“I will, I will,” James says.
The referee blows the whistle bringing both our eyes to the court. The two teams stand in the middle, both of the tallest players ready to tip the ball in their team’s direction. Then the ref throws the ball up in that air and it gets tipped to Bain. He catches it like his hands have glue on them and he dribbles the ball down the court with natural confidence. I watch his eyes and how he looks for a teammate to pass the ball to. Then he gets an open opportunity to drive the ball to the hoop, and goes for the rim. Making his move into the paint, he looks like a man amongst boys, dunking the ball cleanly. The way his body moves through the air, is effortless. He turns to jog up the court looking only at me for a brief moment with a smile and a wink. I can’t help, but have a huge grin on my face, jumping to my feet and cheering like a maniac.
I feel bad for leaving Arion waiting as long as I did after the game, but with my impressive performance today, everyone wanted to talk with me. I’m surprised that I did so well considering how sick I’ve been over the last few days. I guess this is one time in my life that I’m grateful for getting the flu. It sounds weird to say, but I was so sick, that there was nothing I could do except lay around and throw up. That also meant that I didn’t take any pills. I wanted to stop anyways, so this just made me do it without the internal back and forth struggle in my own mind. I can’t tell you how good it feels to be level-headed again and not have anything clouding my judgment.
Finally, I say goodbye to James and head towards Arion, waiting in my car. Fuck, please don’t let her be pissed. I mean, if there was something that I could have done to get out of here more quickly, I would have.
Getting in the driver’s seat of my car, I see she is curled up into a tiny ball and looks as comfy as ever. I know she is tired – these last few days have stressed her like they have me. When I close the door, even though I do my best to stay quiet, she looks at me. “Hey, I’m sorry it took so long.”
“Don’t be. I would’ve stayed by your side, but I’m exhausted. I knew coming today that it was an all-day thing. So it’s all good.”
“Thank you,” I respond, leaning in and kissing her soft forehead as she stays in her comfy ball. “Let’s get you home and to bed, beautiful.” Pulling the car out, we begin the long haul out of the city and back into Jersey.
“How did it feel to be back on the court, in a real game?” she asks me.
Loosening my grip on the wheel, I think back over the game for a few beats.
“Well, while you’re lost in your daydream—”
“I’m not lost,” I cut her off. “Don’t ever tell a man he’s lost, okay? I was just reminiscing.”
We both bust out laughing and I realize how horrible I sounded saying reminiscing.
“You keep daydreaming, my basketball star.”
Reaching over, she touches my thigh. I love her hands. I love her touch. I’ll take it anyway that I can get it. Very softly, she rubs my leg through my shorts, back and forth, and the inappropriate beast inside of me wants to pull over and fuck her ’til she can’t handle it any longer, but I stink and I won’t do that to her. What I will do is drive us safely to her house then have my way with her all night long.
I park at Arion’s where everything is silent; the sun has set and there aren’t many people out tonight. We head inside and I’m anxious to fuck her. Hopefully, we’ll be alone.
“Aubrey,” Arion shouts as we enter the apartment. The house is quiet and she goes towards her room. “She’s not here.”
“Then I have you all to myself,” I say and drag her to the bathroom, tearing my sweaty basketball clothes off on the way. She giggles behind me and begins undressing herself.
“Fuck yeah, get naked for me,” I growl watching her remove her clothing. “Let me see that perfect body of yours.” My cock is instantly rock hard and dripping with cum. As she steps to me, I show more force than I mean to, but she doesn’t falter. My girl likes a little pain crossed in with her pleasure.
“Tell me what you want,” I ask, dragging my tongue down her neck. Her scent is a drug to me. There’s something so erotic about it that I almost go all caveman on her when I press my nose hard against any part of her.
“I…” she trails off.
“Tell me,” I snap.
“I want you.”
“You have me. I’m right here.”
She shakes her head, loosening her hold on me. I know right away that I’ve done something or said something I shouldn’t have.
“I won’t always have you, though.”
My heart drops hearing her say those words. What? NO! Why? “Don’t say things like that, I’m not going anywhere.”