*Disclaimer: Sexual Content*
Time was winding down on the clock as the Ravens struggled to regain their lead. The boys were getting tired, and Nathan and Lucas weren't gelling like they normally do.
I could hear Mouth from where I was standing with the cheerleaders. "Well, ladies and gentlemen, it all comes down to this. There is one minute left in the championship game and our Tree Hill Ravens need a basket to tie, and three points to win the game. Let's hope that our star shooting guards Nathan and Lucas Scott are able to get their game back for the final sixty seconds."
I stood among my three best friends, Haley, Peyton, and Brooke, leading the crowded gym in a spirit cheer for the Ravens. I love cheerleading, and I have my whole life. I've been a part of this squad since I was a freshman at Tree Hill High, and the girls have become my family.
Oh, and did I mention that my boyfriend is the star shooting guard?
I smiled as I watched him in the huddle. I couldn't hear everything, but I watched Nathan's face change when Whitey started talking, no doubt saying something about how it was his last shot at a state championship and this team is the one that can get him one. The fire had returned to his eyes, and he was determined to win.
"Uh-oh, did you see that look in Nathan's eyes? The other team had better watch their backs," Brooke commented, nudging me.
"I'm just so nervous for Nathan. He and Whitey both want this so badly, and if they lose, he'll be crushed. It's important to him."
The other team had possession of the ball. Their point guard brought the ball slowly up the court, trying to run the clock down. They passed the ball around for a while, giving our boys less of a chance to score. The cheerleaders led a defense cheer, but I was focused on the court while I was cheering.
"Back pocket, Nathan!" I yelled, but he had already seen the opportunity and speared through his opponent's dribble, stealing the ball and taking it down the court. But his man caught up to him and blocked him from taking the ball into the paint, so he kicked it back out to Skills, making a hard cut inside with ten seconds left on the clock.
"It's now or never, folks," I heard Mouth say. "The Ravens need to make a move."
Skills passed it to Nathan in the paint, but he was double-teamed on the basket side. He went up, and I gasped along with the rest of the crowd as he took a shot. But it wasn't a shot... At the last second, he lobbed the ball outside the three-point line to Lucas, who was standing open. Lucas took the shot just as the buzzer sounded, and the gym went completely silent as everyone watched the ball in seemingly slow motion. My stomach muscles were clenched with nerves, and I stopped breathing.
As the ball fell through the net, the crowd erupted into cheers, and the cheerleaders were a bundle of yelling and jumping and pom-poms everywhere. Lucas dropped to his knees, the team swarming him and Nathan, passing the trophy to them in the center. The look on Nathan's face was like nothing I'd ever seen before. I'd never seen him look so happy, so complete. My only regret was that I wasn't the thing that gave him that look. Nevertheless, I was so extremely happy for him and I wanted him to enjoy his victory, because he'd worked his whole life for this. He deserved an uninterrupted moment in the spotlight.
The crowd was finally able to rush the floor, and a mob of students as well as the cheerleaders filled the court, causing me to lose sight of Nathan. I found Skills and Lucas, giving them hugs and telling them congratulations on their big win.
"I think you deserve a congrats too," Lucas added. "I mean, you were successful in cheering us on to victory. I think you gave us the edge we needed to win."
I rolled my eyes and elbowed him. "Thanks, Luke. But for real, thank you guys for supporting the cheer squad. I know a lot of basketball teams don't appreciate their cheerleaders and don't want them around, but I'm glad you guys do. It means a lot to us that you guys love us."
"Aw, yeah dog," Skills laughed. "We all about them cheerleaders. You know."
"Yeah, but one of those cheerleaders is my cheerleader," I heard a familiar voice from behind me, and I spun around as quickly as I could to congratulate its owner.
"Nathan!" I squealed as I jumped into his arms, wrapping my arms around his neck. His arms grabbed hold of my torso and spun me around before setting me back on my feet. "Congratulations, Nathan. No one deserved this win more than you did."
Not caring who was watching, I kissed him hard. It was a congratulations kiss; one that said "I'm proud of you, and I'm proud to call you mine." He kissed me back passionately.
"Don't shower in the locker room," I whispered in his ear when we detached our lips. "We can do that at home." I pulled away slowly, resting my hands on his shoulders. His eyes had that same glow that they had earlier, and it made me bite my lip to keep from grinning. "Brooke, Peyton, and Haley are going to drive me home, but I'll see you there. Hopefully very soon." I tried to look sexy as I brushed his cheek with my hand, walking away just as Mouth approached him for an interview. I winked back at him as I retreated, and he flashed me his signature sexy smirk.
This was going to be fun.
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I was waiting for Nathan in the living room when he opened the front door to our apartment. As soon as he had stepped foot inside, I ran to him and crashed my lips onto his. He dropped his duffel bag to the floor and kicked the door shut behind him, turning us around and pinning me to the inside of our front door. His hands were on either side of my head and my fingers brushed through his hair and down his dress-shirt clad chest, hooking into his belt and using it as leverage to pull him into me. I could already feel his arousal and it made me smirk into the kiss.
"This is getting pretty hot," I breathed, pressing another kiss to his lips. "Kinda like you were out there tonight."
"When you say 'hot,' are you referring to my game or my devilish good looks?" he joked.
"Well, why don't you come find out?" I placed a quick peck on his cheek before ducking under one of his arms and running for the stairs.
By the time he caught up to me, I had already stripped my cheer top and skirt onto the bathroom floor. When he saw me from the doorway, his eyes scanned my body before coming to rest on my face. I approached him and slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt, never breaking eye contact as I slid it off of his broad shoulders and threw it next to my uniform. I kissed him again, my hands traveling all over his body, our breathing audible and our hot breath mixing in the small space between us. I could feel the heat radiating off of his body.
"Tell you what," I said, backing away from him. "I'll share my shower with you if you promise to wash my hair for me."
His playful smile returned. "Wait, you want to negotiate our shower after our win tonight? I thought this was my prize," he took my hand and kissed the back of it, working his way up my arm to that super-secret place on my collar bone that he always managed to find. "Plus," he added, "I have a feeling you'll let me shower with you anyway, even if I say no."
I sighed and closed my eyes, feeling his lips and his tongue move from my collar bone to my neck. I tilted my head back, giving him better access and he took advantage of it. His arms snaked around me and found the clasp to my bra, unhooking it and pulling the straps down before flicking it down to the floor with the rest of our clothes.
"Unfortunately, I think you're right about that, Nathan Scott," I breathed, his lips causing heat to pool in my lower body.
"Lucky for you, I might just agree to it anyway," he said, a playful and loving look in his eyes.
"Well, I don't think you're going to be showering with all of those clothes on, so you might want to fix that," I suggested, pulling my underwear down my legs and stepping into the shower. I turned the water on and fixed the knob so the water was a warm, soothing temperature. I had closed the semi-transparent shower door, but I could see the outline of Nathan's body ridding himself of his pants and compression shorts.
I closed my eyes, allowing the hot water to calm my nerves. No matter how many times Nathan and I were together, I could never shake the butterflies in my stomach whenever he looked at me in that certain way that he does. I heard the door slide open and Nathan's footsteps behind me as he stepped into the shower, a cool draft following him in before he slid the door closed again.
His bare hands touched my naked flesh, and I smiled at the feel of him. I slowly turned around in his arms and opened my eyes, looking into his blue ones.
"You really did play an amazing game tonight," I complimented him, pressing a kiss to his chest. "Two thoughts kept replaying in my mind. The first was that I don't know how I could get so lucky."
He leaned down and kissed me. "It helps that you're hot," he teased. "What's the second thing?"
My hands traveled down his chest and across his stomach, touching his defined abdominal muscles. "How much longer before I get to take that super hot shooting guard home with me?"
Nathan flashed me his sexy smirk, slanting his lips over mine and running his tongue along the seam of my lips until I parted them for him. I pressed my soft body into Nathan's hard one, molding myself to him and feeling a certain part of his anatomy against my stomach. Our kiss was intense and loving and passionate all at once. We'd had sex before, but never in the shower, although Nathan had always wanted to try it out. I could tell that his excitement from the game plus this fantasy were driving his hormones crazier than normal.
When we broke for air, Nathan bent his head and attached his lips to my neck, kissing down my neck and collar bone before attaching his lips to one of my breasts. His wickedly talented tongue swirled around the sensitive bud while his hand worked my other breast, enhancing my pleasure and eliciting a moan from my throat. As he continued his ministrations with his tongue, his hand found my core and his middle finger worked the sensitive bundle of nerves gently.
His slow, leisurely pace was exquisite and wonderful, but altogether frustrating. I wanted and needed more from him.
"Nathan, faster," I ordered, my eyes slipping shut.
"Patience," he chuckled, moving his lips back to mine in a sizzling kiss and removing his hand from my lower body.
I groaned at the loss of contact and I could feel him smirk into our kiss. I turned us around so his body was finally under the running water of the shower and silently patted myself on the back. The hot water running down his muscled body left glistening trails and beads all over his skin. My hands reached for him again, running my fingers through his wet hair and down his body. When I reached my destination, I gently wrapped my fingers around his length, drawing a gasp of air from Nathan followed by a deep moan.
I watched his face carefully, wanting to see every facial expression, not wanting to miss a single eyebrow twitch or jaw clench. I wanted to make sure I didn't miss a single thing. I attached my lips to his neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses down his chest and stomach before wrapping my lips around the tip of him.
I watched his eyes open in surprise, glance down at me, and close again in ecstasy as I did what I could to him. Hardly any time had passed before he was pulling me up and giving me a bruising kiss.
"I want you to trust me, okay?" He looked at me with his lust-darkened eyes.
"Always," I breathed.
"Give me one of your legs," he instructed, and I hitched one leg up so he could grab it. "Okay, now jump so I can grab the other one." I placed my hands on his shoulders for balance as I jumped and he brought his hand underneath my other leg, holding me by the tops of my thighs as I straddled his waist.
"This is going to be interesting," I wiggled my eyebrows at him and allowing a giggle to escape. But my laughter was soon replaced by a gasp as his body joined with mine.
Steam was beginning to feel the bathroom, and I began to wonder if it was from the hot water or our passionate love making that was causing the increase in the air temperature. Our wet lips parted and our tongues danced, our kisses becoming more and more needy as our bodies continued to grind and move together. I squeezed my feminine muscles around him on every upstroke, trying to prevent him from exiting me. I could feel his legs begin to quiver, and I knew he was beginning to lose control. His staggering thrusts pushed me over the edge and I came, saying his name over and over like a mantra. "Nathan, Nathan, Nathan..."
A few more thrusts plus a few encouraging words from me whispered into his ear sent him over the edge as well.
"I'm gonna put you down before I collapse, alright?" Nathan said, he breathing ragged. He set me on my feet and I leaned against his body, enjoying the warm water washing over us both.
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