Chapter:9

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I watched from the stands as my boyfriend played football. My parents hate him, he doesn't know why, I don't either. They don't understand how he makes me happy. It was senior year. My high school team on a bi week not playing tonight. So I decided to come to Mason's high school football game. They're actually better than my high school team.

Before the game he gave me one of his jerseys, and a hoodie in case I got cold. I then sat down on the bleachers where he could see me. He gave a short whistle, calling me over. "Looks nice on you sunshine." He said. "Thank you babe." I said to him. He reached up to kiss me. "Crosson. Field now." "See ya after the game. Hold onto my truck keys for me." He said before going out onto the field to play.

I took my seat once more pulling his truck keys out of my pocket to mess with the fidget cube on the ring. While he was sitting out we both sat texting each other until halftime. After halftime he was out playing because the other had gotten taken out in an accident. When the game was over I sat up on the hood knowing he'd be slightly irate but won't be.

I spotted him walking towards his truck. "The hood again sunshine?" He asked as he got closer. "My feet hurt from standing." I said. He kissed me before lifting me up off the hood. "You looked cute sitting there though." He said. I kissed him. "Thank you babe." I said. He set me on the ground. "Did you get cold?" He asked. "It's not that cold out." I told him.

"Would you keep it safe for me?" He asked. "You know I'll keep this hoodie safe from any fangirl." I told him. "Now you know I need my away jersey next week." He said. "I know. Would you like it now or when I see you next week?" I asked. "Preferably before the game." He answered. "Anyone around?" I asked. He looked around before confirming that no one was around. I set the hoodie over the door before taking the jersey off and putting the hoodie on over my bra and torso.

He had wide eyes. "What?" I asked. "I hope none of my buddies saw that." He said. "You wish you saw more than my bra." I said. "Don't start." He said. "Jersey." I said handing it over. "I would invite you to the after game bonfire, but I don't want anyone looking at my beautiful girl." He said. I chuckled. "If I told you I had a tee shirt in my truck could you drive me to it?" I asked. "You know I will sunshine."






I woke up next to Mason. I was able to crawl from his arms and find something that kept me warm since it was given to me. I went to make breakfast in my underwear and the oversized hoodie. A set of hands grasped my hips gently yet firmly. "I've been looking for that." Mason said. "It's been in my closet since you let me have it." I told him. He kissed my cheek.

"Would you make an agreement with me?" He asked. "Hm?" I asked. "If we get along with each other's company, do you think we could go another step?" He asked. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I know you've gotten along with several of my buddies and I've gotten along with certain ones of yours, if we can get along with each other's friends like we used to..." He stopped.

"Sunshine. I love you more than anyone could imagine even your parents." He said. "I love you too, babe. There's no way anyone could separate us from each other no matter what happens." I said. He kissed my cheek. His hands touched the front of my underwear. His thumbs hooked into the front. Him kissing me distracted me from what I was doing.

He reached one hand up. I heard a click before he spun me around and picked me up setting me on the counter next to the stovetop. His hands jerked the material of my underwear down. The hoodie covering my area. I grasped his hair and neck pulling him closer to me. His fingers brushed down there itching to give me pleasure.

I continued the assault on his mouth as he moved his fingers inside. He pulled away. "Think we need to stop?" He asked. "As long as anyone can see in, yes." I answered. He kissed me once more before letting me down my underwear in his hand as he walked towards the stairs leading to my bedroom. Oh he's playing one of his games. Everything on me is covered he can try to do it in the morning but all he's going to get is blue balls.

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