20. Cam

CHAPTER 20

CAM

T hat was a close call.

Too close.

What would I have done if Coach walked in on me finger-fucking his daughter?

We shouldn’t be so reckless. Especially me, with my entire life on the line. I can’t afford to screw anything else up. And the last thing I want to do is disrespect Coach in his own home.

I tap on the bathroom door and Sloane cracks it open the teeniest bit.

“You dropped this.” Her black lacy bra dangles from my finger.

“Ohmygod. My dad didn’t see, right?”

“No. I scooped it before he walked in.”

“He’s gone now, right?”

“Yes. Coast is clear.”

Sloane opens the door warily and I join her in the tight space. The bathroom’s not large to begin with and with both of us in the room, I can barely turn around .

“Why’d he come home, anyway? He never does that.” Her brows scrunch together.

“Forgot his playbook for practice.”

“Oh.”

“Listen—” I run a hand through my damp hair, debating what to say and how to say it.

“Oh boy. This isn’t going to be good.” She sinks down onto the toilet seat, wrapping the towel around her shoulders tighter.

“Hey—” I cup her chin, tipping her face up toward me. “Everything’s fine. But we need to be more careful. I can’t afford to piss off your dad.”

She bites at her bottom lip, nodding. “Yeah. I get it. And trust me—I don’t want my dad walking in on us, either. So cringe. No offense.”

“None taken.”

“He’s not coming back now, though, right?”

“No, he said something about teaching a class seventh period and he was in a rush. Said he’ll see me at practice later.”

“Good.” She reaches out and depresses the lock on the door with a loud click. “Just in case.”

Then she grips my hips, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of my shorts and sliding them down my thighs.

“Sloane—” I groan as her tongue darts out, licking along the seam of her slightly swollen lips.

“Is this okay?” Her hazel eyes cut to mine, gazing up at me through a fringe of thick lashes.

“Yeah—I mean, it’s great.”

“Now’s probably the closest we’ll ever get to a safe time, so—” Her fingers tease at the band of my briefs and my muscles flex instinctively beneath her touch. She’s so damn beautiful, cheeks flushed a soft pink as I run my knuckles down her jawline.

Wasting no time, she frees my cock from the wet cotton. Her eyes widen as she takes me in.

“Wow. That’s—” she huffs out a breath, staring at my length. “Impressive.”

“Thanks. I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Her high-pitched, nervous giggle bounces off the tile walls as I hustle out of my briefs, shedding the T-shirt as well. One hand runs up and down my abs, her finger tracing down the sharp V of my hip bone, all the way to the base of my cock.

Encircling the shaft with her small hand, she slides up and down my length and I’m rock-fucking-hard now, both of us breathing quick and shallow. I close my eyes and give into the sensation, balls tightening as she strokes the sensitive skin.

Then her warm tongue’s on the tip of my dick, swirling around the head, licking at the drops of pre-cum already leaking.

“Fuck—” I hiss, threading my fingers through her damp, silky hair. Pulling her in closer to me, her breath warm on my skin. She licks round and round, then sucks me into her hot mouth and it feels so damn good.

The base of my spine tingles as she hollows out her cheeks, taking me in deeper. I grip the back of her neck and she holds onto my ass for leverage as she works my cock. In and out, in and out, sucking me hard. So fucking hard and it feels amazing.

So amazing, I forget everything.

Where I am. Why I’m here. And all the things that happened in between .

I’m lost in the moment. All that matters right now is her and what she’s doing to my cock.

“Sloane—” I moan and the corners of her lips quirk up in a smile. “That’s so good…so fucking good.”

At the encouragement, she takes me in deeper still. Her teeth scrape along my length and I exhale a shuddery breath. The towel falls from her shoulders and she’s an absolute vision, creamy tits on full display. I’m on the edge, heat pricking my skin as she runs her hand over my sensitive balls.

“I’m close—” Bright stars dance in my periphery, agonizing tension mounting. “If you want me to pull out, I will.”

She shakes her head ‘no,’ instead pulling me in all the way. The tip of my cock hits the back of her throat and tears fill her eyes, but she doesn’t let up. Somehow, she maintains both pressure and rhythm as I drive into her, fucking her mouth, taking me right to the edge.

“Fuck—” I grit out, hot ropes of cum erupting. She swallows quickly, throat working overtime. A few drops leak from the sides of her mouth and I swipe it away with my thumb.

“I loved the way you took my cock like that.” I run my fingers over her velvety-soft cheek and she beams up at me, lashes glittering with tears. “Such a good fucking girl.”

Pulling her up and pressing our bodies together, I seize her mouth in a blistering kiss. She opens to me and our tongues tangle together, both of us breathing shallow and ragged.

I want more of this, need more of this. More of her.

Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough. I want to taste her, eat her, drink her in until she’s crying out and quivering in my arms, and then do it all over again .

Over and over, until we’re so exhausted neither of us can move a muscle.

A loud buzzing at my feet interrupts the moment. Sloane pulls away slightly, stooping down to check her phone.

“Sorry, just a sec.” Holding up a finger, she listens to the message, a smile spreading across her face.

“Guess what?”

I don’t have a chance to guess because she answers her own question.

“I got the job!” She claps her hands together, squealing.

“Really? That’s fantastic. The one at the library?” A twinge of panic hits me in my gut at the idea that Sloane could be leaving town.

“Yes, at the library. It’s part-time, in the afternoons and evenings. And I get to help with the children’s summer reading program!”

“Wow—that’s great. Congrats.” I drop my lips to hers. “You’ll be super at that.”

“Thanks. I hate to do this, but they need me to go through an online training before I start tonight. So I have to head over there right now.”

Disappointment creeps over me, but I try to hide my feelings with another slower, gentler kiss. “Go. I should get ready for practice anyway.”

Rising on tiptoes, she wraps her arms around my neck and squeezes me in a tight hug.

“Thanks—see you later tonight!”

Then she bounces down the hall to change, leaving me alone in the bathroom, wondering where the two of us go from here.