Chapter 2

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Tegan had packed light. I saw a duffel bag with a pair of black and white sneakers on top of it in the corner, and that was it. There were a few toiletries in the bathroom, but nothing else. When we got back to the room, she quickly went to brush her teeth so she didn't have any burger bits in her teeth, and I might have checked out the sneakers. Yeah, Air Jordan 1 retro with a #1 in sharpie written on the sole. Considering she wore #1 on her jersey, that wasn't a shock to see.

But when she came out of the bathroom, completely naked, that was a shock to see. "Naked! Now! I want my dessert!" she commanded as she stood in front of me, her hands on her hips while my eyes were at a perfect height to see her firm breasts. Damn, did those look tasty! "Are you going to join me, or should I start without you?"

"Oh, fuck no!" I replied, standing up and starting to quickly shed my clothes. "You're all mine tonight!"

It didn't take long for me to strip, one of the benefits of the warm Florida weather was that clothes were light, and in under thirty seconds I was standing bare before her. She looked me over with an appreciative eye and then gave me a brilliant smile. "We're going to have so much fun!"

I took a step forward, snaking my arms around her waist. I knew she was tall, the media guide for NC State has her at 6'1", but I was looking down at her by about an inch. Either they were lying in the guide, or I'd grown since my last doctor's appointment, because I was supposed to be 6'1" too. "What can I do for you Tee?"

She frowned for a moment, then spoke up. "Okay, don't leave any marks, I'm not out at home and it would be awkward. And no asking personal questions, this is just us in the here and now, okay?"

I could understand that. She wouldn't want anything showing in her jersey either! I knew what this was, even if I'd like it to be more. But who knows, right? People have been married after meeting in stranger ways. "Got it. Am I allowed to compliment your ass?" I reached down and gripped her two cheeks and made her gasp in surprise.

"Only if I can do the same about your tits. Has anyone ever told you that you have porn star boobs? These are spectacular!" She leaned back, sliding her hands up and gripped each of my breasts in her hands, feeling the weight of them before growling. "Fuck, am I going to suck on these all night!"

With a surge of confidence, I flipped her over, landing on top of her in the bed and grinning down at her. "I have a feeling we'll be doing a lot of everything all night!"

And I was only partially right about that. It turned out that we did a lot of everything for the next two nights, only taking breaks to go get food to bring back before getting right back between the sheets, or in the shower, or on the floor, or the little couch. Have you ever seen those documentaries where they go into a hotel with a black light, and you freak out? Yeah, they probably didn't want to do that after we were done. It would have been a damned mess.

On the third day, I woke up groggy to Tegan racing around the room, her little duffel at the foot of the bed as she scrambled to find all the clothes that we'd scattered about. Mine were easy, they were in the chair in the corner because I never had a chance to get a change back at home, but hers had been scattered all over. She liked it when I stripped her and then tossed them hither and yon in the room, I guess.

"Do you need any help?" I asked as I sat up in bed, the sheets pooling down at my waist. She may have had a no mark rule, but she'd certainly marked me up quite a bit, which I was more than happy to remember her by.

"Yeah, cover those up!" she pointed at my breasts. "If I keep seeing them, I won't get out of here, and I have a flight that I'll be lucky to make already!"

With a laugh, I pulled the sheets up, watching her stumble around while getting dressed and stuffing other things into her bag. I knew that this was going to end, but I was hoping for another day. I mean, it had been an amazing two days, and I could still taste her on my lips from the last time we'd finished each other off. I wanted more. But I would settle for great memories instead.

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