CHAPTER 10

JACKSON

I passed on going out with the team to celebrate the win since I felt like shit about what happened with Emma. Apparently, she went out with the team and I ended up watching replays of our game as well as the others that were on that day. I finally went out to get some Chinese food and o bring home in case she was hungry later.

When I pulled up, I saw her walking to the building and watched as she unlocked the door. She was dressed in some leggings and a Henley, which I preferred over that skimpy uniform she wore at the game.

She looked hot and felt even better pressed against me, but I needed to put that behind me.

I let her close the door and walked a little faster to get in, as if I didn’t see her.

“Are you home? I got some Chinese and beer,” I kept my voice casual as I walked into the kitchen and set everything down.

She walked out of her room, brushing her hair.

“I ate with the team, but I could have beef and broccoli if you got that,” she replied nonchalantly looked at the bags on the counter and shook her head, reaching for a beer.

“Should you be drinking?”

Emma rolled her eyes. “You and Greg pounded back quite a few over your high school years, if my memory serves me well. You have to stop being protective. I drink once in a while and always in moderation.”

I decided to change the subject. “I remembered what you like,” I assured her as she blushed and opened the bottle. “Did you like the game?”

“The game? It was a blast,” she replied, not making eye contact as I unloaded the containers of food.

I fucked up earlier, and I didn’t know what to do to fix it. I didn’t want to bring it up, but I had to say something.

“You looked great out there,” I said. She looked at me with a small smile. “Look, I’m sorry about earlier. I get protective with you because I watched you grow up. It’s hard to admit that you’re not that little girl anymore,” I wanted to say more, but I decided not to. “Just be careful. Please.”

“I know, Jackson.”

She reached for a container after she saw the broccoli, grabbing a fork before she went to sit on the chair. I ordered two containers of that since I knew how much she liked it.

I chose to fill a plate and got a beer before heading to the living room. She was sitting on the chair, watching TV as she settled her stuff on the table beside her. She seemed withdrawn, and I dropped down on the couch and speared some chicken as I looked at her again.

I remembered how she smelled as I pressed her against the wall. It drove me mad, and it took everything I had not to draw the soft skin of her neck between my teeth to taste her. While I chewed my food, I remembered my comment about tasting her, knowing how direct and crude it was. I took a long swallow of the beer and washed down the distaste at the back of my throat. Emma didn’t deserve to be spoken to like that, and I was an asshole for doing it to her.

How could I make it up to her?

I looked at her again as she sipped her own beer. I felt lust surge to my cock again. She looked innocent sitting there, but earlier today I’d seen the look in her eyes. I saw the way she parted her lips, teasing me. I felt like Emma might be the death of me if I give into this temptation.

“What did you do after the game?”

“They took me to some place close to the stadium. It was fun. It’s nice making friends here.”

Emma smiled, but I could still see the hurt in her eyes. “I think this job was a great idea.”

“It’ll keep you busy. You’ll get to travel with the team sometimes. That can get wild, so watch out.”

She looked at me for a moment as our eyes locked.

I wanted her.

“Don’t you get wild? Nobody warns you to be careful.” Her voice was soft, and I raised an eyebrow.

“My parents always have. I try to be smart about my choices the best I can,” I assured her, seeing something pass through her eyes as she understood what I meant. I wanted her to know how hard it was to make the right choice with her because I was confused about everything.

“Yeah, me too. You don’t need to worry about me.” Emma sighed and took another bite of food, chewing slowly. I could tell that she was down, and I hated myself for doing this. I could have conveyed my feelings a little better, but what did she think would happen by suggesting us being together? That caught me off guard and I couldn’t help but to react. I felt desire surge through me again as I tried to hold it in.

Emma finished her dish and put the rest in the fridge along with all the other food. She’d enjoyed two beers and watching her drink them made me want her mouth wrapped around me as I rocked my cock into her wet mouth.

She said good night and went to her room and I dropped my head back to the cushion. “Fuck,” I murmured as I tried to find a way to fix this situation.

I couldn’t fix things with Emma right now, but I could do something for myself. I got up and dropped my plate into the sink and checked to make sure everything was put away before I went to bed. I stripped off my clothes before sinking into my big mattress. I looked down at my hard cock in the dim light of the lamp and gripped it. It felt good with the pressure, but I wanted it to be her tight pussy wrapped around me, or even her mouth.

I closed my eyes and remembered her scent. The way that her body felt pressed against me earlier tonight. I could still feel her full breasts as I tightened my grip and started to stroke slowly.

In the past, I would have just filled my bed with a willing woman. Before Emma, I wouldn’t have needed to get myself off. But now I wanted Emma, and she hadn’t said yes, despite her comment earlier.

I thought about her sexy body. The way she walked and the scent of her body wash.

I stroked faster, rocking into my hand as I imagined the woman just across the hall from me naked in this bed. I still saw her eyes, darkened with desire as she looked at me crouched between her legs. I could practically taste her as I moaned and dropped my head back, knowing that she would be the sweetest taste I ever enjoyed. I’d lick her pussy clean and tease her clit with my tongue before drawing her between my teeth. I’d slide a finger into her tight core and bring her to the edge before slowly pulling back.

I imagined telling her when to come, making her obey me. She’d come harder that way and lose all control as she trembled. I wanted her to scream as she released around my hand and cock, hearing her give everything that she had to me.

I mentally moved on to her bent over in front of me as I took her from behind. It would be hard and fast as she rocked with me, making her come before I pressed her down to her back. It was then my turn, and I’d draw her legs up to my shoulder and move slow and hard. I gripped myself, letting out a moan as I stroked harder.

I arched my back as I came, shooting over my stomach and chest as I fought the urge to cry out her name. It was intense and hard, one of the best orgasms that I’d had. I held myself in my hand, recovering slowly as I fantasized about calling her in here to clean me up.

Holy fuck, that felt good. I slumped back to the mattress and heard my phone chiming from the nightstand. I ignored the sound until I was cleaned up, looking at the screen to see a girl I’d fucked weeks ago calling. She’d left as soon as we were finished and I hadn’t heard from her since. I didn’t remember giving my number, but I might have been drunk or something. I read the message about coming over for a bootie call and shook my head as I imagined the woman across the hall from me right now.

I blocked the number, deleted the text and set the phone to vibrate, putting it back onto the nightstand.

I’d welcome Emma into my bed and keep her there as long as I could. I’d hold her in my arms after we made love and wake up with the following day with no problem. I frowned, knowing that I was getting in deeper than I should with this one. She was the wrong woman to be falling for, but I knew that it was getting to be too late.

I was drifting off to sleep when I heard her bedroom door open. I lay still as I listened to her pause by my door. What was she thinking right now?

I heard her footsteps head to the bathroom and let out a sigh as exhaustion took me over. I didn’t need a workout in the morning after tonight. I already felt my muscles pulsing as I closed my eyes and gave into sleep.

I woke up to the alarm, taking a long shower before I headed to the gym to meet the team. I dressed in some shorts and a standard T-shirt before grabbing what I needed. I walked out to the living room and grabbed a water. When I turned to leave, I saw Emma curled up in front of the TV, sleeping soundly on the couch. She must have come out here last night. As I watched her breathing evenly, I vowed to put a TV in her room.

She was wearing a pair of loose shorts and a camisole and my eyes traced her body slowly as I grew hard in my shorts. She was gorgeous, and I licked my lips as I focused on her mouth for a long moment.

I took the blanket that was folded over the recliner, covering her gently as she stirred. Her head moved to the side and I stared at her neck. I wanted to lean down and kiss her awake gently, watching her arch her back as she moaned my name.

I groaned internally and cursed under my breath. She was gorgeous and off limits.

I finished tucking her in and stood to leave, hating my body for wanting her so much. I needed to get her out my system, but I knew that it would be more than that. I knew that I wanted to go the distance with her and it was fucking with my head as I walked out of the door.