Cocky Striker - Evan Grace Page 0,41

feel my body relax. It doesn’t take long before I’m falling asleep cuddled up to my girl.

I’m having the best dream, or at least I thought it was dream until I realize Laken is between my legs, and my dick is in her mouth. “Oh fuck, baby. God, your mouth feels amazing.”

She moans around my cock as I grip her hair in my hands. I can’t let her go on much longer because I don’t want to come in her mouth. With all the willpower I have, I pull her off of me with a pop. I flip us so I’m on top of her. As I kiss down her stomach I can smell her arousal, and it’s got me ready to blow.

I grab her thighs where they meet her ass and push them back to give me prime access to her pussy. Her taste explodes on my tongue, causing me to moan against her wet, heated flesh as I taste her over and over.

I throw one of her legs over my shoulder and push one, then two fingers inside her tight channel. Laken’s moan is music to my ears. I pin her hips down as I press and rub her G-spot.

Laken’s fingers grip my hair. “Oh God,” she moans as I feel her start to tighten around my digits. I suck her clit into my mouth, and she comes with a sharp cry. My hand is drenched in her arousal.

After pulling my fingers out of her, I lick her pussy until her orgasm is nothing more than aftershocks. I kiss my way up her body and get to fucking my girl.

***

I get done with practice early and go home to work on my marketing project. In the middle of working on it there’s a knock on the door.

I’m hoping it’s Laken, but when I pull the door open it’s Margot. Before I can even say a word she launches herself at me, clinging to me like a spider monkey.

“What the fuck, Margot?” I push her off of me. “Do not do that shit.”

“Oh poo … I just figured you missed me.”

I shake my head. “What gave you that idea, Margot?”

“I want you to take me to the Pi Beta Pi anniversary party. I’ve got the perfect dress and we’d look so hot together.” She flicks her blonde hair over her shoulder and bats her eyelashes at me.

I swear she is such a cliché; the good-looking mean girl, but I don’t care because it’s a tiny brunette who has completely overtaken my life...in the best way possible.

I use my body to crowd her out of my door. “Sorry, but I’ve got a date.”

“What?” This needs to end and to end now.

I can’t believe this … fuck my life. Where is Laken when I need her? “Yes, Margot. I’m taking my girlfriend.”

“You told me you don’t date.” She crosses her arms in front of her. It reminds me of the other night when we were FaceTiming with Ava, and Laken had told Ava we had to end the chat so we could do homework. That little doll crossed her arms and threw out some major sass. I had to turn my face away because I was going to laugh.

I focus on what I should be dealing with, Margot. “I didn’t until I met her.”

She turns and stomps down the hall and then disappears down the stairs. I can’t fucking relax after her visit, and Laken is spending some time with Nicole. I decide to go for a run to burn off my frustration.

When I make it back to my place, I do some pushups, sit ups, and pullups. I’ve finally burned the irritation out of me. Before Laken, the girls I slept with all knew the score. Sometimes they would try for more, but I always made it clear that I wasn’t interested in all that.

Margot is the only one who has not given up. I can only hope she doesn’t pull some shit with Laken.

I grab my laptop and set it on my lap, pulling up my project. It doesn’t take long before I’m immersed in my marketing plan. While I’m working on my visual presentation, my FaceTime app starts ringing. I click on the answer button, and Laken’s face appears on my screen.

“Hey, baby. What are you doing?”

“Nothing. Nicole and I just got back from having dinner, and I just wanted to check in.” She smiles at me, and I swear I feel it deep into my soul.

“I’m glad