After an entire hour of answering questions about the game with the news station and another hour of celebrating in the locker room with the boys, I finally get home around one in the morning. My body is exhausted, but I have so much energy that I don't know what to do with it.

My hair is damp from all of the sweat, some of my curls sticking to my forehead. I tug my shirt off as I climb my stairs, and as soon as I open my door I jump when Maddie is sprawled out on my bed, wearing nothing but my jersey.

My eyes scan her over, from those legs that seem to be never ending, to her tits that are straining against my jersey, I lean against the doorframe and smile.

Well, guess I know where all of this energy is going.

"Maya dropped me off." She explains. "She's covering for me tonight."

I nod slowly, my eyes never leaving hers. My number looks very good on her.

"Are you too tired? I didn't know it'd be this late. If you need me to go, I can-"

"Don't you dare move." I warn. "Give me a few minutes to shower and I'll be back."

"Ugh." She falls back onto my comforter, clearly impatient as ever.

I shower quickly, unable to contain the excitement I have for her when I step out onto the cold tile of my bathroom floor. I'm already hard just thinking about what she has in store for me.

The bathroom door bursts open before I even have the time to put the towel around my waist, Maddie's eyes frantic.

"What?" I ask. "What's wrong?"

"Ethan!" She whispers. "He's here. I-I think he's coming upstairs. I heard him on the phone with someone."

Oh, shit.

"Um..." I look around the bathroom quickly and throw open the shower curtain. "Just... stay in here." I say. "I'll get rid of him."

"Oh my god." She breathes heavily and steps into the wet shower wearing nothing but my jersey, and I find myself becoming irritated that Ethan is here.

I've never felt that way before.

It's one in the morning, but he's never had to ask to come over. He does this all the time. He has a key to my house for crying out loud.

Wrapping a towel around my waist, I head out into the bedroom and see him perched on top of my bed. The bed his little sister was just half naked on.

"Bro!" He laughs, still in disbelief. "Can you believe it? We're going to the championship! We've been dreaming of this since we were like, thirteen."

I eagerly nod, trying to hide how nervous I am. If he finds Maddie in my shower he is going to beat me to a pulp. I won't even be able to make it to states.

"I know." I say. "Tonight has been crazy. It feels like a dream."

He yawns and collapses onto my bed. "I'm probably going to crash downstairs. My parents have just been talking non-stop about the game since it finished. I need a break."

I withhold how much it irritates me that he's annoyed by it. He's lucky to have parents that care.

Maddie in my shower suddenly dawns on me, and I clear my throat. "Uh... I don't think you can tonight." I tell him.

He furrows his eyebrows together in confusion. I have never said he couldn't. "Why not?"

I'm racking my brain, trying to find some sort of excuse, but then I hear Ethan start to laugh as he leans over my bed to retrieve a red thong from the floor.

His little sisters thong.

"Ah." He chuckles harder and raises a brow. "Mystery girl."

I am panicking. I have no way to get out of this. There is no other excuse I can come up with.

"It's fine!" He shouts towards the bathroom where the light is still on. "I'll leave." Then he lowers his voice and narrows his eyes at me. "Although I'd love more than anything to see who this belongs to."

He's twirling the thong around in his fingers, and if he only knew...

I laugh and shrug my shoulders when he finally drops her underwear to the floor again. "Sorry, bro. Maybe another night."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." He waves his hand and stands up from my bed. "You keep saying that. I never see you anymore. You've been very distracted lately." Then he eyes the bathroom door again. "Not that I'm mad you finally found a girl to stick to, I'm just butt hurt because I'm not getting laid tonight too."

He lets out a frustrated sigh and finally opens the door to my bedroom. "Please try to share him, mystery girl!" He calls out irritatingly.

"You'll see me next weekend for your family getaway, remember?" I remind him and he groans.

"Right." He mutters. "Where I'll have to be tortured to no end and see you know who's heavenly god sent ass the whole weekend in that string bikini that she always wears. I'm gonna cave this weekend, bro. I'm going to fucking cave."

Maddie is hearing all of this. I know she's piecing it together that he's talking about Maya. The bathroom walls aren't that thin, and I hold my breath, praying he will just leave and go home. He needs to leave while he still can.

"Go call Jennifer." I tell him. "She'll relieve you before we leave. I'm certain."

"Yeah, well not even she can do it for me anymore. All I think about is you know who, and it's driving me fucking insane."

I relate to him more than he thinks. That's how it got with Maddie, and now look what happened. If Maya is into him too then it's only a matter of time before they get together. He won't be able to last for too much longer if he's anything like me.

"Alright, I'm going. Sorry. Just let me know if you want to chill this weekend."

Finally, after what feels like fifteen years, he disappears down the hallway, and I wait until I hear his engine revving outside before I open the bathroom door again.

"You can come out now." I laugh. "He's gone."

Maddie throws open the curtain, and she points a finger to my face. "You knew!" She says, and I'm confused as to what she's talking about until she starts to pace back and forth on the bathroom floor. "You knew he was into Maya and you didn't tell me? I freaking knew it! I knew he liked her!"

"Wait, you knew?" I scrunch my nose up in confusion and follow her into my room. "How did you know? Since when?"

"Since the night of the homecoming dance." She says proudly. "It was hard not to notice that he was into her from how he gawked at her the whole night."

I can't help but agree. He did look like a depressed stalker.

"We have to set them up next weekend." She grins wickedly, a plan already starting to form in that little head of hers.

"You aren't mad?" I ask.

She shrugs, twirling the edge of my jersey between two fingertips. It's distracting as hell.

"I mean, I can't be mad anymore, right? Look what we're doing right now."

My eyes scan her body up and down again, and in seconds I reach for her to be pushed up against my chest. "More like what we should be doing right now..." I mutter, sliding my hands underneath the jersey to grasp onto her ass.

I'm rewarded with a moan, and I push her down onto my bed, laughing when her red thong catches the corner of my eye.

"What?" She asks, siting up to support herself on her elbows.

I point to her thong, and it only takes her a couple of seconds for her to piece it together. She's a smart girl.

"Oh... no." She gasps in horror. "Is that how he found out you were hiding someone?!"

I slowly nod my head, and then we're both laughing so hard it's like we can't breathe.

"And he was twirling it around in his hands!" I explode, holding onto my stomach to try and catch my breath. "It took everything, Mads. Literally everything to not laugh in his face."

"I'm fucking burning it." She's crying now with laughter, wiping away tears that have gone onto her cheeks. "That so just put a damper on the mood."

I roll on top of her and grip her chin, placing my lips gently against hers. They're always so soft, and they seem to mold with mine perfectly, like we were made for each other.

"Are you sure?" I reply hoarsely when I feel the wetness between her thighs. "Doesn't seem like that to me."

I find her clit and rub gently, and she pulls her lip back into her mouth in pure agony. I love making her feel like this. I love doing this to her.

"Tonight was supposed to be about you." She breathes shakily. "Not me."

"Mmm..." I chuckle against her skin, moving my hands underneath my jersey on her to grasp onto her breast. "Pleasing you does please me, Maddie. That's what you don't get." I press my hard on up against her. "See?"

Taking me by surprise, she flips us over so that she's on top of me now, and the expression on her face is breathtaking.

"And pleasing you..." she runs her hands down my chest until she finds my dick, her little hands claiming it as hers. "Pleases me."

I can't seem to say anything as I watch her, completely entranced at how she's capable of doing this to me. Making me feel like I belong to her and only her.

The confidence is so sexy as she strips herself of my jersey, her tits looking full and voluptuous as ever. I reach out to grab one and she sighs, but quickly moves away so she can move her body down, her face right in front of my dick.

"You played so good tonight..." she smirks, slowly moving her hand up and down me. "It's only fair that you get a blowjob to celebrate, right?"

"Maddie." I groan as she teases me, unable to look away from her. Finally, after another thirty seconds or so she sticks her mouth onto me, and the feeling is indescribable.

"Oh, fuck." I sigh as her head goes up and down, my hands coming around to hold the hair away from her face. That's the least I can do.

She sucks at the very tip, knowing how to perfectly avoid using too much teeth. There's no way she can be that good at this. There's no way I'm her first.

"Maddie..." I trail off and moan again when she goes all the way down, taking my full complete length. She gags, and I almost come. I'm so close, and when she comes back up, her eyes never once leaving mine, she releases me from her mouth and does what I've fantasized about her doing for years.

She grabs her tits and releases spit from her mouth to make them wetter, and she must see how much she's getting to me, how excited I am, because she gives me that little sexy smile, the smile that lets me know she's happy, and puts my dick right between her breasts.

"Maddie." I warn when she slides them up and down my dick, and I can't breathe from the sight of it. It's better than any porn I've watched. It's better than all of my wildest fantasies. She just brought them all to life, and added even more onto them that I didn't even know existed.

Watching my face carefully as she does it, she's looking at me like I'm the only person she's ever done this to. I remind myself that I am the only person that she's ever done this to, and my dick grows harder.

"God damn." I groan and throw my head back against the pillow, but I don't want to miss the show. I don't want to stop looking even though my eyes want so badly to roll to the back of my head.

My toes are curling on either side of her, my hands gripping onto the comforter to somehow express how good this is feeling.

I want to cover those beautiful tits with all of my come. I want to claim them. I want to explode all onto her.

Tonight has been the best night I could have ever imagined, and I've got the most gorgeous girl pleasing me to no end.

My girlfriend.

"Ah, fuck." I seethe as I feel my release, my dick shooting out come all over her. It gets onto her face, some in her hair, but most importantly, it covers those gorgeous tits. The ones I've fantasized about for so long.

"Oh my god..." Maddie giggles in surprise when I come a little bit more, adding onto the mess I've already created. Her laugh is so sweet, so innocent, and seeing her face covered in my come is so hot.

"You are something else." I sigh. "That was..."

"Clearly good." She stands up from the bed and laughs again. "I'm definitely going to go take a shower."

I motion for her to do so, and I admire her body as she walks away from me. Those long legs, that perfect ass, her toned stomach. God. She's every man's dream. How did I get so lucky?

"Hurry up." I call out to her when the door closes. "I'm not finished with you yet!"