One of his hands tugged on my top, untucking it from my skirt, then slid up my side. I groaned and attacked his clothes. We stripped each other down, our kisses growing more and more heated. With our naked bodies pressed together, I could feel his hard cock pressed against me, and I rocked my hips into him, making him growl.
“The tub,” he muttered, pulling away from the kiss for a few seconds. “The water will get cold. Should we get in the tub?”
I nodded absently. He’d dragged me over to the tub before I realized what was happening, and I was pulled out of the haze of lust by the feel of hot water on my skin. It burned for a second, and then it just felt good. The tub was pretty big, so it would fit the both of us getting inside. Howard pulled me in with him, sitting down and having me straddle his lap. I gasped, feeling his cock nudge at my clit in this position, and I rolled my hips.
He growled. “If you keep moving like that, I won’t be able to last.”
“I’ve never done this in the bath before,” I admitted.
He kissed me, letting out a hum. “I’ve fucked you in my shower a few times, though.”
“You know that’s not what I mean. This is going to get messy.”
He bit down on my lip, hard enough for me to feel the sting, then pulled back and smirked. “Be as messy as you want, Zoe. I’ll clean up afterwards.”
I felt his hands on my hips, then circling around to grab my ass cheeks as he pressed me closer to his body. He shifted beneath me, angling his hips. The head of his cock nudged at my entrance, and I slid down, taking him inside me. Howard leaned back, keeping his hold on me. I moved, rising up then sliding back down, taking him into me over and over. Howard guided my thrusts, but neither of us was in a hurry. I ground my hips against his, moaning as I pressed my forehead to his.
Howard kissed my neck, his lips moving down to my chest. I arched my back, watching him through half lidded eyes as his lips wrapped around one of my nipples and sucked. A litany of moans and pleasureds sighs fell from my mouth, along with the sloshing of water the sound bounced off the tiles, echoing in the room. I held onto the side of the bath as I moved my hips.
“You look beautiful like this, Zoe,” Howard murmured, placing a kiss between my breasts.
Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and rolled my hips against his. His own arm held me by the waist, and I gasped when he rocked his hips up to meet mine. He picked up the pace, and I couldn’t help but follow. I could feel the pleasure coiling low in my abdomen. Howard’s hands tightened on my hips as he fucked me harder and faster, the water growing turbulent around us, and I cried out as my walls convulsed around his cock. I came, body shuddering in his arms, and Howard grunted into my neck as he hit climax right behind me, filling me up with his come.
Afterwards, I slumped against him, head rested on his shoulder as I caught my breath. I saw the water that had poured onto the floor, and chuckled, but quickly cut it off in a groan when I felt his cock rubbing against my insides.
“You better remember to clean this bathroom.”
He chuckled, holding me tight against his chest. “Don’t worry, I won’t forget.”
Chapter Eight
Zoe
I was just about to pick up my cell to call Howard, when I thought him being the one who changed our arrangement. He claimed that he wanted us to go on a date. Now, we had and we were getting close, he’d disappeared.
Part of me was curious and wanted to know, why? The other part was pissed for falling for him. Either way, it was irritating. At first, I didn’t know what to think of it, but I decided quickly enough that I didn’t like it.
Right after morning practice, the guys were allowed to roam the facilities and do as they pleased. They could even leave, as long as they were back in time for practice in the afternoon. Dad and the rest of the staff had gone off somewhere to discuss the morning practice and make plans for the afternoon. With him out of the way, I tried to go
ahead and talk to Howard, who was standing in for one of our missing players, but every time he noticed me getting close, he would move away. He kept doing it up until Dad showed up, and I couldn’t force the issue.
“Hey, are you okay?”
I looked up and smiled wanly at Ted. He’d been on the team for three years, and I was there when he got drafted. I wasn’t as close to him as I was with some of the others, but he was a good guy. He showed me respect for my knowledge and passion in football, a lot more than my own dad showed me, so I liked him. Also, because he’d met me as an adult, he didn’t sometimes treat me like a kid like some of the guys.
“Sorry, what was that?”
“You just look a little... I don’t know, down? Did something happen?”
I glanced around the room, and I pouted when I noticed Howard had disappeared again.
“I’m just a little irritated, Ted, don’t worry about it. Anyway, it’s about lunch, so you guys should go eat. Because it’s the first official practice, they made quite a spread for you. I’ll go get something to eat outside.”
“If you say so.”
There was no way I could stick around. If Howard kept avoiding me, it would only make me even angrier. I didn’t actually plan to leave, though. They made lunch for the guys at the facility, and the staff got lunch in a separate room. Even though I technically didn’t count as staff, I usually ate with them. I didn’t feel like eating today, though, so I just grabbed some fruit and found an empty room to sit down and stew.
What the fuck is Howard’s problem?
I pulled my phone from my pocket and thought about texting him, but he shouldn’t have his phone on him. Then I put my phone away with a growl at myself.
Why do I have to be the one to look for him?
So, what if he was avoiding me? I didn’t think I’d done anything to deserve it. If he wasn’t going to explain it, then I was just going to leave it at that.
“Ow.”
I pressed a hand to my chest, more surprised than hurt by the sudden squeeze inside my chest. For some reason, Howard didn’t want to see me. I didn’t know, but maybe I really did do something and I just didn’t know it? If there was anything, it would have to be the weekend he spent at my place, but I didn’t remember anything.