It's The Way You Look At Me Ch. 03

He was stating his case to the ref as I went to the sideline to get orders.

"They were stalling Owen," he called once he turned my way. "I had to use it."

"I know coach. What's the call?"

"Where are we?" he asked.

"About the twenty four," I said.

"Alright," he smiled. "Let's run a screen. That should catch them off guard. Get to the line and kill the damn clock if you guys don't score."

"I know," I called.

"Alright," I said to the huddle of men. "Let's dig deep and get this done. If we don't get a first down we are running to the line to kill the clock. Here's the play."

I gave the play before continuing on with my call. "I'm changing the snap count after this play. It's going to be on three after this play. We clear?"

They got the message as I headed to the line. It was a wide receiver screen that had Jordan step back and run my way. I quickly threw it to him as he worked his way back across the field to the opening. I started up the field to help. I found the safety that had been chasing me down all night closing in on Jordan. I lowered my shoulder and slammed into him. He flew off his feet and landed on the grass as I slid to the ground.

I quickly got to my feet and looked down at the safety as he rolled over to watch the play. He glanced my way before climbing to his feet and bumping me as he ran by. I gave him a shove to let him know he wasn't intimidating me any. He just smiled and continued on his way.

Jordan had made it to the twelve before he was taken down. They knew to get to the line so we could kill the clock. I did just that and stopped the clock.

"Good fucking block on that last one Owen," Bobby cheered.

"It's about time I pay that asshole back," I laughed. "He's been up my ass all night so it's about time he felt what it's like to get slammed to the ground."

I made my call and reminded them that we needed to get back to the line if we didn't score. I went to the line and scanned. I leaned back and called to Mack to tell him that my old buddy was going to be coming from my blind side and he needed to pick him up. He nodded yes as I got back under center and took the snap on a three count.

I knew the safety was coming from my blind side but I didn't realize how fast he was closing on me. I rolled away and tried to toss the ball away. I was getting pulled down before I could get it out of my hands. Rather than tuck it I just threw it towards Jordan. It was a dead duck as it wobbled around and was snapped out of the air by their linebacker for the interception. I was thrown to the ground for my trouble as the backer cut up the sideline and headed for the end zone.

I sat there on the ground and looked at the turf. I had just fucked up and the season was over. Why didn't I just tuck it and take the sack? We had time to get back and spike the ball. This was not how I wanted this to end. I looked down the field and saw them celebrating in the end zone at the far end of the field. I also noticed a yellow flag sitting on the ground near me.

"Get up Owen," Bobby yelled. "They jumped off sides. We have the ball still."

The ref made the call that the safety had jumped and the interception didn't count. We now had the ball second and five from the seven yard line. They decided they needed a time out to talk things over. I raced to the bench shaking the last play out of my head.

"Alright Owen," coach called. "Shake that last play loose and forget about it."

"Already done," I sighed.

He scanned his sheet for what he wanted. "Shot gun, zebra 3, J end delay, read option."

"Yes sir," I said.

"Owen," he called. "You got what I want?"

"Yes sir, I know my plays."

"Throw the damn thing away if you can't find anyone. You have that clock in your head, don't ignore it."

"Yes sir."

"If you see something then adjust."

I gave him the thumbs up as I hustled back to the huddle and said the play in my head again. Zebra 3 was three receivers on my left. J was Jordan playing as the tight end on my right. He was to delay his release to the middle so I could read the three then look his way or take off. I gave the call before I headed to the line and scanned the defense.

They shifted everything to the left side to watch the bunched up receivers. The right side of the field was open with just a backer covering Jordan. I knew I could get him to slip out into the open area and make a play against a slower backer covering him. I took two steps to my right and barked my change to Jordan as he leaned back to get what I wanted him to do. I still wanted the delay but I wanted him to release to the outside.

I went over to my left now to give more orders. Unexpectedly, Bobby decided to snap the ball. It hit my shoulder as it flew back my direction. I reacted quickly and started to give chase along with Mack. It bounced on the turf as I moved to my right. It hopped right back up into my hands on a lucky bounce.

Now that the play was started, everything was a jumbled mess. I was moving to my right now, away from the bunch of receivers I was supposed to be looking at before I went to Jordan. I glanced back and slowed to see if maybe by some chance I had a play. The only thing I saw was my old nemesis flying through the middle of the play and closing on me fast.

The option part came into my head now. Take off to the right and maybe something would be open. Jordan was blocking for me so I had something to work with. Only problem was the safety had a full head of steam and he was closing fast. I know I'm not the fastest guy out there and I wasn't going to kid myself now by trying to run away from him. Throw the ball away and live another down.

Just as I loaded up to throw it I saw Jordan shake loose from the guy he was blocking. He tripped to the ground as Jordan moved towards the corner of the end zone wide ass open and waiting for me. I saw the other safety in the middle start to scramble towards him. It was now or never.

I clutched the ball hard in my grip as my arm went forward to throw the ball away. I had to slow down just a half step as I reloaded to get my feet in the right spot to make a decent throw. I knew the hit was coming but I knew the pass had to be in the right spot. I threw it high and soft as my legs were wrapped up and I was taken to the ground with force.

I must have slid ten feet before I stopped and turned over. The safety was on the ground beating it half to death with his fists as I looked at him. The crowd roaring finally reached my ears as I turned to see Jordan jumping around in the end zone. I laid flat on the ground now and held my arms out as Bobby grabbed me and lifted me up.

I could hardly hear him cheering since the home crowd was so loud. Soon I was swarmed by the rest of the guys as they cheered and slapped my helmet. We started back to the bench as I jumped around and hugged Jordan.

"Dammit," coach yelled. "You scare the shit out of me when you do that kind of stuff."

"I wanted to throw it away," I said. "But I saw Jordan at the last second. He was either going to catch it or miss it and kill the clock."

"These hands don't miss," Jordan joked. "It was a hell of a leap but I got it."

"Damn," coach smiled. "That's probably the best play I've ever seen in all my years of coaching. You never gave up on it."

"That," he said, pointing with both hands to me, "is something you can't be taught. Great job Owen."

"Thank you coach," I smiled.

"I guess I will let the dip in your mouth at halftime slide this time," he joked.

I could only laugh and work my way to the bench for a drink. Jamie stood there smiling at me as I took a quick drink. I pointed at her silently saying that I thanked her for the boost of confidence she gave me earlier. She just giggled before turning back to the crowd and chanting for defense.

I went back to the sideline and watched the defense as they tried to hold onto the lead. Two plays later the game was over and we were heading to the regional finals. Fourteen to twelve wasn't the prettiest way to win a game but it got the job done in the end.

The crowd never stopped roaring as I made my way to the tunnel to get off the field. The local paper stopped me and Jordan to get a few interview questions. We gladly talked about the final play as they snapped our picture and scribbled down a few notes.

We quickly raced into the locker room just as coach had everyone sitting down to give his speech on the game.

"That wasn't our prettiest game by any stretch of the imagination," he started. "But the seniors showed their leadership and resolve to keep us in the game. You guys made me proud tonight. You never gave up. We have some things to work on over the next week before we face a tough opponent next week on the road. Get cleaned up and enjoy the weekend. Monday will come quickly so be ready."

A hot shower never felt so good to me tonight as I stood under the water and let it hit my body. I was going to be sore in the morning without a doubt. This was the most punishment I had taken in a long time.

I left the school and headed home briefly to see my dad and wait for Jamie to arrive. Once she did we both headed off to the meadows again to celebrate another victory. We rolled in a little earlier than we normally did. I was already starting to get stiff from the game so I found a chair and parked my ass in it as Jordan handed me my first beer.

"What's with the groaning?" he asked. "You sound like a fucking old man."

"I got my ass kicked tonight," I sighed. "I'm already starting to get sore."

"Sorry about that last play," Bobby offered. "I thought you said go so I snapped it."

"It's all good," I said. "We got the job done."

"You sure did," Mack said. "That was a great play Owen."

"I couldn't have done it without Jordan."

"Yeah, yeah," Jordan laughed. "I'm the man, I know."

I could only laugh and take a long drink. We sat around for a little while shooting the shit like was had always done when we won the game. I was tired tonight and getting more and more stiff by the minute.

"You look tired," Jamie said.

"I'm beat," I sighed. "It's been a long week."

"Let's go home and I can give you a massage to loosen you up," she offered.

"I wouldn't pass that up," I said.

"I'll catch you guys later," I said standing. "If y'all need me call me."

Jamie and I headed to the truck then to my house. We headed in the house and found my dad sitting on the couch watching some TV.

"You're home early for a Friday night," he said.

"Yeah," I sighed. "I'm tired and sore."

"I bet," he laughed a little. "You took some punishment tonight."

"We won the game so I guess it was worth it."

"How are you tonight Jamie?" he asked.

"I'm good Uncle Dan," she smiled.

"That's good," he offered.

"I'm going to chill out for a while," I said.

"Don't stay up too late," he warned.

"We won't," Jamie said.

We continued on to my room. She went in and I shut the door. She quickly sat at my desk and used the computer to load up her page as I lay flat on my bed and rested.

"Take off your shirt and get comfortable," she said. "I'm only going to be a minute."

"I was comfortable," I sighed.

She giggled as I sat up and tossed my shirt at her. It landed on her shoulder as she laughed. She turned and whipped it at me completely missing me. It hit the stereo and turned it on.

"Good shot," I said.

She smiled as I slipped my shorts off my legs and stood there in my boxers. She giggled a little before turning back to the computer and went about doing what she was doing. I again rested on the bed and closed my eyes to relax.

"Do you have any lotion?" she asked now that she was done.

"Under the sink in the bathroom I think."

"I'll be right back. Turn on your back so I can start."

"Yes ma'am," I teased as she left.

She returned with the lotion in hand and stood at the foot of the bed where my head was. She squeezed out some on my back and started rubbing it in. I sighed at the coolness of it as it hit my skin. She giggled a little and started at my shoulders. I rested my eyes and let her hands bring relief to me as she rubbed me with firm but perfect pressure.

Her hands on my skin let my mind drift to the past couple of weeks between us. I couldn't help but turn my head up and look at her as she worked. Her face had a soft smile on it as she concentrated on my shoulders. I continued down and took in the soft swell of her chest in her shirt. Her breasts in my hands last week made my cock swell with desire as I thought of them.

My eyes continued down her body to her shorts. They were right at my eye level as I lay there on the bed. They hugged her hips tightly as I looked at them and her tanned legs as they came together at her mound. She looked beautiful right now and I couldn't help but want to touch her. My hands left the bed and slowly reached out to touch the back of her legs.

She paused for a second and sighed as I felt the warm skin of her legs. Her tight muscles of her legs tensed a little as I pressed my fingers into them lightly. Her skin felt alive as I touched her and rubbed them. She paused to get more lotion and squirt it on my back. I gripped her legs a little as the cold liquid hit my back. She could only giggle again before working it into my skin.

I let my hands wrap around her legs and feel her muscles again as she stepped forward to reach further down my back. Her mound was right in my face as she stretched down my back. My fingers continued to feel her skin as she touched mine. I let my hands trace up to the start of her short little shorts. I could just feel the soft swell of her ass as I dipped my fingers under her shorts. She breathed a little harder as I traced the crease her ass made on her leg.

I left her shorts and teased her skin all the way down to her knees. I tickled her there knowing she was ticklish. She giggled and moved her legs around to try and get me to stop. Her fingers dug into my ribs to pay me back. My hands moved back up to her shorts again as I giggled and moved around from her teasing.

I went further inside her shorts this time. I slipped both of them under each leg hole and felt the crease of her ass on her legs again. I continued up as she pretended nothing was going on. My hands were cupping her cheeks now as she worked my lower back. My cock was fully hard now and trapped under my body pointing towards my hip. My fingers just touched her crack as I felt the soft little piece of cotton splitting the middle.

She remained silent and let me touch her. Her fingers dipped under my hips now as she grazed my cock as it pointed hard against my hip. I skipped a breath as she touched it. She made quick circles around my hips and continued to tease my tip as my hands continued to touch her butt.

I let one hand fall free as my other turned lower and searched between her legs this time. I could feel the cotton guarding her entrance as my tips just touched it. She bent a little more as her breathing became a little more audible now. Her legs parted just slightly as I touched her center over the thong. I could feel how damp the fabric was already as her finger and thumb circled the head of my cock.

I brought my arm up and wrapped it around her legs to hold her still. She panted as my finger searched for her cunny. Her fingers remained on my cock as she teased the ridge on the head. The massage was all but over now. We remained as we were just because. My fingers just slipped under the edge of her thong as it covered her cunny. Wetness met my fingers as I felt her soft lip kiss my finger tip.

She gasped a little as I touched her cunny and let it wet my finger. I softly probed her hole as she opened her legs more now. I turned my hips as she forced her hand harder under my waist to grip my cock. Her hand pressed under the waistband to touch my cock skin to skin.

She was so wet at this point my finger slipped inside as far as her shorts would open and let me. She started grinding her cunny down on my finger as her hand gripped my cock and squeezed it. I was all twisted up, half on my hips, half on my chest with my fingers pressed inside her shorts. I decided to turn over to make it easier for her.

She didn't back away. She let me turn before finding my cock and pulling it from the pee hole. I starred up at her from between her legs as she still stood over me. I worked at an unhurried pace to find the little button and zipper on her shorts. I pulled them both open and worked them gently from her hips. She smiled down at me as I got them off her hips and let them fall to her ankles.

Her thong was off center and exposed the one lip of her cunny as I took it in. I slipped it off to the side and took her cunny in for the first time. It looked so inviting and perfect as my fingers touched her again. She panted softly and gripped my cock harder as I pressed my fingers over the soft skin of her puss. I let one slip inside as she parted her legs further. Her heat and wetness coated my finger again as her thumb smeared my precum all over my tip.

I pressed into her with one finger and used my other hand to find her clit. She gasped hard as I circled it with my thumb. I looked at her face as I stimulated her center. Her eyes were closed as her mouth hung open in pleasure. Her hand had started pumping up and down on my shaft again as she moaned softly. I looked back down at her cunny again. She was beautiful down there. This perfect pink slit in between her legs. Puffy outer lips were swollen with desire as her wetness coated my fingers. Her skin was so smooth, no stubble or razor burn, as my fingers curled around her lips.

I checked her face again as my fingers continued to tease her. Her eyes were still closed, mouth still open slightly, her arm was still working my cock. I glanced at her cunny again. I wanted to taste her now. I wanted to know exactly how she tasted. That was a big step but I wanted to take the risk. I couldn't quite get to her from where I was right now. I needed her to open her legs more and hover over my head.

I pressed my hand against the inside of her thigh. She looked down to see what I was doing now. I pushed it again trying to get her to open more. She got the idea now and kicked her foot free from her flip flop. Her foot slipped free from her shorts as she widened her stance more. It opened her up but it didn't bring her any closer to my mouth.

I let it be for now. I cupped her cunny with my hand and teased her opening. Felt her wetness dripping onto my hand as I pressed a finger deep into her again. She let out a low, sexual growl as I circled my hand around her back and squeezed her butt. She bent more at the waist as my hand searched for her hole for behind. I switched fingers now and slipped my other one in from behind.

She gasped as I went all the way in until my hand pushed up against her butt. My other hand circled her clit a few times before I moved it down her thigh. I pushed against her leg and made her lift it. She lifted and stood on one leg.

"What do you want?" she whimpered.

"Put your leg on the bed," I ordered.

She did as ordered then returned to my cock. Pulled it softly and worked more fluid from the tip before smearing it around my head. I continued to probe her with my finger. Dug so deep into her before curling it and making her gasp.

Her cunny was open and so wet right now. She was still off the bed and away from me. She wasn't expecting me to taste her. I couldn't stand it anymore. I pulled her butt closer to the bed and slid down so my head rested right between her legs. My hair touched her thighs as I tilted my head and took in her scent. It was intoxicating to me as I breathed her in. I pushed my tongue out of my mouth and touched her lips.

Wetness instantly coated my tongue as I tasted her for the first time. Her feminine juice was perfect as I gave her clit a firm lick. Flicked it with my tongue as she gasped now and realized what I was doing. Her hand paused on my cock as I held her over my mouth and tasted her again. I knew she was looking down at me as she let me lick her clit again. I could only imagine the look on her face as I teased her down there.