Aftermath

As the sun dipped lower and the sky turned darker, everyone had to leave.

First was Ethan and Lena, then after some time, Mateo, then Darren, Jordan and Levi and then finally Nick.

It was only Blake and Riley left,

“So, still need that ride home?” Blake asked

Riley chuckled, “I guess so”

They left the court behind, their footsteps soft over the cracked pavement and patches of dry grass. The breeze had cooled off, rustling the tops of the trees lining the path.

“Great shot, by the way” Blake praised, “you should play more.”

“Bff, it was nothing, I only shot once,” she said dismissively, “and also, I have too much with volleyball already”

“Yeah, I have too much on my plate with basketball too, but I think you’re just scared of losing your 100% score ratio.”

“Alright, you caught me, that’s what I was trying to do,” she said, raising her arms in mock surrender, “but it was because I had a great teacher,” she said, poking his ribs.

“Yeah, I’m great,” Blake said jokingly

“Yeah, you’re smart, funny, good at basketball, fit,” she said adding a slight purr to her voice that gave Blake goosebumps, “and so unbelievably hot” she continued while grabbing his arm sending a shiver through his spine.

“Hmm, could say similar things about you Riley,” he responded, “smart, good sense of humour, athletic, and a figure that drives guys crazy” he complimented. She actually blushed at his last words, a sudden warmth appearing at her core.

“Keep going.” she purred looking into his steel gray eyes.

“Well, you have long, model-like legs, a taut stomach, gorgeous ocean blue eyes, and an ass to die for.” Blake continued.

“Same about you Blake,” she said, “you have a very nice ass too,” she said while giving said ass a squeeze.

They reached Blake’s car, he opened it and conversation stalled, while they both got in their respective seats.

“So what, you’re going to be just a tease?” She asked when he closed his door, “you can’t just compliment me like that and leave, you know?”

With that, Blake put his hand behind her head and pulled her towards him, his head moving as they met in the middle for a scorching kiss.

Her hands immediately went for his shirt, tugging at the fabric as she felt his tongue dance with hers. They sat there for a moment, feeling each other’s breath on their faces, their kisses becoming more **** and needy.

Blake’s hand slid down her body, over the curve of her waist, and rested on her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. Riley’s own hand found its way to his neck, her fingers playing with the hair at the base of his skull as their kisses grew hotter.

Their breathing grew ragged, and Blake felt his heart hammer in his chest. He knew Riley had to get home, but he couldn’t resist the magnetic pull of her touch. He leaned closer, his hand moving to the hem of her shirt, sliding under the fabric to feel the smoothness of her skin.

Riley's hands explored the contours of his chest, the warmth of his body a stark contrast to the cool evening air. The scent of his cologne filled the car, mingling with the faint smell of sweat from the earlier game.

Breaking away from the kiss, they both took deep breaths, their eyes locking in the dim light of the car. The tension between them was palpable, “You know I’m not looking for anything serious, right?” She asked. “I know,” he replied simply, giving her a kiss on the sensitive skin of her neck. Riley bit her bottom lip, her eyes flicking towards the backseat.

Without a word, Blake nodded, his hand still resting on her thigh. They both climbed out of the front seats and into the back, the leather cool against their heated skin. The space was tight, but it only served to bring them closer together. Their kisses grew more frantic, their bodies tangling in a dance of desire.

Riley straddled Blake's lap, her legs wrapped around his waist. He could feel the heat from her core as she began to grind against him, their hips moving in sync with the silent rhythm of their passion. His hands roamed her body, tracing the lines of her back, her hips, and the curve of her breasts. She moaned into his mouth, the sound sending a thrill down his spine.

They broke away again, panting heavily. Riley's eyes searched his, filled with a hunger that matched his own. She whispered against his ear, "Blake, I want you," her voice a siren's call in the confines of the car. Blake's hands tightened on her hips, holding her close as he kissed her neck, feeling the rapid pulse beneath her skin.

Their movements grew more urgent, their kisses deeper. Riley's hands found the button of Blake's jeans, deftly undoing it and sliding her hand inside. He gasped at the touch, his body responding immediately to her exploration. His own hand slid up her shirt, caressing her bare skin and finding the clasp of her bra. He unhooked it with trembling fingers, revealing the soft mounds of her breasts.

Her breath hitched as he cupped them, his thumbs brushing against her nipples, eliciting a moan from deep within her. The sensation sent waves of pleasure through her body, and she began to grind against him more insistently. Blake could feel the fabric of her shorts growing damp with her arousal, and his own erection strained against the confines of his jeans.

Riley broke their kiss, her eyes dark with desire. She slid down his body, her hands pushing his shirt up as she went. Her mouth found his chest, leaving a trail of kisses and nibbles as she descended. When she reached his waist, she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Without waiting for his response, she unzipped his jeans and freed his erection. It sprang forth, hot and heavy, and she wrapped her delicate hand around it, giving it a gentle stroke. Blake's eyes rolled back in his head, his breath coming in sharp gasps as she leaned in, her soft hair brushing against his stomach.

Her tongue flicked out, tasting the salty pre-cum that had gathered at the tip, and then she took him into her mouth. Her lips moved down the length of his shaft, her tongue swirling around him as she sucked. Her cheeks hollowed out with the effort, and Blake could feel the wet warmth of her mouth as she began to bob her head up and down. He groaned, his hands fisting in her hair as she worked him over, her mouth making wet, sloppy sounds that echoed in the quiet of the car.

As Riley sucked him off, she could feel his body tense beneath her, his muscles tightening as he approached the edge. She knew she had to get home soon, but the desire to bring him to climax was overwhelming. She increased her pace, her hand moving in tandem with her mouth, stroking him faster and harder. Blake's hips began to buck, and she could feel his cock swell in her mouth.

The sound of his breathing grew louder, and she knew he was close. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing out, and used her tongue to flick against the sensitive underside of his tip. His fingers tightened in her hair, and he moaned her name. The heady power she felt at being able to bring him such pleasure was intoxicating.

Suddenly, Blake's body went rigid, and he pulled away from her, his eyes wild. "Riley, I'm gonna—"

Riley looked up at him, her eyes glazed with lust, and nodded. She didn't need the words; she could feel his release building. She took him back in her mouth, her hand stroking him furiously. Blake's head fell back against the headrest, his eyes squeezed shut. He gripped the back of the seat as he came, his body jerking with the **** of it. She swallowed, her throat working around his cock, not missing a beat.

As he finished, she sat back up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. They stared at each other for a moment, both breathing heavily. The air in the car was thick with desire.

"Riley," Blake murmured, his voice hoarse with passion, "I can't believe that just happened."

"Me neither," she giggled, the sound light and airy as she climbed back onto her seat, adjusting her shirt and bra. She looked over at him, her cheeks flushed with excitement and satisfaction. "But I'm not complaining."

Blake managed a chuckle, still trying to catch his breath. He started the car, his hand shaking slightly as he put it in gear. "Let's get you home before your parents send a search party," he said, his voice a little shaky.