be memorable for her—one she’ll never forget.

So, in an effort to slow things down, I kiss her tenderly.

Passionately.

My fingertips trace her thigh as she grasps both sides of my face to deepen the kiss, and I can’t help but entwine my tongue with hers, which only seems to make the kiss grow stronger. I feel her squirm beneath me, desperate for friction, and it’s taking everything I have not to get right to it.

I pull away and scan her eyes. Again, searching for reassurance. I need to verbally hear it from her lips. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“More than anything,” she replies, and the steadiness of her tone is enough for me to believe her.

Reaching over to my nightstand, I open up the drawer to grab a condom. Maddie is smiling from ear to ear, and that tightening sensation explodes in my chest, threatening to detonate me into nothing but smithereens. I’m in love with this girl, and I hate that I am. Hate that I’m petrified to tell her. Hate that I’m afraid I’ll never be who she needs me to be.

But I’m in too deep to turn back now. Maybe that makes me a selfish bastard, but I can’t help myself when I roll the condom on and hover over her. The smile on her face fades, and now she looks nervous—like it just hit her that she’s about to lose her virginity.

“Are you—”

“Yes,” she whispers. “I want you, Cam.”

I didn’t realize I was shaking until now, and it makes me feel like a complete and utter idiot. I’m acting like it’smyfirst time, but in a way it is. I’ve never cared about someone this much during sex. I’ve never—

She grabs my chin to look at her. “Stop overthinking. Please.”

A curt nod is all I can give, and while I support myself on one elbow, I move myself to her entrance. Her chest is rising and falling with anticipation, and my breathing is labored when I glance between our bodies and nearly finish at the sight of my cock so close to her.

Don’t overthink.

I push inside, sucking in a sharp breath at the tightness. My instincts beg me to go all the way, but I can’t. Not when her face is scrunching up from the unfamiliar feeling.

“It’s okay,” she says, biting on her lip. “I’m fine. Keep going.”

I nod and push another inch, my forehead falling into the crook of her neck at the feeling. I never knew how different this would be, and if I had, I would have made my move on Maddie a long time ago. “Ohshit,” I moan.

Her fingertips scrape down my back when I slide out and try again. This time, she moans, and the sound is like music to my ears. My favorite symphony. A tune that will be stuck in my head like a broken record.

“Keep going?” I ask. My lips are against her ear, so I can’t see her face, but I feel her nod. I slide my cock in and out, moving a bit farther each time, and finally, after about a minute, I’m fully hilted inside of her.

And it feels like I’m home.

“Cam,” she whispers breathlessly. I pull back to see her eyes are heavy lidded with lust, eyelashes fluttering shut, and I’ve never seen someone so fucking perfect. She ismine. Even if I fuck this up between us, for tonight, she’s mine, and I’m not taking it for granted.

Her hips start to move with mine, matching my rhythm. She’s a fast learner, and my mind strays to all the positions I want to show her. I want to be the one she experiences every single one with.

Our bodies are meant for each other. We’re perfectly in sync as she rolls her hips with mine, and the feel of her has my jaw dropping open.

I can’t speak.

I can’t think.

All I can focus on is the mind-shattering experience she’s giving me. It’s comical, really. I was so stressed about making sure this is a night she’ll never forget, and yet she’s doing exactly that to me.

“Cam, it feels so good,” she pants.

Fuck.

I’m going to come.

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