Page 33 of Crossing the Lines for Love

I couldn’t help but laugh every time I read the contact names we used for each other. They were an admission of guilt if I’d ever seen one, but still hilarious.

Me:

Okay.

“Ma, Coach Crawford just sent me a text asking me to call him. I’m going to wash my hands and return his phone call.”

“I’ll be here.”

I slid from the booth and headed toward the bathroom, anxious and excited about a moment of closeness with Niko. I turned down the hallway where the bathroom was located and was suddenly pulled into a small, dark closet and pressed against the wall.

“Shit! You—” His mouth covered mine before I could finish, and my body melted against his.

Niko was an amazing kisser, and I would be satisfied kissing him for hours if that was all we could do. Our breathing was labored when he pulled away.

“Damn. I missed kissing you,” he whispered.

“I missed kissing you too. Can we turn on the light?”

“No. I don’t want to draw any attention. I don’t need to see you because your face is ingrained in my mind.”

“Niko, if I push my leggings and panties to my knees and turn around, do you think you can fuck me right quick?”

“Fuck, yeah.”

He released me, and in under fifteen seconds, he slid into me from behind.

“Oh my God.”

He slapped his hand over my mouth. “Baby, we have to be quiet and fast,” he warned me.

I held onto the wall and threw my ass back. He used the hand that wasn’t covering my mouth to play with my clit. My pussy was extra sensitive because of the adrenaline from what we were doing and where we were doing it. I reached my peak quick, fast, and in a hurry. Once he knew I’d gotten mine, he filled my womb with his seeds and uncovered my mouth.

“That was?—”

“Amazing,” I whispered breathlessly, cutting him off.

Unfortunately, we didn’t have time to enjoy the afterglow. I pulled my pants up while Niko put his dick back into his pants. He slowly opened the door, looking left to right before ushering me into the hallway. I rushed to the bathroom and cleaned myself up as best I could with a wad of wet paper towels.

“Is everything okay?” my mother asked when I slipped back into the booth.

“Yeah. He wanted to talk about an idea he had for practice tomorrow.”

“Good. Glad it was nothing serious. Did you put makeup on in the bathroom? You’re glowing.”

“Huh? Why would I put makeup on?”

“For Niko. I mean, he thinks you’re beautiful without it, so it’s not necessary.”

“Oh, here comes the food.”

I managed to enjoy dinner with my mother while Niko’s semen soaked the crotch of my panties and leggings. Before we left, she told him to write his number on a napkin and that I’d be calling soon. Little did she know, I’d been calling that number.

“I wantyou to meet my son.”

Aranda’s eyes widened as she looked up from her phone. “Umm, are you sure?”

It was Friday night, and we had a home game this weekend, so it was the perfect opportunity for me to rent another Airbnb in Ravenstown. We couldn’t spend much extended time alone, so we had to take advantage of the opportunity.

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