Riggins

Chapter Seven

A month had gone by and with football season at its height I didn't get to see Tim as much as I would like. Most of the time it was after practice when he wanted to cuddle up or during a game when I watched him conquer the field. I was honestly a horrible girlfriend because I still wasn't fully sure what a fullback did, but main did he look good.

We also hadn't had sex. I wasn't complaining to much. I think I made it longer than any girl has with Tim. But honestly I wanted it. He had a way of getting right under my skin. Every time we tried though, something happened. I was starting to believe the world didn't want us too.

"Ah," he groaned catching my attention.

"What is it?" I stood up from his bed as he entered the room.

He turned to show me his bruised shoulder blade.

I gasped and leaned over softly kissing it.

"Don't you guy where big pads?"

"Yes, it stops the blow, but if it's a good enough hit we can still bruise," he groaned moving to sit on his bed.

"I don't like it," I mumbled going to stand in front of him.

He laughed lightly, "are you ever going to get use to it?"

"Nope, I don't like you hurt," I reached down and moved his hair behind his ear.

He gripped my thighs and pulled me down to straddle his lap. I could see him wince a little as he did.

"Baby, please don't over work it. Just lay down, I'll get you some ice okay?" I cupped his cheeks and he nodded after a minute.

I got up and walked to his kitchen. His house was starting to look a little cleaner. I think he was trying to impress me, but his brother would still leave bottles around. One day I was going to get to him enough he'd stop the gross habit.

I grabbed some ice wrapping it in a rag and took one of my hair bands tying it together. I walked back to the room seeing him laying on his stomach.

He grinned as I walked in.

"What?" I blushed.

"I really like those shorts and from this angle they're even better," he winked.

I looked down blushing even deeper. I was wearing some old gym shorts that were a little to small after my body change this summer, but they were so comfy and great in the Texas heat.

I walked over and sat next to Tim and placing the ice on his shoulder blade softly. He groaned and begin to relax.

I thought came into my head and I couldn't help but grin.

"How about a massage?"

He looked at me confused. "You're going to give me a massage?"

"Yeah, you deserve it. You've been doing pretty in school," he interrupted me.

"Thanks to a super cute tutor."

I laughed and straddled his legs.

"And you've been working so hard at football."

"So I get a massage?"

"Yes you do," I grinned. Then fear struck. I've never given anyone a massage. What if I'm horrible at it? I don't want to hurt him.

I shook the fear off and decided I may as well just do it. Knowing Tim he'd tell me right away when he didn't like it.

I leaned down and kissed his other shoulder blade and started to massage up near his shoulders and neck.

"Oh yes," he almost moaned.

I could feel how tense he was. I started to need a little harder to make him relaxed. His body started to listen to me so I moved down to the middle of his back. I rubbed it firmly reaching his sides.

"That's really good Rae," this time I know he moaned. And I loved the sound of it.

I moved down to rub right above his bum. It was super tense down there and I started to need deeper. I could feel him shift underneath me and I heard a deeper moan than before.

"Rae, that feels really good, but if you don't stop you're going to have something else to massage," he groaned.

My eyes shut up to him. Something else? What if I was horrible at that? Wait I'm I considering it? Yes, yes I am. Get brave Rae.

I mumbled quietly, "I could do that."

I felt him move and I shuffled off of him. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"What was that?"

"I could help," I said a little louder.

"Rae, please don't tease me," he moved closer to me.

"I'm not. I want to help," I placed my hands on his shoulders and he pulled me back into his lap moving up his bed to rest his back against the wall.

"Baby, don't hurt your shoulder," I said still being worried.

"Fuck my shoulder, you just agreed to touch my dick."

I blushed deep looking away.

"Hey," he kissed my cheek, "hey you can take it back if you want," he kissed my cheek again.

I shook my head fast. I wasn't taking it back. I wanted this.

I scooted back a little bit and pulled the waist band of his sweatpants down until his cock popped out. He wasn't kidding when he moaned at my massage he was already hard and I bit my lip looking at his size.

"It's not that big baby," he placed his hands on my hips.

"It is to me," I breathed looking at it.

"Well I'm glad you think so because it's all for you."

I looked at him and couldn't help but grin. He was all mine. Every inch of him. This beautiful guy I was unraveling everyday was mine. I didn't to show him what he meant to me.

I reached down and cupped my hand around his cock and his eyes shut tight.

"Holy fuck, your hand is soft," he moaned lightly.

I bit my lip and started to pump him slowly making sure to move my hand all the way down. He threw his head back on the wall and gripped my hips tight. I took the opportunity and started to kiss his neck as I moved faster. He moaned at my touch getting a little louder. I kissed along his collar bone slowly and I could feel his chest rising fast. I felt powerful. I was pleasing him.

"That feels so good Rae," he moaned my name deep and I could feel myself getting wet at the sight.

I leaned up and kissed below his ear.

"Fuck," he groaned and bucked his hips into my hand.

"I'm gonna cum baby," he moaned into my hair.

"Do it for me," I whispered in his ear and before I knew it I could feel it running down my hand.

I kissed his neck again and a deep throaty moan escaped his lips. I sat up and looked at my hand which was covered in his cum slowly with his chest and part of my shirt.

I looked at him and he grinned.

"I guess you'll have to clean yourself up," he winked and laughed.

His eyes shot open as I did the one thing he didn't expect. I put my hand up to my mouth and licked the back of it and swallowed.

"Oh my god."

"Salty," I laughed.