Anticipation (Urban) Book 3 | The Sideline Series

Chapter 2

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Sincere

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I dug my finger nails into the satin sheets of the hotel bed, feeling the dances of ecstasy running through my body as Trey pushed in and out of me. "T-Trey," I moaned throwing my head back against the head board, that was beating up against the wall. He slowly pulled out of me completely. "Say my name louder," He demanded teasing me by rubbing the head of himself against my cl*t.

I shook my head, quickly. "Put it back in. Please," I begged wrapping my legs around his waist. I swear he pushed in as hard as he could, causing me to scream out his name just like he wanted. He laughed at me begging for more of him as he continued to pound into me, preparing ourselves for the amazing climaxes we were about to reach. 

I held my breath, biting on to my bottom lip. I tried holding in my loud screams and moans, so I wouldn't wake up Dawn, Charmaine and Hazel who were sleeping peacefully in the other bedrooms in the suite. "Oh fuck," I screeched bringing my hands up to Trey's back, where I scratched deep mounds. "Fuck," He moaned picking up his pace.

I let out a loud scream as the two of us came. Trey rolled off of me and laid back on the bed next to me, pulling the condom off of himself. I laid back against my sturdy pillows, just trying to catch my breath from that amazing sex. I sat up in the bed, pulling the sheets around my body before standing up to walk into the bathroom. I closed the door behind myself and dropped the sheets on the ground. 

I brushed my teeth and hopped into the shower, just feeling dirty from the sweat being exchanged during sex and that wild after party we were at tonight. I scrubbed my body down, just going into deep thought about tonight after the game. Did Coach Corbin will expect me to stay away from Trey when I've known him well before I even met Coach Corbin?

Trey and I have known each other for four years, not on a sexual level, but on an extremely good friend type of level. We connected when we first met and we always have, so I wasn't a distraction for Trey. I was always helping him when it came to career, so therefore I'm going to practice tomorrow with Trey. I don't give a damn about Coach Corbin.

I climbed out of the shower a few minutes later and wrapped one of the all white hotel towels around my body after drying off. I stepped into the dark hotel room, just searching for something to wear when I spotted Trey's jersey lying in the floor that I had on tonight. I slipped it over my head and climbed back into bed with Trey, who was almost asleep. Without saying anything he wrapped his arms around me and I did the same to him.

I bought his hand up to my face and kissed it. "Trey?" I whispered looking out into the darkness of our room. "Hmm?" I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was about to fall asleep any minute now so I didn't bother trying to talk to him. "Um...never mind," I replied. I sighed and closed my eyes. It was too late for him to be talking about drama between me and his Coach, plus I didn't want it to be a burden on him. He needed to be looking forward to his practice tomorrow, not worrying about me.

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"What the hell is wrong with y'all!?" Coach Corbin yelled to his team, who looked like they all could have died since their practice had been running for the past few hours. He slammed his clip board on the ground and yelled for them all to line up along one side of the court. "To close out an awful practice, we'll do my favorite. SUICIDES!" He yelled. "Y'all know what to do, free throw line, come back, mid-court, come back, touch the opposite free throw line and come back. 20 times!"

I couldn't help but laugh as they all groaned and mumbled all kinds of stuff about Coach Corbin. Trey glanced back at me and shook his head, trying to get me to stop laughing but Coach Corbin turned around and looked at me, his looking hushing my laughter. "Since you think it's so funny Miss. Cole, I'm sure you wouldn't mind running with them. Now would you?" He asked walking towards me.