Page 19 of Flip the Field
Brady
Amerieand I spent as much time together as our schedules allowed. When we weren’t together, we were texting and sending each other funny memes and gifs.
I tried to keep it light and easy to pretend I wasn’t falling for her.
Wednesday nights, after practice, we’d meet in the dining hall and have dinner together. Sometimes with her friends and sometimes with my teammates, but when we were together, it felt like we were the only two people in the room.
Tonight, I spotted her across the dining hall, huddled with April, Jacquie, and Dax Williams. I’d met Dax a couple of times; he was one of those guys who knew everyone on campus.
“Four a.m,” He shook his head. “I’ll be there.” He hugged Amerie and then spotted me. He held his hands up.
“Your man’s mean mugging me,” He stepped back. “I better go.” Dax winked at me.
“He always looks like that,” Amerie giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck as Dax left. She pulled me close and kissed me. It was small peck, but her body pressed against me more than made up for the chaste kiss.
“Except when I’m looking at you.” I whispered in her ear and kissed her cheek. “What’s happening at four a.m.?”
I sat down and pulled Amerie in my lap.
“The Leonid Meteor shower is a once in our lifetime occurrence,” She held her hand out. “It will be visible over Maine between four-thirty and five a.m.” She bounced on my lap like a kid. I willed my cock to stay calm. Just the thought of her turned me on. I respected Amerie, but that hadn’t stopped me from having some epic jerk off sessions with the thought of her lips on —
“Brady?”
I shook the dirty thoughts out of my head. “Meteor,” That’s what we were talking about, right? “What about it?”
“Do you want to go?”
“Uhm, yeah,” I shrugged. “Sounds good.”
She stood up. “Let’s grab dinner to go and take a nap.” She pulled me up. “I’ll be at your door at four a.m., April.” She pointed at her friend. April rolled her eyes. “You better be up.”
“I’ll be up.” April shooed us away.
Amerie and I grabbed some sandwiches and walked outside into the cold. On a daily basis, November in Maine surpassed the coldest weather I had ever experienced. I’d gone from Florida to Arizona, and now I’d landed here. I was going to freeze my balls off.
Amerie had bought me a proper hat and gloves. She said I wouldn’t survive the winter without them, and she liked having me around. I jammed them on as we hustled back to her place. We ate dinner on her couch, then relaxed. Amerie had her iPad out going over some schoolwork, while I studied my playbook. Around nine p.m., Amerie yawned.
I joined her. We both looked up and laughed.
“You look tired,” She slid across the couch next to me. “Maybe we should take a nap. Might make it easier to wake up so early.”
“Sounds good to me.” I hadn’t stayed the night with Amerie yet. I was ready to lounge back on the couch when Amerie reached a hand out. Without a word, I took it and followed her into her room. She pulled her sweater over her head. She wore a long sleeve t-shirt and black leggings.
“I’ll be back.” She disappeared into the bathroom. I pulled off my sweater and slid my jeans off, leaving on the thermal pants I’d worn underneath. I pulled off my socks. My cock hardened at the thought of sliding into her bed. I reminded it to chill. We were taking a nap. When the bathroom door opened, I was still arguing with myself. Amerie had taken off her leggings. She’d removed her bra, too. I could see her nipples through the long sleeve t-shirt as the light from the bathroom illuminated her body.
She shut off the bathroom light, pushed her hair behind her ears, and walked toward me. She pinched the thermal pants and they snapped against my leg.
“Sexy.” She giggled. I grunted and grabbed her, throwing her onto the bed, and she squealed as I tickled her. “Stop, no.”
“Say you’re sorry for making fun of me.”
“Okay,” She pushed at my arms. “I’m sorry.”
I lifted my hand and she flinched. Gently, I ran my hand through her hair. She groaned and leaned up and kissed me. I rolled her onto her back and kissed her. I cupped her tits and pressed my tongue in her mouth. She maneuvered under me and spread her legs. Her body beneath mine fit better than the damn long johns. I caressed her cheek and continued kissing her. She moaned as I touched her all over, up and down her body.
My cock stiffened and I knew she felt it. She wrapped her legs around my waist and rocked into me. I reached down and snaked my hands under her t-shirt and between those beautiful thighs. My hand slid up and touched her pussy with the lightest of touches. Her legs spread further and I groaned as her folds opened and I felt her wet warmth.
“Wait,” In an instant, it was gone as she pushed my hand away and sat up. “I’m sorry.”
