Body Checked By My Straight Captain Chapter 03
My heart pounds so hard I’m sure everyone can hear it.
I stay frozen in Connor’s lap, his arms wrapped around my waist.
It doesn’t mean anything. I know it doesn’t. He’s probably dreaming about practice. A game. Anything.
Then the bus hits another rough patch.
My body rocks against his. Heat shoots through me.
I bite my lip to keep quiet. Another bump.
Every jolt pushes me against the hard warmth beneath me.
My face burns. I really should move away from him.
Instead, I start waiting for the next bump.
The bus rocks. Then, without thinking, I press myself back against Connor’s thigh as I move.
At the same time, I press my palm against my own hardness. Pleasure tears through me.
Oh God.
I glance down the aisle. Most of the guys are asleep, and no one has looked back here at all.
Connor’s breathing stays slow behind me.
He’ll never know.
The road smooths out.
My body stops moving.
For one unbearable second, I sit completely still.
Then I shift my hips anyway. Just a little.
I grind myself against him while pressing down on myself with my palm.
Connor’s hardness drags beneath me and another hot pulse shoots through me.
I do it again. This time, on purpose.
My face is burning, but I don’t care anymore.
For a few seconds, there is no team. No secret.
Just Connor beneath me.
I tell myself I’m only testing it, but that’s a lie.
I want to feel him.
Movement catches my eye. Jace stirs two rows ahead.
His head lifts.
My heart stops.
Did he see me?
Then something warm slides over my thigh. Fingers tighten.
I look down.
Connor’s hand is gripping my leg.Â