Chapter Nineteen

Darius

Her mouth feels like heaven.

I stretch my arms out wide to stabilize myself, then widen my stance to give her better access to my dick. She uses her hand to pump the base as she sucks the head swirling her tongue around the tip, then a low moan from her sends vibrations straight to my balls. As good as her mouth feels wrapped around me, I need to be inside her. I need to wash away Beck’s touch by fucking her again and coming inside her tight cunt. I grip her hair and yank her head back, a small hiss escapes her mouth as she darts her stunned gaze to me.

“Get up,” I growl, using my hold on her hair to help her to her feet. “Did you like Beck fucking your pussy?” Confusion colors her features. I slip my free hand between us and cup her sex. The confused look on her face vanishes and is instantly replaced by one of desire.

“Yes.” I narrow my eyes as I push two fingers inside her, her mouth drops open to form a perfect O. I lean down and lick her bottom lip before sucking it into my mouth. I release her lip when a small whimper breaks free. She pushes down onto my fingers making me smirk.

“You just had two cocks inside you and yet your cunt is still hungry for more?”

“No. I’m just hungry for more of you .” Her words shouldn’t have my ego bolstering but they do. I yank her forward and mold my mouth to hers. I release my hold on her hair as I lift her, then back her up against the tiled wall. She arches forward to try escape the coldness of the tiles but I’m not allowing it, I use my weight to push her flat as I slowly lower her onto my shaft.

“This,” I growl as I thrust inside her drawing a loud cry from her lips. “Is.” Thrust. “Mine.” I repeat those three words to her over and over again until we are both screaming the other’s name like it’s a Hail Mary play in the last quarter.

I wake to the sound of my alarm blaring. I reach out and grip my phone to snooze it. I sit up straight when I realize it’s not the alarm but Corvin calling me. I slip out from beside Leah, careful not to wake her as I grab some shorts and leave the room, closing the door quietly. The call ends and starts again, I answer it on the second ring as I hold the phone between my shoulder and cheek while I pull on my shorts.

“What up?” I say.

“Dude I have been calling you for ages!” I roll my eyes and make my way downstairs as I answer him.

“You rang me once, don’t be dramatic.”

“Whatever, asshole,” he says. I hear a door close and then some rustling before he speaks again. “Did you know Coach is ordering drug tests for the team?” I frown as I enter the kitchen, not sure why this news warrants a call at five in the fucking morning.

“So? Why do you care? It’s not like any of us use drugs.” When a sigh escapes him I tense. “Right?” His silence stretches and I curse under my breath as Beck walks into the kitchen shooting me a worried look. “Hold on Beck’s here, I’m gonna put you on speaker.” I put him on speaker and place the phone on the counter and I gather what I need for a protein shake.

“What’s going on?” Beck asks as he begins to make his own shake.

“Coach wants us to take weekly drug tests. Apparently, someone made a complaint and said that CHU players are doping up on roids,” Corvin grits out, Beck and I share a look of concern before I ask.

“Why are you acting so cagey, Corvin. What the fuck is going on?” A tired sigh comes through the phone and I brace myself for the worst.

“Dude, Kyle, Lance, Rick and Spencer have been kicked from the team already.” My eyes shoot wide at that bit of news. “They swore black and blue that they never touched any drugs at the party they went to but the test doesn’t lie.” The anger in Corvin’s voice matches how I’m feeling.

“Kyle and Spencer wouldn’t risk their scholarships,” Beck adds.

“I know. Something isn’t right and given the test was administered here and not at school makes me think it’s one of the other teams setting us up.” At least six other colleges are at the camp Corv and the others are at which means, Gary and his team will be there and I’d put money on the fact it was that son of bitch that set up our guys.

“We need to get on top of this. We can’t afford a scandal right now,” I say.

“I know, why do you think I’m calling, dumbass?”

“Let me call Troy and see if there is any way we can push the merge up to next week. If we are all thinking it’s the same person targeting our team then we need to be smart about it. Gary has the money to get people to do his bidding. Parties are out until after the merger and the season.” Beck is right, we need to keep our heads on straight.

“Yeah, okay. I’ll tell Saint and Crue but they won’t like being on house arrest.”

“I don’t care, Corvin, we can’t risk it. If you, Saint and Crue want to go pro then the three of you need to suck it up until we find out who the fuck is doing this,” I growl.

“Yeah, okay. You and Beck call Troy and see if we can bring the merger forward. If we get that done, then we should be okay to take our time and figure this shit out.” Beck and I agree before ending the call. The silence stretches between us and begins to grow uncomfortable, so I decide to leave him and hit the makeshift gym in the basement to get in a workout.

Ten minutes go by before the door opens and Beck walks in as I’m lifting weights. He goes for the treadmill to warm up. The only sound that can be heard is the music coming from the Bluetooth speaker. The both of us continue to work out in silence until it begins to get on my nerves that we have tension between us.

I know last night was a lot but, coupled with the news from Corvin, we can’t afford to be divided right now when we have some fucker gunning for us. Unlike the other three, Beck and I know we don’t have the skill set to go pro. We love the game and would kill to go pro but that isn’t in the cards for us. We decided a long time ago that Beck and I would run the company and manage everything while the three of them worked their asses off to get drafted and play in the NFL. Saint needs this, if he doesn’t get drafted his father has ordered him to take over his tech company, the company Saint hates.

“Are we good?” I place the dumbbell on the mat and turn to see Beck leaning against the treadmill with a towel draped around his neck. The uncertainty in his eyes vanishes the moment I shoot him a smile.

“Yeah, bro, we’re always going to be good.” The tension in his shoulders eases a bit.

“So, you gonna be good with me and Leah living under the same roof?” The smile vanishes from my face in an instant as old feelings resurface. I slam my eyes closed and try to block them out but it’s fucking hard! “What happened, D?” I cover my face with my hands debating if I should tell him or not. “Darius, whatever happened between the two of you has been eating at you for years. I’m not prying or trying to be nosey, I am just genuinely worried about you.”

The words spew out of me before I can stop them. “I told her not to go to the party after we won the final in high school as she wanted me to tell Corvin about us. I was going to, that night.” I feel him drop down onto the weight bench beside me. I drop my hands and rest my forearms on the tops of my thighs as I hunch forward. “I knew she was serious this time when she said I either tell him or we’re done. I weighed up the options and I fucking love Corvin but the truth is…”

“You love his sister more,” Beck adds. A whoosh of air escapes me and I nod. “So what happened?”

“We got into a fight when I told her to stay home and that I would tell him at the party. She didn’t listen. When I got to the party, Jeff told me Gary was there and upstairs with Corvin’s sister. I raced up the stairs and what I saw… broke me man. She was naked and crashed on the bed while Gary was getting dressed. The bastard smiled and winked at me as he shouldered past. I stood there for like five minutes just staring at her naked ass until I heard Corvin yelling out for shots downstairs, I closed the door and left her there.” Bitterness coats each of my words. I fucking hate Gary Hayes because that son of bitch knew exactly who Leah was to me and threatened to out me to Corv if I didn’t shave points on the game. That motherfucker got his ass beat on the field and as payback, he slept with my girl and ruined the only good thing I had in my life aside from the guys.

“Jesus!” Beck says on an exhale. “I had no idea. I mean I knew something bad happened because you went from over protective to just… not giving a fuck where she was concerned.”

“Yeah,” I say in a dejected tone.

“Fuck and she went to DCU with him!”

“She sure fucking did, brother,” I grit out. “Corv and I went home one year for Thanksgiving and guess who she brought to fucking dinner?” Beck’s eyes widen as he shakes his head trying to deny my claim.

“No way.”

“Yes, fucking way. I had to sit across the table from the motherfucker that fucked my girl and play nice because of Corvin and his parents. Want to know the worst fucking part?” I don’t give him a chance to answer. “Leah acted like nothing happened and kept shooting me hurt looks like I was in the fucking wrong! I was about to lose my best friend that night by telling him I was in love with his sister. Thank God I found her first or else I would have lost Corv for nothing.”

“Fuck. I had no idea man. I’m really fucking sorry that happened. I really didn’t think Leah was like that.”

“Yeah. Neither did I.” I can hear the hurt that laces my own voice.