Page 142 of Just for the Plot
He grumbles something under his breath, but I can’t quite make out what it is and don’t even bother trying.
We leave tomorrow first thing in the morning and have a game tomorrow night. We don’t typically leave the morning of a game, but the team voted on it since the next city is only an hour-and-a-half flight and families wanted to spend more time with each other. Given that we’re coming up on playoffs and our tanks are pretty much drained right now, management will do just about anything to keep us happy.
But the rule is we’re not to go out, and if there is any talk of going out, you will have to deal with management in the morning.
“Fuck,” Nolan says, dropping down next to me in nothing but a thong. He’s been on a hot streak lately, and he swears it’s because he’s been wearing a thong for the past ten days. Whatever makes him fucking happy, I guess. “I really wanted to go out tonight.” He leans in and whispers, “Want to chance our luck?”
“Absolutely not,” I say, thinking about how if I had it my way, I’d be going back to Bower’s apartment and cuddling into her. But one small step at a time, which I think has been working, by the way, because fuck, I can still taste her on my tongue and she tastes fucking incredible. Sodamn good that I can feel an addiction take root and I’m looking for my next hit.
“I knew you were going to say that. You’re too fucking pure.”
“Also, going out would let the team down, and is that the kind of guy you want to be, Nolan?”
He glances down at his barely covered dick and says, “None of this is the guy I want to be, but here I am.” He gestures toward his crotch, and I shy away from looking because one accidental spotting of him in that thing is enough.
“Are you going to go take a shower?” I ask, because fuck, I don’t want to see it anymore.
“Is that what you want?”
“I just want you away from me, showered, and tucked into your bed so you can wake up at a decent hour and make the plane for our game tomorrow.”
“Seems like a lot of work. Want to do it for me?”
“I’m good.” As I’m freshly showered, I slip my shirt over my head, so ready to get back to my place.
“Are you off to go see her?” Nolan asks, picking up a bat from my locker and resting it right on his dick as he pretends to stroke it.
I snatch the bat from him. “Don’t fucking do that with my shit.” I set it down and then add, “And no. Getting some sleep and letting the heart grow fonder with my absence.”
“Really? Hell, if I were you, I’d try to at least get a handy before I went off for ten days.”
“Yeah, well, you have no respect for yourself.”
He laughs. “Dude, it has nothing to do with respect and everything to do with getting off with some hot chick. If you’re going to respect anything, respect the dick. When was the last time you actually came all over your goddamn stomach that didn’t include your hand and some lotion?”
Well, if he takes out that scenario…
“That’s what I thought. A long-ass time, right? If I were you, I’d march my ass right to her apartment and look for some assistance in the matter.”
“It’s not like that,” I say. “This is about her and winning her over. I’ll get my dick rubbed off at some point, but not now. I’m too fucking close and I don’t want to scare her away.”
“Are you sure? What happened that makes you think you’re close?”
“Nothing you need to know about,” I say.
“Holy fuck.” He stands and presses his hand to my chest. “You ate her out, didn’t you?”
“Leave me alone.”
“You fucking did.” A huge smile crosses his face. “You fucking ate her out and you liked it and she liked it. Didn’t she?”
“We’re done.”
I pocket my phone and my wallet and turn to head out of the locker room when Nolan squats into sumo position, just his thong-covered ass out, and starts twerking while bouncing forward and singsonging, “He fucking ate her out. He fucking ate her out.”
“Jesus Christ,” I mumble before moving away from him and his celebration that some of the other guys take part in. If there is one thing I know for sure, it’s that Nolan Hart is easily the life of the party.
And that I fucking ate her out!
