Rookie Move (Playing for Keeps #1)(44)

“That how you like it?”

I nodded mutely, clamping down on my lower lip as he pushed inside again. The increased momentum as he grew surer in his strokes made our trapped cocks rub together.

Ramsey threw his head back on a moan, and I took advantage, attacking his throat, licking and sucking the stubbled skin. “You like the way I feel?” I whispered.

“Fuck yeah.” His voice was a throaty rasp. “Goddamn tight as hell.”

“Mmm…” I worked my way back to his mouth and licked over the seam of his lips until they parted for me and I could suck on his tongue like the hungry motherfucker I was while I rode the finger inside me. It wasn’t enough, though. When I clamped down, he exhaled a stuttered breath. “I wanna feel your cock stretching me open, fucking me hard and deep until I come all over you.”

“Jesus, McRae.” Ramsey’s eyes blinked half-open, a lust-filled glaze shading them a darker blue as they narrowed. “Get your ass in the bedroom, then.”





13





RAMSEY





I was nervous as shit but hoping it didn’t show. I was about to fuck a guy for the first time…who also happened to be my best friend’s little brother and my NFL teammate. But this was Garrett, the cocky little fucker that, hell, made me smile more than I wanted to admit. Since training camp, he’d quickly gone from Houston’s bro to my friend and the guy letting me explore this part of myself I’d kept buried for too long.

I watched his tight ass as he ran upstairs, me trailing him. We didn’t even dry off, leaving tracks of water along the way, but I didn’t care. I wanted inside that ass, wanted to feel his tight heat around me, his hard body against mine as I blew his fucking mind.

Because nerves or not, I planned to do exactly that.

I caught up with him just as he skidded to a stop in front of my bedroom. I wrapped my arms around him, reeled him in easily, like he was happy on my hook. His ass pressed against my hard cock, Garrett pushing back like his hole was begging for attention while I peppered kisses along the back of his neck. “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

“You planning on doing it sometime tonight?” I felt him move and looked down to see him stroking his thick erection. He hadn’t been lying; he was big. I loved the feel of his fat dick stretching out my lips, wondered if one day he would want to fuck me and if I’d let him. I thought maybe I would.

“Stop being an asshole.”

“Get inside my asshole.”

We laughed, our bodies vibrating in sync like the moves had been choreographed.

I walked toward the bed, still holding him and pressing my lips to his skin, sinking my teeth into his shoulder, but not enough to leave a permanent mark.

It was awkward to move, but finally, we got to my king-size bed with the massive dark-cherry headboard and footboard. I pushed him down so he was still standing but bent over, hands braced on the mattress, his perfect ass in the air.

I grabbed the lube and a condom out of my nightstand, and G didn’t move, just waited for me. “See? You can be a good boy,” I teased.

“Fuck you,” he replied, but goose bumps took a journey up and down his arms, making me wonder how much he liked it.

Nerves waged a war in my gut, but I tried to ignore them, let the want I felt for Garrett override everything else. I tossed the supplies to the mattress and stood behind him, kissing each knob of his spine, my fingers seeking his hole again.

I rubbed his tight rim, hoped I didn’t blow my load the second I got inside him. My mouth trailed down, and when I reached his ass, I started to work my way up again. Fuck, his hard body felt good.

“You know…you can kiss him hello first. It’s proper manners and all,” Garrett said, and I paused because damn, I hadn’t even thought of that. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t seen guys rim each other in porn. I’d eaten a lot of pussy over the years, but I’d never fucked a girl in the ass, and I’d never let my tongue travel there either. “You don’t have to. It feels fucking great, though. I’ll tongue-fuck you first. I’m amazing at it.”

Of course, I wasn’t going to let myself be one-upped, so I dropped to my knees. “Yeah, that’s not gonna happen. Not that you’re not, but you won’t be first. I’ll show you how it’s done.”

“You’ve never done it.”

“Doesn’t mean I won’t be the best at it.” I playfully smacked his ass. Garrett chuckled while kneeling on the side of the bed, at just the right height for me. Why was everything so much with him? I wasn’t even sure that made sense, but that’s how it felt.

I ran my hands over his ass cheeks, spread them wide, and took in his tight, pink hole. Jesus, I couldn’t believe I’d have my cock inside him soon.

“Come on, Rams. Show me what you can do. I can’t wait for you to eat me out before you dick me down.”

White-hot lust shot through me. Somehow, Garrett knew just what to say. He was talking me up, distracting me so I didn’t worry. I appreciated it. We did that, I noticed, give and took, led and followed, whether it was football, sex, or life.

I leaned in, swiped my tongue over him, drew circles on his tight muscle.

“Fuck yeah. Just like that. Make me feel good, get me ready for your fingers and that big dick of yours.”