Rookie Move (Playing for Keeps #1)(37)

“Keep that loud mouth shut,” Ramsey whispered, pressing me against the door. His heart beat rabbit-quick against mine, his breathing soft and shallow as we held still.

The voices passed a second later.

“Is this a good idea?”

Ramsey exhaled a quiet chuckle. “Fuck no. It’s a terrible idea, but probably not worse than one of yours.” His knuckles skimmed down my sides and then over the fly of my jeans. My dick, weary from its valiant effort in the locker room and the showers, lost all its willpower. I tilted my hips into his touch with a soft groan of satisfaction when he turned his hand over and cupped me. “I saw you looking at me in the showers.”

“Wasn’t the first time, won’t be the last,” I admitted easily, then stifled another moan as he squeezed my balls, then grazed his fingers over the fabric. “No one else saw. Fuck. Quit teasing me and touch me for real.”

His laughter was warm in my ear, but thankfully his fingers moved to the button of my jeans, then the zipper, lowering it as his mouth closed over mine in an unhurried kiss that smoldered through me. My dick throbbed with anticipation, eager for his grip and the slide of his cock.

But that wasn’t what I got.

Ramsey pulled back. “So you’re done being pissed at me for earlier?”

“Yeah.” I clamped down on my lower lip as he brushed his fingertips over the head of my cock. I was dripping already. “Shit.”

“Good.”

“You were right. Team dynamics, focus on the game…goddamn.” Ramsey was a fucking sexual prodigy if there ever was one. Or maybe it was just that I was so attracted to him and, like the good QB he was, he paid attention to everything. It’d taken maybe one handy for him to figure out I was a sucker for a little twist over the head of my dick, and my balls were already tight just from the sweep and slide of his fingers.

I arched into his touch harder, then sucked in a loud breath when he dropped to his knees. Eyes still locked on mine, he pulled me out and gripped the base of my cock. My mouth opened for words, but nothing came out. I’d sucked Ramsey’s dick as often as I got the chance, but hadn’t gotten the same in return. I didn’t press it, wanted him to go at his own pace, and if it wasn’t his thing, that was cool too.

But now he’d caught me completely off guard.

“Wow.” The corner of his mouth lifted. “Good to know I can shut you up by putting your cock in my mouth too.”

I nodded mutely on another deep inhale and sank my fingers into his hair as he edged forward slowly. His tongue flicked out, dipping into my slit a second before he wrapped his lips around my head.

Heat engulfed my body, concentrated heaviest on the seal of his lips. My grip on his hair tightened, and I had to fight the urge to thrust and choke him as every nerve ending in my body was bathed in pleasure. “Oh shit. Oh fuck.” I clamped down on my lower lip until it hurt, trying to keep myself under control.

Ramsey licked around my head and stroked my shaft. “Good?” The hint of tentativeness in his eyes made my stomach clench. That he wanted this to be good for me, to please me, made it all the more erotic.

I exhaled a shaky breath. “Very.”

“I’ve been paying attention when you go down on me, and thinking about what you like when I jerk you off, and—”

“Holy shit, I finally get how annoying it is when I talk too much. Shut the fuck up and get my cock back in your mouth.”

Ramsey’s eyes gleamed as he licked a hot stripe up the length of my cock and rubbed his lips over me. He was spot fucking on, though, because everything he was doing was driving me straight crazy.

“I swear to—” I lost the rest on a breathless grunt as he sucked me into the back of his throat. His eyes watered, and the cough as he choked and got ahold of himself almost undid me. I squirmed and clutched his head, probably too hard. “I’m about to lose it.”

Ramsey went to town then, working his own cock with one hand while he lapped and slurped at mine, making an ungodly sexy mess of it until my balls tightened. I barely hissed a warning out before he doubled down on the suction, his arm moving faster. My orgasm seared through me, spiking the backs of my eyelids with dancing pinpoints of lights as I blew my load down his throat. “Swallow it,” I whispered, another shudder of pleasure racking me when he complied with a hard bob of his throat. He exploded a second later, spattering the floor.

His fingers were still digging into my hips, slow to release, as I slid down the door and slumped beside him.

“Fuck,” I breathed out. Ramsey rested against me, his pulse still hammering where we touched. I ran my fingers lightly through his hair.

“It’s sweaty,” he said.

“I know. I was making sure I didn’t accidentally rip out a whole hank of it. Goddamn, that felt good.”

“I think I’m sitting in my own cum.”

“Lucky us, there’s plenty of cleaning supplies.”

Ramsey’s lazy chuckle ebbed, and he thunked his head against the door. “Shit. I can’t believe I just did that.”

I glanced over, a teasing retort dying on my lips when I saw his expression. “Hey.” I frowned. “Listen.”

He darted a look at me. “What? Did you hear something?”

“No.” I nudged his leg with mine. “That’s the point. Stop freaking out. No one’s around.”