Sunday's game was against number 1 ranked Stanford. The game was a big deal because we were ranked number 2. 82 minutes into the game, we were tied 2-2. There were only 8 minutes left. With so much riding on the game, I had to do something.

Jasmine was there cheering me on. My energy was fueled by seeing her pretty face in the crowd. It was the very first game she’d seen me play. How could I let the Gators lose?

Ronnie sent me the ball straight down the center of the box. I followed it, battling with Stanford player, Hamilton Monroe. Hamilton was a great player. I’d played against him many times before. We battled fiercely for possession of the ball. Hamilton stuck to me like crazy glue. Whatever I tried to do, he was right there challenging me.

I could feel the clock ticking in my ears. Taking a big chance, I touched right vying for a sliver of space away from Hamilton. Of course, he was right on me, but I went for it. I banged in a right-footed ten yard shot off the post and right into the goal. The crowd erupted with cheer. Jasmine jumped up with her arms raised and a huge smile on her face.

We were leading 3-2 with only 2 minutes left of the game. Hamilton attempted a shot for a tie, but our goalie, Phineas, jumped up high and blocked the ball with his head.

The team and I took victory laps around the field. The win meant we toppled Stanford from the number one spot!

Afterward, Hamilton came up to me. “Good shot, Alex.” He extended a hand.

Hamilton and I used to play at the highly selective Elite Residential Soccer Camp every summer when we were kids. I shooed away his hand and gave him a big bear hug. “Thanks, Ham. Means a lot.”

After the game, I climbed up into the stands to where Jasmine sat, talking with Dr. Dupree’s daughter, Laney. I gave Jasmine a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks for coming.” I grabbed her hand as I took a seat next to her as I looked at Laney. She’d been going to school here but transferred to Berkeley a while back. “Hey, Laney. How’s Berkeley?”

Laney smiled happily. “It’s fantastic. I got an internship at Google.”

Jasmine exclaimed, “That’s exciting, Laney!”

“Thank you!” Laney pointed to the tall, muscular guy sitting next to her. “This is my fiancée, Jett. We met at Cal.”

Jett and I shook hands. “Nice to meet you, Jett.”

Jett said excitedly, "Dude, killer winning shot against Stanford!" Turning his thumb down, Jett blew a raspberry in disdain for the school.

Jasmine squeezed my hand. “That shot was amazing!” I squeezed her hand back, happy she thought so too.

Leaning in close, I kissed the soft spot just behind her ear. “Thanks, babe.” Turning to Laney and Jett, I asked, “What are you two doing in town?”

Jett answered, “I’m the quarterback at Cal. The Miami Dolphins invited me to come check the facilities out.”

Laney nodded eagerly in agreement. “While we’re out here, we thought we’d visit Mom.” Laney smiled at Dr. Dupree.

Dr. Dupree exclaimed happily, “If Jett plays for Miami, they’ll be moving back to Florida.”

“That would great. I know you two must miss each other,” Jasmine said to Laney and Dr. Dupree. Her eyes looked wistful as she spoke to them.

Laney hugged her mom. “I miss her so much, but I’m happy to hear Alex is working in her lab. You know, keeping an eye on her for me.”

Dr. Dupree and Laney had a really tight mother-daughter bond. I wondered if seeing their close relationship bothered Jasmine. She rarely talked about her mother, but I wrapped my arm around her waist, just in case she needed some extra support.

Jett said, “Nice to meet you, man. We’re flying down to Miami in about an hour. We gotta hit the road.”

We shook hands again. “Thanks for coming. Good luck with the recruitment process.”

Laney hugged Jasmine. “I’m glad you’re at UF. You look so happy. I’d tell you to say hi to your dad for me, but I’m pretty sure he’d just grunt, but tell Joseph, I said hey.” Jasmine and Laney shared a laugh.

When they were gone, I asked Jasmine, “Do you have a little more time to spare this afternoon? I have a surprise for you at my apartment.”

Jasmine’s green eyes lit up like glorious emeralds. “I have all the time in the world today. My dad is out of town, and Joseph can handle the restaurant without me.”

All the time in the world? I could hardly contain myself.

Back at my apartment, Jasmine walked around admiring the place. “This is really nice. Do you live here alone?”

“Yeah. I’m not really into roommates. Too distracting.”

Walking over to the sliding door to the balcony overlooking the clear pool, she asked, “How do you afford this? I’m sorry. Is that rude to ask?”

I shrugged. “No. It’s not rude. I get paid a salary for working in Dr. Dupree’s lab. Also, I coach my little soccer tots. Plus, I’m on scholarship at UF with a sports stipend.”

I watched as her eyes roamed over my trophies above the fireplace. “Impressive.” She walked over to me, hugging me from behind. Her hand ran up and down my stomach under my shirt. Her hand on my bare skin thrilled me.

I turned around to her and said, “Quick shower. Don’t go anywhere.”

I took the fastest shower possible and changed into running shorts and a t-shirt. By the time I was out of the bathroom, Grub Hub had already arrived with our sandwiches from Phil’s.

Jasmine laughed, “When did you have time to order delivery?”

I held up my phone. “I ordered at the game. There’s literally an app for everything.” She giggled at my stupid joke. I laid out my orange and blue Gators blanket on the living room floor. “I thought we’d have another picnic minus the alligators.”

Jasmine sat down on the blanket. “I love picnics. Don’t mind the alligators anymore either.” Patting her hand down next to her, she winked at me seductively and said, “Come sit.”

Mesmerized by her sultry stare, I dropped the sandwiches back into the paper bag they came in. Hurriedly, I sat down next to her. Before I knew it, my lips were on hers, and we were rolling around on the floor.

Jasmine kissed me passionately making me crazy for her. Surprising me, she pulled off the pink shift dress she was wearing. I stared at her in her white lace bra and panties.

“You are so beautiful,” I said as my eyes devoured her smooth, creamy body.

This time when I complimented her, Jasmine didn’t blush, she just smiled, pulling me to her. I threw off my shirt wanting to feel my bare chest on hers. Kissing me fervently, she reached for my shorts pulling them down. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Jasmine was usually so bashful, but alone, she was on fire for me.

Following her lead, I unhooked her bra. Holding her full breasts in my hands, I kissed her nipples softly. When Jasmine let out a soft moan, I took an entire nipple into my mouth sucking it until it was firm and hard between my lips. “That feels amazing,” she murmured.

Surprising me again, Jasmine swiftly pulled down her panties. My heart fluttered at the sight of her completely naked. I ran my hands down her body from her breasts down to her legs. She was soft and supple. Her curves dizzied me, putting me under her spell.

Jasmine pulled down my boxer shorts releasing my hard cock from its pen. “Wow,” she said in a hushed whisper as she wrapped her hand around it. My already rock hard cock nearly burst in the grip of her hand.

“I want you so badly,” I said, watching her lick her luscious lips. The sight of her tongue gliding between her lips was too much to take.

“I want you too,” she said softly, tightening her grip on my cock.

With her hands stroking me deftly, looking into her eyes, I climbed on top of her. I was ready to explode. My fingers found her clit while my mouth kissed her all over: her neck, her collarbone, her chin, her shoulder. I was a madman, wanting to kiss her everywhere all at the same time.

Jasmine moaned when I moved my fingers inside of her. Exciting me, she was wet and warm. Pushing my fingers in and out, Jasmine groaned in pleasure. I watched as she closed her eyes tightly enjoying my fingers inside her dripping cunt.

Her face twisted in pleasure brought me to the edge. Her beauty multiplied by a thousand with her eyes closed moaning in desire. Pulling my fingers out, I grabbed my engorged cock ready to push inside her delicious warm pussy.

Jasmine broke me from my daze. “I’m not on birth control.”

Well, shit!

My heart sank. “I don’t sleep with a lot of women, so I don’t keep a stash of condoms,” I confessed. I was an idiot for not being prepared for her.

Jasmine held her arms out to me. Collapsing next to her, my cock did the same. She wrapped her lovely lean limbs around me, giving me tiny kisses on my face.

“Rain check?” she whispered dreamily.

I kissed delicately her on the nose. “Definitely.”