Jayson P.O.V.
Fuck! I want more of her. I licked my lips, walking away from her. I had to come back here because my father called me to tell me my coach was looking for me.
If I didn't come to today's practice, I could be sitting on the bench. But, I didn't want that to happen because I worked all my life getting this far to play for this football team to help me get into the University of Notre Dame, one of the top best football teams in America.
But then again, I wanted to go back to her and bend her over the car, and well, if I finished the words in my head, I knew I would march back there and fuck her brains out. But I knew if I didn't calm down, I couldn't run around, and I could not go to practice with a fucking hard-on.
A few Seconds Later...