Page 54 of Matched By My Rival
In the hallway, voices and laughter erupted—so loud they could have been in the room with us. Simon tensed, hands tightening in my hair.
“We can’t do this,” he murmured. “Someone could hear.”
I wanted to protest again or challenge him to stay quiet while I took him apart. But I knew he was right. It was too risky in my room, where any of my teammates might hear us.
“Fuck.” I flopped onto the bed beside him. “What are we going to do about this? I’m so horny.”
He laughed quietly.
“You probably like me suffering, huh?”
He rolled onto his side to look at me. “Nah. That ship has sailed.” He lowered his lips to my ear. “Now, I like you moaning.”
I shivered, reaching for him. Fuck risk. Fuck someone hearing. I needed him.
Simon rolled away and right out of the bed. “I think we’ve tempted fate long enough. I better go.”
I looked down at my cock, tenting my track pants obscenely. “You’re gonna leave me like this? Youdowant me to suffer.”
Simon shook his head. “I had no idea you had such a flair for drama, Reed.”
I pulled a face as I got off the bed. “Call me Parker.”
Simon grabbed my hand and pulled me close. “I’ll see you soon,Parker,” he murmured before brushing one last kiss against my lips. “Real soon. I’m going to borrow a car, and we’re going to go someplace private, and then nothing will stop us from having everything we want.”
He slipped away, cracking the door to peek into the hall—becausethatwasn’t suspicious—before slipping out. I closed the door and slumped against it.
Then I reached into my pants for my still aching cock. I could smell Simon’s scent lingering in the air, fueling the sense he was still with me as I closed my eyes.
I stroked myself as his words played through my mind.
I like you moaning.
I’ll see you soon, Parker.
Nothing will stop us from having everything we want.
I came with a frustrated groan, dissatisfied even as my orgasm washed through me. I wanted more, so much more.
Simon’s words weren’t much comfort. Could we really have everything we wanted?
If just hooking up took this much effort, I wasn’t sure how we’d ever manage the deeper connection I craved outside of text messages.
It was too soon to push Simon. It was too soon to be feeling this way. But our online flirtation and friendship had muddled my emotions. Our bodies were just now connecting, but my heart was already fully engaged.
And I feared what that might mean for me.
Because how could Simon possibly feel the same? I was still the guy who’d benefited when he’d been kicked off the team.
I knew Simon. He wouldn’t just forget that I’d been his rival before I became his fuck buddy.
16
PARKER
Iarrived at House Pledge on Saturday, body wound tight with sexual tension. It had been a long week—each day dragging more than the last as I impatiently waited for the opportunity to get Simon alone. A few more hours of frustration and he’d be all mine. Naked, hot, aggressive.
I shivered at the thought. Time to get to work before my fantasies could run away with me the way my dreams had the past few nights. I’d woken hard—and in at least one instance, on the verge of coming as I stroked myself—with the dreamlike images of Simon so vivid I swore I could still feel his body heat.
