Page 92 of Untouchable Player

It’s all up to Jones in the third, and he comes out like he’s on a mission and puts two in the back of the net, scoring himself a hat trick and getting the home crowd all on their feet, chanting his name.

We parade him around the rink and I try to burn this moment into my memory for when I’m an old man. I’m not the star right now, I’ve never been the star, but I supported the star, and I had fun doing it, with my brothers.

We go to O’Neil’s after, and this time, all the attention is so on Jones, I can slip out without anyone noticing.

I text Nate as soon as I’m out of the bar and ask if it’s okay to come over.

The reply comes quickly -‘Yes.’

“Hey Engels, who you texting?”

Someone slaps me on the back, and I turn around to find Jones grinning at me.

“No one.”Fuck, please don’t ask to see my phone,I don’t want to have to wrestle my team captain and win, especially not after that game.

“Come back in, we’re getting Jaeger bombs.”

“I can’t I’m… meeting someone.”

“Oh,” Jones grins and I wish he wouldn’t. If he ever finds out about this, he’s going to fucking kill me.

“Go, get laid, just give me the details later.”

“When do I ever give you details?”

He laughs and turns to go back into the bar, shouting “spoilsport,” over his shoulder.

Nate opens the door like he’s been waiting on the other side since I texted him. He pulls me upstairs before his parents come out and see me.

“They’re home, but they’re into some nature documentary.”

He kisses me at the top of the stairs, getting bold.

Once we’re naked on the bed, Nate gets a condom from the drawer and starts to open it.

“Wait, we can’t do that while your parents are here.”

“Why not? I’ll be quiet.”

“I don’t want you to be quiet.”

I kiss him and wrap my hand around his to take the condom off him.

“Please,” he says,

“don’t do that, you know I can’t resist when you say please.”

He presses his hips up against mine and bites my lip.

“Fuck Nate, stop that.”

He laughs, “I’d rather do it quietly than not at all.” He nips my ear, “I want you to come this time.”

I groan, “fuck, give me that.”

I take the condom and put it on before lubing up.

“Wait,” he says, “I’ve been practising,”

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