Chapter 17

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

MAX

Semi-finals were always nerve wracking especially against the Lions. Not because I was scared of them, but because they played dirty. Between the whole Ander and Ivy thing as well as the Dex and Kaia, it was all a ticking time bomb.

Ivy was clearly upset over her friend's choice of partner. Dex went and hooked up with her on that booty call, but I didn't want to tell Ivy and further annoy her. She had a lot on her mind.

"You are judging," she muttered, laying on my bed. It was the night before the semis and the only distraction present were Ivy and some sci-fi movie she picked that I couldn't care less about. I watched her blonde hair spill across my grey pillow, and she looked calm. She always looked calm and at peace when we were together. "Excited for Thanksgiving? Heard your mom gave you an earful."

I winced. Apparently, I couldn't exit the room fast enough for Ivy to not witness how upset my mom was that her only son is not only spending Thanksgiving with a girl they never met but is also potentially not going to spend Christmas with them.

"They will be here tomorrow, and they will come for the final as well," I said with a shrug. "They will meet you. We are all having breakfast tomorrow morning and problem solved."

"You're very calm about it," Ivy observed, pausing the movie and moving to sit by my side at the edge of the bed. Her fingers entangled in my hair, and she gently tugged it, making me look at her. "What is it?"

"Scouts are going to be there tomorrow. They are basically still auditioning me."

"But why?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out."

I did everything well, hadn't messed up other than that one goal pass, I was a team player, a motivator, I busted my ass to prove myself on and off the field. I even let Ivy force me to post all the soccer content on my Instagram and help me grow my online presence. My agents were over the moon with me, brand deals were coming my way from everywhere, yet it still wasn't enough to land a spot on the National Team.

"I just don't get it... I did everything." I took a deep breath as my voice shook and I pushed my fingers through my messy hair.

Ivy caught my hand with hers, and moving it out of my hair, she placed it in her lap, her hand giving mine a reassuring squeeze. "You'll dazzle them tomorrow. I know."

I cracked a weak smile. It wasn't like me to break down like this, it was completely out of character, but I just had enough. I was an asset, and with Sky retiring, there was no one better to fill his shoes.

"Sorry, I'm not in the greatest mood today," I muttered, taking a deep breath. "If you want to go home."

"And watch Tristan and Kaia?" Ivy groaned, reminding me she was simply hiding. "Plus, we have breakfast with your parents tomorrow morning."

Kill me. I was planning to introduce her after the game and not before. I had enough shit going on without needing to put them through a fake parents meet.

"You are doing it again." Ivy tugged my hand and straddled me out of the blue. "You are lost in thoughts beating yourself up."

"How do you know?"

All I could think about was the way she rubbed herself over my still aching dick right then. I haven't had sex in what felt like years, and the fact that my body developed its own mind when it came to Ivy wasn't helping.

Embarrassing.

"Why don't you let me take your mind off things? I never got to thank you for what you did at the beach."

I'd been craving the taste of her pussy since that day. I wanted to rip her clothes off and feast on her, wondering if she tasted just as sweet as I imagined. The sounds of her coming apart in my arms still played on repeat every time I jerked off. But it wasn't enough.

I wanted her.

"I don't think we should cross that line," I said, my voice raspier than I anticipated.

Ivy chuckled and brushed her nose over mine. "You've already crossed it. I'm just returning the favor. It's only fair... and then... if we feel like crossing more lines, we have the whole night."

She chose the worst possible moment to test my restraint because I didn't have any.

"Blossom," I croaked out, my lips brushing over hers. "I don't have it in me to stop myself today. I won't be a gentleman."

"You don't have to. I want you to let loose finally," she whispered, peppering small kisses around my lips.

Grabbing the back of her neck, I pulled her all the way until my mouth crashed over hers and I kissed her with a feral need. There was no audience, no excuse this time. This was all us. And it felt divine. My head spun as she opened for me and I kissed her deeper, fully devouring her. Every little moan, every panting sigh was swallowed by me as I explored every inch of her mouth.

With my other arm around her waist, I flipped her onto the bed and rocked my hardness against the softest parts of her.

A whimper tore from her lips as I moved down her neck, hinting kisses along the way, nipping at her sensitive skin and licking my way down, exploring her favorite spots.

Her hands pushed into my hair, holding onto it, as she panted from the anticipation, and I grinned against her flushed skin.

I pushed my T-shirt up over her body, stopping only after I had exposed her lace panties, toned stomach, and braless breasts. God, I missed them.

"Take this off," I muttered, tugging at it. Despite loving seeing her in my clothes, they were in the way right now.

Ivy pulled it over her head and discarded it on the floor. My eyes roamed over her perfect body, and I wasn't sure where to start. I wanted to lick and kiss and taste every inch of her. But equally, I wanted to be balls deep in her, making her scream my name.

The primal possessiveness that washed over me when I was with her wasn't healthy. But I couldn't find it in me to care.

Not right now.

"There are so many things I want to do to you."

"You will have time to do all of them," she said, leaning up on her elbow, her hooded eyes finding mine. "I want you to take what you need tonight. Don't think about me or..."

"Blossom, if you think I won't make sure you're screaming my name until your voice is gone tonight, you really don't know me."

Heat flushed her cheeks. "It's not that easy to make me come. I usually have trouble."

"I didn't see you having any trouble when you fell apart on the beach," I said, arching a brow and making her grin. "I stand by what I said. There's no such thing as bad sex, only bad partners. Guess I just need to show you how easy it is to actually make you scream."

With that, I reached over to rub my thumb over her soaked panties.

"You are making my job way too easy." I pulled her panties down her legs, kissing my way back up before my fingers found her clit, massaging it in slow, teasing circles.

A loud gasp escaped her as I soaked up the sight of her wet and aching pussy. I've dreamed about this moment for so long. The desire to taste her on my tongue and be inside her battled within me as I worked her clit.

My fingers spread her folds and the sigh of her pink glistering pussy pushed me over the edge. Grabbing her butt with both hands, I pulled her closer to me and, with one long lick, buried my face in her.

I sucked on her hard little bud before plunging my tongue inside her, fucking her with it like it was my cock. Her taste and scent surrounded me, and her cum tasted just as sweet as the lingering jasmine smell that I'd grown accustomed to. I feasted on her as if it was my last meal, never wanting to let go.

"I need more," she moaned shamelessly, forgetting we were far from alone in the house. "Please."

Without removing my mouth, I pushed my thumb to her clit, giving her more.

Ivy shook in my arms, her legs trembling from the desire and release building inside her.

"I want you." Her request was almost lost in her moans, especially as it was quieter, and fear lingered behind her words.

"The first time I fuck you, Blossom, will not be in rush," I muttered against her pussy as my thumb worked restlessly. "Now be a good girl and come, so I can fuck you like you deserve."

My words must have done the trick because I watched her eyes close, pure pleasure washing over her face before I lowered my head back to her wetness. After a few strokes with my tongue, I felt her sweet cum release and I kept licking every drop of it until she was nothing more than a panting mess under me.

Satisfied, I wiped my mouth and glanced up at her.

"Did I... scream?" she asked me, horrified, wide-eyed.

"I think the words you are looking for is thank you." I grinned as my body covered her and I kissed her. "Do you feel how good you taste?"

She offered a sheepish smile, and I could tell she was outside of her comfort zone. Talking about sex was one thing, but clearly, she wasn't far as comfortable with the doing part as she let on.

"Are you okay?" I asked, pushing her hair back from her face and gently kissing her temple.

"Yes," she muttered, and I hated to see the uncertainty in her eyes.

"Talk to me?" I asked as my hand roamed down her neck and rested on her breast. I pinched her hard nipple and grinned. "Or you don't need to catch your breath?" I flashed her my sweet half smile, and I felt some of the tension release from her body. "I can do this all night."

"I thought you said you aren't a gentleman."

"I'm doing my best to remain one," I chuckled, because I knew if she got wind of half of the things I wanted to do to her, she would be running out screaming. And I meant what I said. She deserved to be worshipped and made to feel good, not just fucked and then forgotten.

She shook her head. "This is about you."

"That's where you're wrong," I said, my mouth hovering over her nipple, before I captured it with my lips. "It's about us."

"Just show me how much you want me," she pleaded.

Pushing my hips into her aching center, I rubbed my hardness over her softest part. "This is all you, Blossom."

Ivy reached up, her tentative fingers touching my chest and exploring the hard muscles of my back and abs, caressing me with her slender hand. "Your body... you look amazing."

It was a shallow compliment, but I worked my ass off to have the body I had, so I wasn't going to complain. Instead, I grinned.

"If you wanted to see me naked, all you had to do was ask."

"I want to." She bit into her lower lips and glanced at my boxers, the only clothing piece left between us. "Take them off."

A cocky smile tugged my lips, and I obeyed her, kicking off my boxers and letting them fall to the ground. Her eyes widened as she took in my length, and instead of fear, desire flooded them.

Good, she wanted it as much as I did.

Reaching to my bedside table, I opened a fresh box of condoms and taking one out, I rolled it on me.

"Did you run out?" she teased me as I threw the packaging on the floor.

"I didn't have any, since I wasn't having sex," I muttered as I aligned my body with hers and my hardness with her entrance. "But a guy can hope, so I got a box... just in case you changed your mind about your rules."

"I did change my mind," she said, kissing me. "I want you and I think... part of me wanted you since the first moment I saw you in that bar."

It was all the confirmation I needed to rock my hips and slowly enter her. I gave her time to adjust, watching her face carefully, before starting with my slow thrusts. She fit me like a glove, all tight around me and after the first couple of seconds I was already seeing stars.

Maybe I should have hooked up to make sure I lasted longer than five seconds.

"Faster," she asked, her nails digging into my back and pulling my closer.

Bracing my arms at her sides, my thrusts became quicker and shorter, and my climax crested incredibly fast.

"Tell me you're close, because I'm not lasting long," I murmured into her neck as I sucked on one of her sensitive spots that I stumbled upon during my earlier explorations.

"I'm there with you," she muttered, her eyes shut tight.

"Look at me," I said, my fingers caressing her face and my weight blanketing her.

Ivy's hooded eyes locked with mine and it was enough to almost tip me over the edge. Those raw emotions were my undoing.

"Come for me, Blossom, give in to it," I muttered slowly as my thrusts picked up an even quicker pace. Her moans mixed with my grunts, and I listened to all the sounds leaving her mouth, the way she clenched me inside her, and I knew her release was imminent.

And in the same moment that she screamed my name, I finally found my own release too.