Colby
I sprinted across the field, the ball at my feet, as our team clashed with our opponents. The crowd’s roar was deafening, but I tuned it out, focusing on the game. I dodged and weaved, but the opposing team’s defense was relentless. I knew I had to act fast, or risk losing possession.
I spotted Harry making a run down the wing and passed the ball to him. He nodded in acknowledgment and took off, but the opponents were hot on his heels. One of them tackled him, and the ball was ripped from his grasp.
But we didn’t give up. Our team swarmed the opponent, determined to win the ball back. I managed to intercept a pass and took off, the ball at my feet once more. The crowd erupted into cheers as I sprinted towards the goal.
I could hear the commentator’s voice, rising in excitement. “And Colby’s making a run for it! He’s got the ball, and he’s not giving it up!”
I drew closer to the goal, my heart pounding in my chest. With one final burst of speed, I kicked the ball into the net. The stadium exploded into chaos as our fans screamed, “Goal!”
I turned to celebrate with my teammates, grinning from ear to ear. The cheerleaders, including Sally, were dancing and cheering, their pom-poms waving wildly. Sally caught my eye, and I couldn’t help but smile at her radiant smile.
My gaze drifted to my sister, who was beaming with pride. She looked healthier and happier than I’d seen her in months, and my heart swelled with joy. I felt a lump form in my throat as I fought back tears of happiness. This moment, surrounded by the people I loved, was pure perfection.
I stood frozen, my eyes scanning the sea of ecstatic faces. The crowd’s deafening roar still echoed in my ears, and the adrenaline rush of scoring the winning goal coursed through my veins. We’d won 3-2, and it was all thanks to my last-minute score.
As I basked in the glory of our victory, my gaze locked onto Sally. I yearned to sprint towards her, sweep her into my arms, and kiss her senseless. But before I could make a move, my teammates swarmed me, lifting me onto their shoulders and cheering.
I laughed, feeling elated, as I searched for Sally through the chaos. And then, I saw her. She was running towards me in slow motion, her smile radiant, her eyes shining with pride. Time seemed to stand still as she approached, her beauty mesmerizing me.
When she finally reached me, the guys parted, and Sally threw her arms around me, panting. “Congratulations, baby!” she exclaimed.
I grinned, my heart overflowing with emotion. “Thank you so much,” I said, my voice filled with sincerity. “You’re the one who inspired me to win. I kept thinking about you, and I knew I had to make it happen.”
Sally’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “How did I inspire you to win, really?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
I chuckled. “I was thinking, if I don’t win, I might not get a kiss from you.”
Sally’s laughter was music to my ears. “Alright then, you get a kiss,” she said, her eyes shining with mirth.
She held my face, and our lips met in a tender, yet passionate kiss. The crowd around us erupted into cheers and applause, but we were lost in our own little world, basking in the joy of our victory and our love.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, we gathered at my house for a small celebration. The excitement of our win still lingered, and the atmosphere was electric. Sally and I sat together, hands intertwined, as our friends and family congratulated us on our victory.
Jayden came close and sat beside me, raising his glass. “Congratulations, by the way,” he said with a grin.
I turned to him, taking a sip of my drink. “For what?” I asked, feigning innocence.
Jayden chuckled. “For winning the game, and of course, winning Sally’s heart.”
I laughed, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. “Congratulations to you as well,” I said, raising my glass.
Jayden’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “For what?” he asked, his voice laced with amusement.
I smiled, glancing at Sally who sat in front with Yvonne and Allison, talking and laughing. “I heard you won a prize for your hard work, and I also heard you and Allison might be taking things to the next level.”
Jayden’s face lit up with a radiant smile as he rubbed his chin. “Cheers to everything we got,” he said, clinking his glass against mine.
We took a sip of our drinks, savoring the moment. The night was filled with laughter, love, and celebration the perfect ending to an unforgettable day.
As we chatted, our attention drifted to the girls, who were still laughing and chatting animatedly. Sally, Allison, and Yvonne had formed an unlikely trio, and it was heartwarming to see them getting along so well.
Jayden and I exchanged knowing smiles, pleased to see the girls hitting it off. Who would have thought that these three would become fast friends?
I noticed Harry standing alone, nursing a drink, and called out to him. “Hey, Harry!”
He turned, a hint of a smile on his face. “Is that me?” he asked, feigning uncertainty.
I chuckled. “I mean, it’s only you being Harry here. The only guy with A-R-R-Y in his name is Barry over there.” I gestured towards Barry, who was engaged in a lively conversation with some of the other partygoers.
Harry smiled softly, rubbed the back of his head, and walked over to join Jayden and me. I patted the empty seat beside me. “Sit down, man.”
Harry sat, and I asked, “So, how are you doing?”
He looked down, his expression somber. “I’m not doing great. I know I’ve done a lot to you, and I’m deeply sorry.”
I waved it off, smiling. “No need to apologize, Harry. We’ve all got our own problems. It’s water under the bridge. We can still be friends.”
Harry’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really?”
I nodded. “Of course. Just promise me you won’t act weird anymore.”
Harry grinned, relieved. “I promise. I was just out of it. I won’t act weird anymore.”
The three of us clinked our glasses together, smiling, as we watched the girls laughing and chatting in the distance.
I excused myself from the group, my eyes fixed on Sally as she chatted with a guy. I couldn’t help but feel a surge of possessiveness and jealousy. Who was this guy, and why was he talking to my girlfriend?
I strode over to Sally, my heart pounding in my chest. “What are you doing?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light.
Sally started to respond, but I didn’t let her finish. I grasped her hand, feeling a spark of electricity as our skin touched. I led her upstairs, my mind racing with thoughts of what I wanted to do to her.
As soon as we reached the top, I shut the door behind us and placed Sally on the desk. My eyes locked onto hers, and I asked, “Why were you talking to that guy?”
Sally rolled her eyes, a hint of amusement dancing in her gaze. “What do you mean? Am I not supposed to talk to anyone? I have a voice, remember?”
I chuckled, my voice low and husky. “But your voice belongs to me.”
“What?” she chuckled, shaking her head.
I gently grasped Sally’s neck, my lips brushing against hers. Sally didn’t respond, and I whispered, “Open up your lips, Sally.”
She laughed, shaking her head, but I could see the desire simmering beneath her playful exterior. I bit at her bottom lip hard, and Sally’s eyes widened in surprise and pain. As she parted her lips, my mouth claimed hers, our kiss deepening into a passionate, all-consuming embrace.
I pulled back from the kiss, my chest heaving with desire. Sally’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in, trying to catch my lip again. I chuckled, placing my finger against her mouth.
“No more kisses for you,” I teased. “Let me do the kissing.”
Sally’s eyes fluttered closed as I began to kiss her neck, her collarbone, and the sensitive skin along her jawline. My lips whispered sweet nothings against her skin.
“I love you,” I murmured.
“I love you so much,”
“I never want to leave you,”
“You are my forever.”
Sally’s arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer as I continued to shower her with kisses and declarations of love. Her eyes shone with happiness, and I knew in that moment that she felt the same way.
“I love you too,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.
I smiled, my lips still brushing against her skin. “I know,” I said, my voice filled with conviction. “I can feel it.”
Then, I split her legs open causing her eyes to widen and a loud gasp to leave her lips.
“What are you doing?” she asked. “You know people are downstairs right?”
“Who cares?” I scoffed, holding the sides of her jeans waistband. “I’m going to fuck you hard and deep right now, baby, and I don’t give a fuck who hears us!”
“Colby!”
“Yes, baby?”
“You’re crazy.”
“Yeah, baby, for you. Now, let’s take this off, should we? My cock wants what’s underneath…”
“You’re really really really crazy, aren’t you?”
“Only for you, baby, I promise…”
Now, guess who’s mine forever and ever? Yes, my baby, Sally! And with that, we are naked again…
THE END