Falling - Jack Grealish Story

Twelve

England;
Training at its finest

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"Yeah, so as an admin I want you responsible for the social media pages, I need updates daily, sometimes hourly, it depends on the sessions that they're doing. We need lots of content to engage the football fans" Danielle, one of the media appearance assistants stated, as they passed Alexa a Polaroid camera, as well as a couple Cannon cameras, smiling at her. "I'm sure you'll do great" Danielle smiled, as Alexa nodded her head taking it all in. Of course Mason would secure her a job where he could still check up on her. "They're out on the pitch again running drills if you want to go and test them out" Gareth smiled, as he walked into the foyer, smiling at Alexa. "Oh wait, you're missing something" Gareth smiled, as he passed Alexa a black England coat. "Need to look the part don't you" he smiled, as Alexa smiled at him, nodding her head, as she slipped the coat on, two cameras hanging from her neck. "Thank you" Alexa smiled, as Gareth nodded at her, before he walked off with some official looking people down to the hallway that was known as the Southgate area, if you ever ended up down there, you was in some form of trouble or bad news, everyone avoided it the best they could.

As Alexa smiled to herself and walked down the steps to go outside to the training pitches, she was met with the 5'9 male who was beginning to etch into her mind.
"Lexi" his accent sounded rough, but her name leaving his lips was something she would listen to forever. "Jack" Alexa whispered, as he smirked at her, pushing her against the wall next to the bushes outside. "You and Chilly then?" Jack smirked, as Alexa shook her head, she found it fascinating that Jacks vocabulary could change, and by that she meant the way he pronounced you, most of the time it was 'ya' but something about him seemed different when he said 'you' almost as if he was trying to cover some form of emotion up. "Not what it looked like earlier" Jack smirked, as his hand ran over her exposed stomach underneath the coat she hadn't long put on. "Jack we can't do this" Alexa whispered, as Jack laughed to himself. "Tell me to stop then bab" Jack smiled, as his fingers danced along the lining of her crop top, deadly close to her boobs, as she sucked in a breath. "See, ya don't want me to stop" Jack smirked, as his face moved closer to hers. "Is he a better kisser than I am?" Jack smirked, as Alexa felt his breath on her lips. "Why does it matter?" Alexa whispered. "Because it does" Jack mumbled, as he tugged on her arm, pulling her around to the ball shed that was conveniently down the pathway.

"Get in" Jack muttered, as he pulled Alexa in, shutting the door behind her, as she looked over his facial features, his eyes dark, almost black, his jaw was clenched, his arms folded over his chest. "Is he better?" Jack muttered, as Alexa stood there, unable to voice any words from her body, but seeing Jack angry was a different person to who she had seen recently. "Tell me" Jack whispered, as he stepped forward in the closed space, it wasn't big enough for two people and all the balls that were in here but it would have to do. "Tell me does he make you wetter than I did?" Jack smirked, his hands undoing her jeans, as his fingers didn't even skim the outside of her pants, just diving straight into her. "Fuck your wet" Jack smirked, as Alexa moaned loud, Jack pushing her back to the door and holding his hand over her mouth. "No, no, quiet else ya won't cum" Jack whispered with a sickly smirk. "Better yet, I'm not moving my fingers till ya tell me I'm better" Jack smirked, and true to his words, his fingers stayed still buried deep in Alexa, as she rocked her hips to try and get some movement, she needed this. "Nah uh" Jack muttered, as he moved her legs open wider, tugging her jeans to her knees, holding her in place, before his hand rested on her throat, squeezing jr slightly. "You a slut for Chilly?" Jack smirked an eyebrow raised. "Or do I make ya this wet?" Jack continued, as Alexa sucked in a breath as Jack squeezed her throat tighter. "Cmon baby, tell me" Jack whispered. "You make me wet" Alexa whispered, as Jack smirked, and moved his fingers in and out of her slowly, Alexa hearing the sound of how wet she was, knowing that he had done this, it wasn't Ben who had done this. "Tell me again doll" Jack whispered, as he slowed his movements, looking into her eyes, as he turned her face to him with his hand, his fingers holding her chin, ensuring she didn't break the contact. "It's you Jack" Alexa mumbled. "Louder baby" Jack whispered, as he thrusted his fingers in harder, making her moan, and her legs shake, wanting to fall to the ground and she hadn't even climaxed yet. "Fuck it's you Jack, you're the reason I'm a slut" Alexa shouted, as Jack smirked at her, moving his fingers in and out of her faster as he began to lick at her neck, nipping at it with his teeth, pulling on her skin. "But please don't mark me" Alexa whispered, as Jack smirked to himself, that's just what he was going to to do.
Jack pulled down Alexa's crop top, or more like a boob tube, exposing her bra and her breast, as he bit into her right one, sucking over the skin, forming a dark purple mark. "I'll mark ya if I wanna" Jack smirked, as he continued moving his fingers in and out of her, her walls clenching around them. "Cmon then baby, let it go" Jack whispered, as Alexa climaxed around his fingers, biting her lips to muffle her moans, knowing they were out in the open. "That's it baby girl" Jack whispered, as he held his fingers to Alexa's mouth, raising an eyebrow at her, as she took them into her mouth. "Fuck me" Jack muttered, as he ran his other hand through his hair. "Ya mine, not Chillys" Jack muttered, but as Alexa pulled her jeans back up, catching her breath, she was alone again, almost like he was never there, once again.