Romance: Young Adult Romance: The Perfect Game (A Highschool Football Romance) (Bad Boy Nerd New Adult Romance) (71 page)

Kara started trying to guess, but she hadn’t a clue.  More people started gathering until there must have been more than fifty people that had congregated.  It must be something important, but there wasn’t anything around except for people. 

Then a single person came running through the middle of the crowd with a spray paint can.  They continued to fire a steady stream in a line along the ground through the middle of the crowd. 

Once the line
was finished
, Kara started to realize what was happening.  Each side of the line faced the other and dodgeballs started appearing out of nowhere. 

“Don’t tell me this is a-”

“Dodgeball Flash mob!” shouted Henry.

The two sides clashed with ferocity.  Small rubber balls flew this
way,
and
that,
and Kara did her best to avoid them.  Henry went on the attack, catching a few balls that would have hit Kara and throwing them back in the chaos.

At first, Kara felt incredibly out of place, but after five minutes she couldn’t stop laughing.  She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had as much fun in a crowd. 
Even when they were tagged by the balls they calmly walked out of the crowd and waited for another chance to get back in.
  For almost half an hour the
crowd
played before they started dispersing. 

Out of breath and ready to leave, Kara and Henry parted ways with the action and made for the shops nearby.  Kara led Henry to her favorite coffee shop just down the road and ordered them both a hot chocolate to warm back up.  Together, they sat in the overstuffed chairs by the fireplace in the middle of the room.

“Okay, I’ll admit,” Kara started, “I had fun.  Thank you for the invite.”

Henry nodded with a mustache of whipped cream covering his smile. 

“I thought you might enjoy it.  The best things in life are free,” he replied.

“I couldn’t agree more,” Kara added.

“So tell me, has your opinion of me improved a bit,” Henry asked.

“Perhaps a small bit,” she replied.

“Progress is progress,” he quipped, “I
was thinking
I could cook you lunch at my place.”

“How about you make me
lunch
at my
apartment so that
I can change out of these ridiculous clothes,” Kara said.

“So eager to invite me in, I see where this is going,” he said with a laugh.

“We could just call it a day right
now
if you keep up that attitude,” she replied.

“Okay, okay.  Old habits die hard.  I think your place is probably cleaner
anyway
,” he said.

Together they finished their drinks and sauntered off, back down the road.  They continued to talk as though meeting for the first time. 
A certain
level of maturity was exuding from Henry that Kara hadn’t seen before. 

They stopped at a grocery store and gathered a few things they might like
for
lunch, and Henry promised that she wouldn’t have to lift a finger.

Once they returned to the tiny apartment, Henry wasted no time getting acquainted with the kitchen.  He showed a lot of talent at cooking that Kara didn’t know he had.

“I cook a lot, actually,” he said, “I just grew up as the head chef of the family since my mom was always working.”

“And your dad?”

“He wasn’t in the picture at all.  Guess he just figured he had better places to be.”

Kara felt a little sorry for him, and she made it apparent
with
her face.

“It’s nothing to be sorry about,” he said, “I
actually
never minded taking care of my younger siblings.  We’re a close family and always will be.”

He smiled, but
this time,
it was honest and heartfelt. 

The food he made was quite
good
, the two of them sat on her bed in the small studio apartment as there wasn’t much other seating. 

“Do you know why I always shoved you away?” Kara asked.

Henry shook his head no. 

“You have this air about you, like everything in life is easy.  I’ve never had friends like you do, nor have I had such an easy time getting into college.   I might have a scholarship too, but I had to spend hours studying to get it.  You just had to play a sport.”

“I spent hours practicing,” he replied, “probably spent more hours on skates than you did with your nose in a book.”

She
really
didn’t know what else to say.  But, then he leaned in and stole a kiss.

Kara couldn’t believe it when it happened, but didn’t pull away.  When Henry stopped, she felt sad that it was over so soon. 

Kara moved back in for another
kiss,
and Henry was happy to oblige her.  She gracefully put her hands around
him,
and he hugged her and pulled her in closer.

A rush of emotion and excitement came to her.  She knew she wanted this and Henry surged with passion, laying her down on the bed gingerly. 

Kara stripped off her top, revealing her large
buxom
chest, exciting her mate even more.  He followed suit and tore off his
raggedy
white shirt. 

She calmed herself momentarily as
he
unhooked her bra.  Kara felt a little embarrassed, not knowing what he would think about her, now that he’d seen her like this. 

Henry looked ravenous, rubbing and pinching her nipples with his hand.  Kara caressed down along his tight abs, running her hand along each ridge.  Then she found her hand resting on his jeans, wanting to free his manhood.

She dexterously undid his jeans and tugged them down, along with his underwear.  He stopped
for a moment
to stand up and finish taking off his garments, and while he did, Kara saw the perfect chance to remove what little she had left. 

Henry stood at the end of the bed, surveying his prize.  Kara let go of her inhibitions and opened her legs just a little further so he could get a better view. 

Like a wild animal, he collapsed on the bed.  She felt warmth in the pit of her stomach and felt her chest get more flush as she
lie
there with him kissing every inch of her. 

Henry kissed further and further down her stomach until his mouth met her wet sex, and with a flick of his tongue she felt ignited.  Tiny sparks shot through every little nerve in her body, making her fingers tingle and her head light up with excitement. 

Every circular lick with his tongue excited her more until she could take no more.  She wanted him now.

Kara grabbed his head and pulled it up to hers.  He did as he
was told
, following along and bringing his mouth up to meet her.

“I want you inside me,” she said.

His throbbing member rubbed up and down her dripping womanhood, something she hadn’t felt in a long time.  With a slight pop, she could feel him begin to enter.  The tingly feeling in her extremities
was heightened
the further he pressed in.

Henry was bigger than she thought he’d be.  She wondered if she would be able to take all of him, but he fears
were quickly forgotten
the more he inched inside.

He continued to suck and pinch
on
her nipples and only threw her to new
planes
of pleasure.  Only once all of him had entered did he start pumping, in and out. 

Henry’s hips motioned in
circles around
her as he pushed his manhood inside.  She grasped the blankets out of reflex, or possibly in an attempt to keep her from flying away. 

The world disappeared, and all that existed were two celestial bodies, wrapped in ecstasy.  She didn’t want it to end, but could already tell it was near.  Kara couldn’t last much longer.

The welling up inside her became
completely
unbearable until it took over.  Her body began to spasm
uncontrollably,
and she let out a scream of relief as the pleasure took hold. 

Henry could feel her tense around his manhood, as though she were trying to pull him inside more.  He released himself inside her, pouring out everything he had.

The two
continued on
, cloaked in the pleasure of
release
and
completely
spent. 

Tears started to stream down her cheeks without her realizing. 

“What is it?” Henry asked, puzzled and sweaty.

“I haven’t opened up to someone in a long while.  Not since high school.  I’m happy that I got the chance with you,” Kara replied.

“It’s still early in the day, I think we could have that chance again soon,” Henry replied with a coy grin.

Kara rolled her eyes and fell back
in
the bed, exhausted.

6.

“You need to get your grades
up,
or you won’t be able to play anymore,” said the coach.

Henry was hoping he wouldn’t hear that for some time.  He tried his best to keep his grades
up,
but he rarely had the time to work on his homework and practice.

“You might think about getting a tutor.  They can be
expensive,
but I’ve seen many students raise their grades within a few weeks.”

Henry wanted to do just that, but the thing that was holding him back was something that he had little to no control over.

“Alright, Coach.  I’ll see what I can do.”

Despite his carefree attitude, Henry was usually under a lot of stress, and most of it had to do with what he might be eating the next day.  He didn’t have a job to buy things and was only provided enough money, from his scholarship, for lodging and tuition.  He still had to buy all his
own
books and food, and those were not cheap.

Still, he thought to himself, maybe Kara would be willing to help out if he were to ask her nicely.  She was a tutor after all, and quite a smart one. 

They had
been seeing
each other almost nightly for the last week.  He spent more time at her place than he did
at
his own, by far.  After
practice,
he would head straight there, and the two would usually end up entwined before the days end.

Henry
thought
fondly of their
escapades;
he liked her more than she probably realized.  Although, he still couldn’t figure out exactly why.

A few hours
passed,
and he headed to Kara’s tiny apartment. 

He wanted to ask her straight
away,
but he was easily distracted.  Once she answered the door, he greeted her with a kiss.  She
answered in
kind. 

The day wore
on,
and they found themselves lying
in
the bed, sweaty and relaxed. 

“Kara,” he said.

“Yes,” she asked.

“So, we’ve been spending a lot of time together, and I know that it’s mostly been just us enjoying each other.  But, I have a favor I’d like to ask.”

“Just get out with it, will you?”

Henry hesitated. 

“Okay, I need a tutor to help me get my grades
up,
or I won’t be able to keep playing,” he said.

Kara sat up, draping the sheets over herself as she did so.

“You what?” she asked.

“I need a tutor, and I thought you might be able to help me,” he said again.

“Okay, I can do
it,
and I’ll even lower my rate,” she said.

“That sounds fine,” he said, he wanted to tell her that
he
couldn’t pay, but he was afraid that she would say no.  And, he
really
needed the help.

“Can we start tomorrow,” he asked. 

“Sure,” she replied. 

He felt a little relieved that he’d have a tutor, but
he
still felt stressed about what she’d say after she found out he’d be unable to pay.

The day
passed,
and the two met in the library.  Kara was a good teacher, and Henry knew that.  He worked his hardest to catch up and over the course of the next week, he was
actually
quite successful. 

“Okay, it’s been a week. Do you think I’ll be able to get paid for my time,” she asked.

“Would it be alright if I paid you next week,” he asked.

“Why can’t you pay right now,” she asked in turn.