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Touch-fucking-down!
“Let’s gooooooo!” I yelled out as my teammates joined me in the end zone and chest-bumped me and slapped my helmet. When they did that, I grabbed every helmet by the face guard while looking them in the eye and saying to each and every one of them, “You get it now? You ready to fucking dominate? This is how it’s done!”
I probably looked like a mad man, foaming at the mouth. But they needed to see this, what was possible, as well as see someone who’dfeltvictory and could deliver it.
I think they were still in shock that they won an actual fucking game. But this was just the beginning for The Rage.
When we jogged off to the bench and I sat down while the kicking team took the field, I looked out over the stands and my mind drifted back to Scottie and how I needed to see her - how I needed her to be a part of this part of my life.
But letting her in on this part of my life was a high risk scenario. It involved telling her more truths - truths that I wasn’t so sure she’d be okay with quite yet. But my desperate need to have her be completely intertwined in every aspect of my life was starting to trump out the risk.
I let out a heavy sigh as our kicker got us the extra point. I leaned my head back on the bench and looked to the sky. This weekend… this weekend needed to be another major milestone for me and Scottie because I needed her here, with me, for the first game.
Just like I dominated on the field and had everything work exactly to my plan, I too needed things to work perfectly to plan with Scottie.
Let’s fucking go!
31
NICK SOBA
Iwas still sore as fuck from a hit that I took in the game on Thursday. When that asshole took me down at the end of the third quarter, I hadn’t felt it then. I immediately got up and began yelling orders at my team for the next play. After the adrenaline of the game wore off however, that’s when the pain in my knee made itself apparent.
But I was fine.
It’s nothing I hadn’t dealt with before, and I’m sure by Monday I’d be as good as new.
We’d flown back in to New York from the game and were back at The Rage facilities by early afternoon on Friday where I immediately went to PT and got a massage to help work out the bruising.
Nothing was going to stop me from a whole weekend with Scottie though. This was the last weekend I’d have except for a bye-week, because next week was our first game. Scottie had said yes to going away with me this weekend and I still had all of the reservations in place.
My goal this weekend was to persuade her to move in with me.
If we also managed to cross off a number of other firsts off of our list, that would just be an added bonus. I wasn’t pushing her for any of it, I found that letting things happen somewhat organically with us was best.
Albeit, I alsoorganicallyorchestrated things.
For example, when I got back to New Hope around dinner time, I knew Scottie was at Stetson U because classes started this upcoming Monday at the school and she had some last minute department meetings. Some sort of emergency art situation.
That emergency worked perfectly for me, because it allowed me to slip into her apartment building undetected. I took a deep inhale of her scent that enveloped me as I stepped into her apartment. When I went to her bedroom, I lay on her bed and face-planted my head in her pillow and breathed her all in.
Next I found her hamper.
I dug through until I found the pretty light blue panties she had had on last night. I had FaceTimed with her from my hotel room last night and talked her through an orgasm. But before she took her underwear off, I’d had her rubbing herself through them and they were drenched.
I know because not only did she show me, but I watched it from the camera in the corner of her bedroom as well as through the FaceTime on my phone.
I lifted the underwear and brought it to my nose and inhaled like I’d never breathed before. They still retained her musky scent and my main man was at full mast, dying to get his turn.
Soon big guy, soon.
I poked my tongue out and took a good swipe.Mmm. Tasted just like her: all mine.
I had quickly pocketed her panties because once I got home I was going to rub my hard cock with them and let him come all over those cute little blue panties. But tomorrow, when I’d haveScottie in my arms, I would let my sticky seed spill all over her instead.
To make sure that I could do that almost every night from now on, I needed her out of this apartment though. I grabbed a few items and moved them to strategic locations throughout the apartment, out of harm’s way. Once I felt everything was how I needed it to be, I walked out the front door and into the hallway, I locked it as if no one had been there, then hustled up to the apartment above hers.
The one I obviously rented. Just like the one that was below hers. I couldn’t have her surrounded by some rando-strangers. Who knew? They could be predators, or worse yet, they might try to hit on her.
