EroticReverie

Knox Flynn

I stay after practice , offering to help coach put the balls back in the equipment room.

“That’s enough of that” Coach says as he catches me staring at Laney bent over and packing up her gym bag, the last one left of the girls from the cheer squad. 

I just look at him and smirk slightly 

“I mean it. I don’t need you putting your nose in the Wells girls direction” he whispers. 

“She’s not a Wells” I say. 

“She is. She’s that boys girlfriend and will be his wife after graduation. It won’t do you any good to go messing around or looking at her like that.” He warns and I look back over at her. Marry him? She was going to MARRY that sack of shit? 

“I mean it. Don’t go making trouble with Tadd. I’m already at my wits end trying to get this team on the same page and work as a fuckin team” he says and I nod. Looking away from the round ass taunting me from across the gym in a pair of tight little spandex shorts. 

I nod at coach and push the rack of basketballs out of the gym. He huffs and follows and then goes the other way to his office , satisfied with the warning her gave me. 

I grab one of the balls though, and go right back to the gym. 

As soon as I enter she turns. Her hand on the metal bar of the door on the other side of the gym about to leave. 

I drop the ball and bounce it and pick it back up. Walking further into the gym. She keeps looking, and I keep fucking look right back. Cmere Laney Holland. Play with me. My slight smirk says and I bounce the ball again. 

Her hand drops from the bar and she turns. That’s it. Stay here. 

“Names Knox” I say. 

She scrunches his brows. 

“I know your name Knox Flynn.” She says and crosses her arms with his gym bag over shoulder and pivots her hip outward.

“Do You know MY name?” She asks. 

The corner of my mouth lifts. 

“Should I?” I ask. Bouncing the ball again and holding it as I walk slowly over. She drops her arms. 

“Do you?” She asks and I smirk a little and she crosses her arms again. 

“Yeah. Laney Holland. I know your name.” I say and she drops her arms again. Is she flustered? Is that why she keeps moving her arms?

“You were watching me the other night.” She says. I cock my head. Slightly surprised she’d bring it up. 

“Door was open.” I say at drop the ball to my hip, holding it there and I look her up and down. 

A black sports bra , encasing her generous rack,  and tiny little purple shorts that hugged her cunt and showcased the split of her pussy lips, and a belly ring on her flat stomach , had my undivided attention. 

“So ? You think it was an invitation?” She asks. 

“You mad I watched?” I ask and she shifts from one foot to the other and back. 

“Tadd is my boyfriend.” She says and I cock a brow. 

“Would you like me to congratulate you or give my condolences?” I ask and she huffs and crosses her arms and looks up at me. 

“He wouldn’t want me to talking to you” she says. 

“So you just do everything your little bitch boyfriend tells you to do?” I ask and she flinches. Interesting. 

“He’ll kick your ass if he finds out you are talking to me.” She says. 

At that I laugh. 

“You worried about me Laney Holland?” I ask with a bit of amusement curling my lips and stepping closer. 

She rolls her eyes.  “No”

“Mhm.” I hum and are even closer and she drops her arms again and I smile now. 

“So I make your nervous Laney Holland?” I ask with another cock of my head. 

“What? No.” She says and crosses her arms. 

“Then stop fidgeting” I say, slightly teasing her. 

“I’m not…” she drops her arms and huffs , realizing she is. “Fidgeting” she mutters. 

I give a soft laugh and then step right up to her. Looking down as she cranes her neck back to meet my eyes. 

“I think you’re as much trouble as they say you are.” She says and I lift my brows with an amused smile. 

“Do you like trouble Laney Holland?” I ask her , my voice low and she visibly inhales. 

“I have a boyfriend” she exhales nervously. 

“Mm, yeah. Named fucking Tadd.” I say and she lets out a small laugh and then slaps a hand over her mouth. So, she thinks it’s a fucking dumb name too. I smile as she wipes her amusement from her face. 

“Like your name is any better, KNOX” she crosses her arms this time. But it’s not a fidget.  It’s a challenge. 

“But I bet if you had to choose which name you’d rather scream…”I say and her eyes widen and her mouth drops. 

“You WISH you could make me scream in bed” she huffs as she keeps her eyes right on mine. Amusement pulls my lips even wider. 

“In bed?” I ask. Cocking my head. “Oh, Laney Holland” I shake my head. “Tsk, tsk, I was talking about on the field you dirty girl” I say and even though I definitely wasn’t. But I didn’t specify the bedroom. SHE did. 

“You….” She says and I laugh. And she huffs. 

“Laney Holland, are you thinking about me in your bed?” I raise a brow. “What would Taddpole say?” 

She catches another laugh and schools her smile back to a scowl. 

“Youre annoying” she says and I smile down at her. 

“And you’re gonna get me into trouble…aren’t you Laney Holland?” I ask and lick my lips and she licks hers and shakes her head. 

“No, you’re doing that on your own” she says and I smile and lick my lips again. 

“Promise me somethin?” I ask and she bites her lips. 

“No” she shakes her head and I give a little laugh. 

“Well I’m gonna ask anyways” I say and she swallows. 

“Tonight at the game….shake your Pom poms real good …just for me” I say and she sucks in a breath and then shakes her head. 

“And everytime I sink a basket….you keep count of how many….because that’s how many kisses you’re gonna give me afterward”

“What?” She laughs. 

“You heard me Laney Holland.” 

She just blinks at me. “Youre crazy. I can’t kiss you.”

“I’m not asking you to kiss the entire team like your boyfriend does. Just me. “ I say and her brows pinch. 

“Screw you” she says and steps back. 

“Do you LIKE him sharing you?” I ask. 

“Fuck you Knox , that’s none of your business” she says and I hum. 

“What if I want to make it my business?” I ask. 

She just looks at me. “You can’t”

“Maybe I will though” I say with a shrug. 

“Stay away from me Knox.” She says. It’s not a cruel rejection, but a warning. 

“What if I can’t?” I ask and step closer to her again and she sucks in a breath. 

“The Youre going to get hurt” she says. 

“By you?” I ask. 

She shakes her head. 

“You don’t know what you’re doing….what they’ll do to you if…”

“Knox!” Coach yells , making me turn my head. 

“Go home.” He says loudly glaring at me. 

I turn my head back to Laney as she looks at coach and back to me. 

“Listen to your coach.” She says. “Bye Knox.  Good luck at the game.” She adds before looking at coach and then turning and walking out of the gym.