The Own Goal ✔️

Part 62

The kiss turns frantic and before I really register what we are doing, we are in Jacks room and we haven't even checked that Ben and Layla are ok with Mia.

I'm wearing a simple dress that Jacks hitched up around my waist, he shoves his own shorts and pants down.

He's got me up against the door and I feel him fumble with the lock before his hand is between my legs.

My legs are already weak at his touch, his breath is hot and heavy at my face.
I squeeze his butt cheeks into my hands.

I reach round to grab his erection. "Jaaaaaack" I plead, I just need him.

He roughly grabs my thighs making me whimper, he hoists me up against the door and enters me roughly, I cling to him as he rails me fucking hard against the door, my head is banging against the bloody fire point map, the frame causing a tender spot at the back of my head.
The door is rattling in its frame at the force Jack is pounding me with. I kiss him, chew his lip.....dragging my lips down his chin, feeling his stubble, I kiss and lick at his jawline.......he loses rythym and his legs already start shaking....

"Please tell me ya close....." He begs

"Mmmmmm......." Is all I can manage, I'm not quite as close as him, I feel a hand move around under my bottom.....he presses a finger firmly at my hole, not quite entering but providing another point of friction as he desperately pounds me but tries to hold off his own climax.....
Our kiss is beyond furious, all tongue and teeth and messy and I can taste blood but I've no idea whose bleeding or who bit who. I can feel sweat on his back as I run my hand along his spine.
"I'm close...." I manage into his mouth as my tummy flips and my clit throbs, I feel myself contracting around him and use his shoulders to push myself down onto him.
We come together in an exhaustive climax, Jacks finally legs give way and we slump to the floor.

My eyes open and I see Jack touching his lip, there's actually a noticeable amount of blood on his lip and fingers.

"Shit you ok?" I ask, shocked, not entirely sure what happened.

"Ya bit me, propa bit me hard" he's eyes are huge. I focus on his mouth and his lip is swollen...."

"Fuck, I'm so sorry, I didn't even realise!"

He looks at his hand, the blood mixed with his saliva making it look worse than I hope it actually it.

"Nah, I think it's the hottest fuckin' thing to eva happen to me, think that's why I lost meself so quick!"

-

When we get back downstairs we find Mia asleep on the sofa where Jack had been sitting, her head is on Ben's lap and he's gently twiddling her hair.

He's sitting opposite Kalvin and Luke, all talking amongst themselves quietly to not disturb Mia.

I glance around and see Layla has made herself comfortable with a group of wags who are chatting loudly and laughing over several bottles of wine.

There's another group, a quieter group of players and partners chatting, with children dotted around them either playing quietly or sleeping.

Ben spots us "alright?"

"Yeah sorry we were gone awhile bro"

"Youre alright bro" Ben says softly, still stroking Mia's head.

I watch as Ben and Jack hold eye contact and absolutely know that somehow Jack is telepathically telling Ben "yeah we spoke, then I went an' banged her, thanks for looking after Mia", this is only confirmed by the silent nod and flicker of a smile Ben gives Jack.

Kalvin is staring at Jack too.
"Jack mate, what's happened to your lip?"

Without missing a beat Jack tells his cover story "yanno that step out there that Stonsey an' H 'ave both tripped on" he says with wide innocent eyes.

"Yeah? Noo, you didn't fall too did you?" Kalvins normally smiley face is deadly serious and full of concern. "You ok?"

"Yeah yeah, I stopped me fall like, but obviously I bit me lip"

As the boys start muttering about how bad it is and the hotel needs to sort it before one of them really gets injured, Jack gives me a sly cheeky wink.

-

After an early, healthy breakfast, we are supposed to say our goodbyes so the boys can get on with the first of the days training sessions. Jack walks me and Mia out to his car.

"So there's a meal for everyone, players and families afta every game at Wembley, then wags are allowed back here, but hafta clear off straight afta breakfast. No kids allowed though...." Jack goes over the plans of when they are allowed to see their partners and families for the millionth time.

"I know, your parents will take her back after every game then you'll get a car and driver to take me back to Birmingham to get her and my car everytime" I confirm

"My car" he corrects "drive my car, it's bigger and safer"

He straps Mia into her car seat giving her the biggest hug. "See ya in a couple a day's princess, look afta mommy yeah?"

He returns to me "ya alright yeah? With wot I said an' that?"
I nod, "cos if ya see or hear anythin' that's not ok, that ya not alright with, ya gotta tell me cos there's media people who can deal with stuff ok?" I smile as he kisses me.

"I'll see you Tuesday" I tell him.

"Drive safely, I love ya"

"I love you too"

He steps back as I shut the door and open the window.

"I mean it, drive me car safe ok?" He jokes.

I kiss him again and he winces slightly as I'm too hard on his lip.

"Sorry I hurt you"

"Shut up ya tart!" He starts to walk away and I remember

"Jack wait!!" I rummage in my handbag on the passenger seat as he returns to the open window.

"Wots up?"

I hand him the gift wrapped in white tissue paper.

He gently unwraps it, I watch his face as the emotions flicker across his features. Gratefulness, anticipation, confusion and finally immense happiness.

"You like it?"

"Bloody love it! Really really love it!" He picks up the leather band and turns it in his hands re reading the inscription on the metal bar.

On one side it reads 'daddy I love you' with a small imprint of Mia's fingerprint, a bit like the necklace he bought me when she was little, on the other side it reads 'good luck Euro 2020'.

"I really love it, I'll only take it off for games"

I don't know why I second guessed myself I knew he would love it.

"Jack, there's a little bag in your room, on the dressing table. I know you're supposed to be being super healthy, but just incase, I brought you a few bits you like"

"Wotsits?" He asked hopefully.

God I love him, he's about to play a major football tournament with world class players and he's excited because I've left wotsits in his room.

"And Coco pops" I add just to tip him over the edge.

"I fucking love you Chelsea!" He beams at me.

"I know Jack, I know!"

And I set off, feeling so content and happy I could burst.