by Allie Scott
“I’m ready now. Don’t stop. Dear god, please don’t you dare stop.”
“Yes, ma’am. Whatever you say.” He smiles at me, the sight sending ripples of pleasure through me. Feeling them, he raises an eyebrow as he withdraws from me. He slams back inside, the move scooting the table across the floor slightly. He repeats it, over and over, getting a little faster with each stroke. Soon, he’s going so fast, the table is steadily moving across the room.
“Right there… oh, yes…. Please, Kyle!” On his name, Kyle leans over, his mouth connecting mine in a kiss that sends me straight into an orgasm. My walls close around him, squeezing his cock tightly, sending him tumbling into his own. Ripping his mouth from mine, he tilts his head back, roaring out as he finishes.
Spent, he falls over me, using his forearms to prop himself up over me. Our rapid breaths mingle as we attempt to calm our raising hearts. He leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead, leaving his lips there. I hear him mumble, “Thank you.”
“What for?” I push him back a little, needing to see his face to make sure he’s ok. I doubt he’s thanking me for the orgasm considering he did most of the work there.
“For believing in us. For forgiving me. For everything.” He kisses me, the move sweeter and less rushed this time. I feel every ounce of his love pour into me in that moment. There’s no question of how he feels, his actions show everything.
“Alright, big guy. We need to get cleaned up. You’ve got a game to go out there and win. My man is a National Champion. No one is taking his title, right?” I grin at him, baiting him in the way I’ve seen Jason and Davis do.
Realizing what I’m doing, he plays along. “Hell yeah, that’s right. No one gets past Thunder. Let’s go win us a game, baby.” Shifting from on top of me, he helps me get situated, easing me from the table, then throwing his shirt over me completely. “You need clothes before the game. I won’t be able to focus with you half naked on the sidelines.”
I nod at him, then follow him out of a side door and down a hall. We end up right outside of the locker room on the field side. Jason, Davis, and Becky are already there.
“About time, losers. Here, girl. Get dressed real quick. We’ve got a game to go to. I bet it’s going to be a blowout.” She winks at us both, before turning to talk to the guys as I step back through the door to change.
Turns out she was right. It was a shutout game. And so was every single game after that. Even the National Championship game. Kyle claimed that our relationship was his lucky charm, our love giving him the motivation to win the games so he could get back to me.
They even let me ride on the float after we won the game. Well, that and Kyle wouldn’t let me leave his lap. We definitely were a sight to see as we rode down main street. Though we weren’t nearly as interesting as the couple riding next to us. Their story is one that still leaves me reeling.
Funny how you think you know how life will turn out, only to have it go in a direction you never imagined. Thankfully, mine is so much better than I ever could have imagined.
Epilogue
Kyle
We made it to graduation. Finally. I thought this day would never come.
Alice’s parents had some dumb rule about us living together before we graduated. Trying to have regular sex sessions with my girl has been difficult while both of us are living at home. I’ve learned how quickly we both can get redressed, exactly how to keep her quiet enough to where no one can hear, and just the right spot to hit for her to come in record breaking time.
It’s with her pressed up against the wall with me biting her shoulder in case you wondered. That one never gets old.
But today changes everything. Today, we walk across the stage to end our teenage years, closing a chapter that I’m glad to be done with.
Alice doesn’t know that I’ve already gotten us an apartment at the college we are both attending. When she went to submit her dorm paperwork, I offered to drop it off with mine so she wouldn’t know. The two bedroom we’ll be moving into soon has just enough space for us, with a guestroom for Becky or for one of the guys when they visit. Since they all helped me plan this sneaky move, it was only fair that they had the ability to come visit their favorite couple whenever they wanted to. Though I suspect Jason and Davis are going to be busy with their own women. But those stories are best told by them.
Sitting in my chair, I wait patiently as name after name is called to walk across the stage. This part is only a formality in the long run. With Alice and I both accepted to the same college, we could have already been there today, unloading our luggage into the secret apartment.
But my girl wanted this moment for us. She wanted to close this chapter the right way. She wanted to make sure our parents got the pictures to look back on.
I didn’t fight it. I never fight it. If it keeps me tied to her, then there’s nothing to complain about. All I want is Alice. Playing football while going to college with her is a bonus. Had I not gotten accepted, too, I’d have just followed her there anyway. There’s no place she will go that I won’t follow.
When all of us have gotten our diplomas, we all stand together, grabbing our tassels to move them to the other side. Looking over the tops of most of the student’s heads, I search for my girl. She’s so short and tiny that it can be hard to locate her at times. My eye is on the section she’s supposed to be in, when suddenly I see commotion.
Alice’s head pops up through the crowd, her smile bright as she faces me. I know she’s standing on a chair, her go-to move when she can’t reach something or see over someone. It’s the cutest thing to watch.
She’s turned the wrong way, facing me instead of the teachers, but I won’t be the one to tell her. She’s creating a moment for us. This moment. Our connection as we finish this time, this place, to go on to create a new one.
We move the tassels over together, our eyes locked. The Principal releases us to go to our families, causing my feet to move before I can even tell them to. My gaze stays on Alice as I push my way through the other students. She stays standing on the chair, her smile bright and focused on me.
I reach out for her when I’m finally close enough, grabbing her up as I bring her body up against mine. Her legs wrap around me, locking around me like they’ve learned how to do these last few months. My mouth finds hers, the heat seeking missile to its target. She opens for me, giving me complete control to use her, destroy her, to love her. She gives me everything.
“That’s enough, you two. Alice’s mom brought the binoculars.” Becky’s voice cuts through the lustful fog I’m drowning in, making me pull back to look at the group now surrounding us. Jason, Davis, Becky, and the newbie all stand around with various forms of amusement written on their faces. None of them can say a word against us since they’ve all been caught getting heated a time or two.
Jason claps his hands together, his expression mischievous as always. “Let’s get to the ‘parental reception’ so we can get to the good stuff later. You know they’ll drag this out as long as possible. Move it folks!”
Marching off, dragging his girl behind, I can’t help but to shake my head at him. Who knew how much him getting tied down would change him. With Alive still in my arms, I don’t put her down the entire way to the parking lot, my need to be as close as possible winning out of my normal sanity.
“You can’t carry me all day long, babe. My parents will freak, and yours won’t fare much better.” She runs her hands over my hair, then down to my jaw. Her touch brings me peace, brings me comfort. I’ll do as she says for now, but when we leave to go to the class party, she’s going to be back with me. In my arms. In my lap. Doesn’t matter. She just has to stay close.
She’s my Alice. My own personal wonderland.
Epilogue II
Alice
Today’s the day. It’s draft day.
While Kyle only played to get out his aggression and because it was expected of him, others didn’t see it that way. They saw him as
a god. As a leader. As a damn good football player.
That’s why he’s had teams breathing down his neck since freshman year when he helped his team make it all the way to the Championships. They didn’t win, but only because the Coach didn’t put Kyle in until the end of the third quarter.
My man is talented, but even he can’t reverse time or fix a coach’s bad call.
He did his best anyway, stopping the other team from scoring any more points once he hit the field. That game, plus some highlights from the regular season, got him put in front of a few different scouts from the National League.
Loving what they saw, they all made sure to show up for his games after that. He’s met with almost every single team in our conference. They all love him on and off the field. Add to it the fact that he’s in a committed relationship with no crazy drama, means he’s the perfect candidate for any team.
But tonight, we are seated in the living room of our apartment. Yeah, the surprise apartment. The one I geeked out over when he took me to it the first time. We’re still here three years later, having no need to expand the space just yet.
We are surrounded by all of our close friends and family. Looking around as the camera crew sets things up, I feel so blessed to be a part of this life.
“Thank you, Kyle.” He turns to look at me, his eyes searching mine.
“For what?”
“For choosing me. For giving us a chance. There’s so much I might have missed, so much happiness I didn’t have before you came along.” A single tear spills down my cheek, though it doesn’t make it far before he reaches over to wipe it away.
“I should be thanking you. You are my world. You gave me everything. I was just moving through life before you came along.” He rakes his hands through his hair, an expression crossing his face. Is that nervousness I see?
“Shit. I didn’t want to do this now, but it feels right.” He scoots from the couch we are perched on, then gets down in front of me on one knee. My hands fly to cover the sob that wants to come out, the happiness flooding my body almost too much to contain.
“I know we are young. And I know it seems crazy to some, but I don’t care. The moment I saw you, I knew something was different. It took me way too long to get the courage to tell you how I felt, but once I did it was over. You were locked in. My heart, body, and soul will only ever be yours. Please do me the honor of letting me take care of you, love you, and share this life with you, forever. Will you marry me, Alice?”
I nod my head, tears falling freely now. He shouts out YES, right before slipping the ring on my finger. Before I can blink, he’s lifting me up and kissing me deeply.
“Look at that folks! Thunder just locked his girl down right before he locks down his team.” The announcer’s voice shocks me, causing me to pull from the kiss to turn to the screen.
I realize that the camera crew finished right as Kyle began his proposal. He just proposed on national television, in front of millions. Well, at least our parents were here to experience it in person. They’d never forgive us if they’d had to have watched it on tv.
The announcer goes on to tell us which team drafted Kyle, the team that we will support for the foreseeable future, is the team closest to our hometown. Everyone in the room erupts into cheers, the excitement filling the space so much that even the camera guys join in.
Kyle leans down, his lips touching my ear as he whispers just loud enough for me to hear. “When the house clears out, you're all mine. I'm going to work that pussy over so good to celebrate.”
A shiver runs through me, causing Kyle to grin as he pulls back and looks down at me. That look, the one he's giving me right now, never gets old. He makes me feel like I'm the only one that matters. Like I’m all that ever has.
I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life showing him just how much he means to me, too. I’ve got a few ideas of how I can, but first, I’ve got to get all these people out of our house.
The End
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The Thing Series
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