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Jaycie moaned at his words.

Then as the both straightened out, she became aware of the sounds coming from the hallways.

"Shit." She mumbled, as she grabbed her clothes, and put them on.
 
Mike did his best to deal with his obstinent player, but her stubbornness, which could be a very good trait for an athlete, was starting to wear on him.

As they neared the hospital, he stepped across the line from coach to... something else. He had enough of her attitude.

"You can be a stubborn little bitch, can't you?" he mouthed off... then instantly regretted it. He considered, briefly, apologizing... then decided against it. He might have been out of line, but it was still true.
 
Rylee glared at him, and then looked up at him as he called her a bitch. Her jaw set, as she glared at him for a few moments, before she said.

"You know what you mother fucking bastard, you can shove what you just said right up you're ass. I can be a bitch, and I am stubborn as hell. But you gotta learn to deal with it...." She finally finished.

As they got to the hostpital, she sighed, and got out.
 
Correction.

She tried to get out. She reached for the door handle, and found that he locked it... each time she went to throw the door open.

"Listen, Rylee," he said sternly, once he had her (angry, defiant attention). "You can be as pissed at me as you like... and you can blame me for your busted wrist... I don't really care. But blaming others for your shit won't help you deal with it. And calling your coach a 'mother fucking bastard' isn't gonna help your situation much either." He sucked in a breath of air, but wasn't done.

"Now, some poor doctor's gonna be stuck with the task of trying to care for you, and you're sure as hell gonna treat him with some level of respect. You're representing State now, when you go in there, and I expect you to act like it."

He clicked the door button once more, and the lock popped up.
 
Rylee tried to open the door, "Damn it..." She mumbled under her breath, finally. She just sat there, and looked at Mike. "Well, you deserved it..." She commented, after he finally finished. Sighing, she slipped a hand through her hair with her good hand.

Finally the lock popped open, she hesitated, took in a breath, composed herself, and got out of the car. Wincing slightly at the pain that shot through her wrist and up her arm. She looked back at Mike, and then waited for him to get out of the car. The more Rylee moved around the more her wrist hurt. She held her wrist against her stomach, and looked at Mike.
 
Stephanie couldn't take it anymore. "Oh Will!" she moaned loudly as she came, again. Her whole body shook as the pleasure went through her, she grabbed the bedsheets with her hands and curled her toes tightly. Shutting her eyes as she continued to moan, her pussy squeezing tightly on his finger, her juices flowing out, the little she had left. She lay there without moving for a minute as her body calmed down.
 
Stephanie's orgasm was unmistable. Will savored the sensation of being so near her.

As her pussy slowed down from her quivering, his mouth held still on her. His face was a wet mess from their combined moisture. His fingers stayed within her, not daring to move.

"You liked that, huh?" he said with a broad smile, softly. He was immensely pleased to be able to bring her such pleasure.
Andy hurriedly got his clothes on, just seconds before a couple of students entered the room. Thankfully they were oblivious to the sexual energy in the room.

Andy drew close to Jaycie. "I'm not ready for this to be over yet... not by a long shot." There was a fire in his eyes. Passion. Hunger.

"Please... can we go somewhere else?"
Mike hoped her tantrum was over. She was irritating the hell out of him, but he had to admit, deep inside, that her passion and personality were stimulating for him. With Rylee, he was discovering, you always got the real person, not some varnished imitation.

They stepped into the ER, and he let the nurses take over.

They took Rylee back to the exam room, and after about 20 minutes the nurse came out and asked if he wanted to join her, now that the doctor had seen her. "It's up to her," he responded. "I'll be glad to go back with my player, if she doesn't mind."

He was extremely interested to see what the response would be.
 
Jaycie changed quickly, and then smiled at him as a few students walked in. Thankfully they were oblivious to the sexual tension between the pair.

Listening to his words, she smiled at him. "Begging doesn't get you anywhere...." She responded, teasing him.

Then she nodded, "Where shall we go?" She questioned, her eyes full of mischief.
Rylee wasn't one to hide who she was, everything that she did or said was just her. You either love her or you hate her. Either way, she doesn't really care. Rylee knew what she wanted, who she wanted, but at the same time she wasn't quite sure who she was as a person.

Rylee slipped a hand through her blonde hair with her good hand. As they walked into the ER, and the nurses took over. They got her set up in a room, and everything. One of the nurses took hold of her bad wrist, and Rylee yelped in pain. Gritting her teeth, and setting her jaw, she held it together. That was until the doctor came in to look at it.

Rylee usually never cried, like never. As the doctor examined her wrist, moving it to see what exactly was wrong. It hurt so much that she let a few tears fall, as well as almost punching the nurse in the face. Then, she got it x-rayed, and it was exactly what she had thought, a fracture. When they got back into the room, she was told that Mark could come in. She nodded, telling then it was ok for him to come in.
 
"A broom closet would work for me," Andy teased. But he didn't want to run the risk of being interrupted again.

"I live in a frat house, here on campus... the BEdZ House. My roommate's gone for the next couple of days with an internship. We could go there..."

He looked at her expectantly. Truth was, he'd beg and plead and cry and grovel, if that's what it took.

All he knew was, he wanted more of her.
 
"Oh yes.." Stephanie whispered, barely able to speak, her breathing labored. She nodded and lay there for a moment, she was beginning to grow tired, but tried to ignore it. She loved the feel of his fingers within her. She wanted to make love to him all night, and everywhere. She couldn't get enough.
 
Jaycie smirked, looking at him. Eye brow raised, as she watched him. Listening to him speak, her eyes sparkled.

She smiled at him, and then ran a hand through her hair. "Well, we should go there..." She commented, smiling.

Jaycie smirked at him, and then said "Lead the way..." She said.
 
Will felt Stephanie's body begin to relax, her pulsations around his two fingers beginning to diminish. He enjoyed the warmth and safety of her body immensely.

Careful he withdrew his fingers and pulled up alongside her, laying his hand across her tummy as his legs intertwined with hers. His mouth glistened with her wetness; the taste and aroma were intoxicating.

"Stephanie," he said softly, "I really like being with you. Thank you for... for..." How do you capture all we've experienced?, he wondered to himself.

"... for everything." He leaned closer and gave her a soft, wet kiss.
Andy extended his hand toward hers, once they had picked up all their belongings. Their fingers intertwined.

The Beta House was just two blocks from campus, which made it about a four block walk. Andy's heart was beating furiously, and though he felt the need to ask her about her life... her hopes... her history... her dreams, no words formed. He was too excited and worried and... scrambled. He couldn't get the memories of the past several wild, erotic minutes to make any sense in his mind.

All that came out sounded terribly silly to him, but they were the words that came tumbling out. "Do you need anything to eat... or drink?" He was suddenly aware that he was terribly thirsty.

He gave her hand a little squeeze as they walked in the brisk coolness of the morning.
By the time Mark entered the room, his temper had cooled considerably.

He was a bit surprised Rylee let him come into the exam room, but he was grateful nonetheless. He found he was caring for this obstinent, competitive woman much more than he would have anticipated.

As he entered the room, she seemed like a frightened little girl, sitting on the sterile exam table.

"What's the word?" he asked, already anticipating the response. "What's the doc got to say?"

The frustration was gone from his voice; his first inclination was to hug her; instead, he sat on the hard plastic chair, looking at her.
 
Jaycie smiled and took his hand in hers, as they walked. Lacing he fingers with his.

Her heart was beating as she thought of the last few moments.

As they walked, she wondered if she should say anything, but she couldn't. It would ruin the moment that they had.

She looked over at him, and smiled. Then slipped a hand through her hair."I am kinda thirsty.." She said, smiling at him.
Rylee looked up as he walked in, her temper still kind of present.

She had let him come because she hated hospitals, doctors, the whole deal. The last time she had been in the hospital, her mother had died. So, yeah...you could understand why she hated it.

She needed him right now, whether he knew it or not. She truly did.

Rylee looked at him as he spoke, "Just a fracture...." She said, "The doc said that he would talk to you about the technical stuff.... But I can play..." She said, smiling.

She smiled, and looked at him. She had a feeling of wanting to just get up and hug him, but she wasn't sure how he would take it. So she just sat there.
 
Andy's heart was beating so strongly from all they had shared that he was certain she could hear it. He was relieved when she said she was thirsty too, so they slipped in a small coffee shop on the edge of campus, and he grabbed a bottle of flavored tea, inviting her to get whatever she wished for.

As the girl at the check-out rang up their total, Andy blushed darkly, certain that she could tell that they had just... had sex. The reality of what they had shared... and were hoping to again... made his heart race all over again.

She grabbed her drink, and he looked at her expectantly. "Should we head... to our appointment?" he asked vaguely. He was aching to be with her again.
"That's great news," Mike answered reassuringly. The smile on her face was infectious, and as she looked toward the door, he studied her features just a bit. The outline of her face, the shape of her mouth, the tone of her skin... and yes, her figure... were all incredibly attractive to him, even though she had residual sweat on her body from the practice, with her hair somewhat tangled.

"Rylee... you're really a very good player," he complimented her. "I'd like to help you get better... if you'll let me." Deep in his heart, he added, There are other things I'd like to help you at, too... if you'll let me. But he looked away, blushing unintentionally. He felt a warmth start to develop lower on his body. He tried to focus his thoughts, but found himself looking back at her... wanting her.

He hoped desperately she wouldn't notice.
 
Jaycie smiled, and then as they walked into she got a flavored water.

She wasn't sure if the girl that rang them up could tell if they had just done, what they had just done. But at the same time, she didn't care,

She smiled, and then nodded to him and walked with him out of the store.
Rylee smiled at him, "Yeah, it's great..." She commented, giving him a small smile. She was nervous, and it showed in her voice. Rylee slipped a hand through her hair once, and then looked down at her wrist. It was quite swollen, but they had told her that they were going to put a cast on it, and that it should be healed in a few weeks. She felt like a mess, since they had come straight from practice, her hair was in a mess, and she still had sweat residue on her features.

Rylee looked up as he spoke to her, "Really? Well, I'm sure we can work something out..." She said, "But thanks..." She commented, smiling at him. She knew that he could probably tell she was nervous, as she kept on glancing at the door. Just as the doctor walked in, she glanced at Mark, her whole body tensed.
 
As they got closer to the BEdZ House, their pace picked up. They were practically running as they headed up the hallway.

"This is the House," Andy hurriedly said as they stepped inside the door. A tv was playing down the hallway. It was his attempt at an introduction. But more important things were waiting.

He took her hand, and they raced up a wide wooden staircase.

Third door on the left, and they were inside. He clicked the door shut. And turned toward her, placing his drink down. His eyes were full of passion and desire.
Mark was surprised how vulnerable she suddenly seemed. The doctor stepped in, and he could feel her tension rise. He edged closer and took her hand, his eyes on the man in the white lab coat who held the answers.

Suddenly he realized what he had just done. But he didn't release his hold on her soft skin.
 
Jaycie smiled, as they finally got to the frat house.

Letting her eyes run over the place once more, before racing up the stairs and into a bed room.

She looked at him, her eyes full of passion, lust. A huge grin on her features, as she sat down her drink, and then practically threw herself at him.
Rylee glanced at him, seeing his surprised features, she returned it with a meek smile at him. As he took her hand, she didn't even say anything. Instead she held onto it, tightly. She didn't want to be alone at the moment, and holding his hand seemed like the only way she could survive at the moment. She gripped his hand, clinging to it.

Rylee glanced at the doctor, as he began to speak. "So, Ms. James, I'm Dr. Carlton" He said, looking between them. "Pleasure to meet ya....it's seems like just a small fracture. I will put a cast on it, and it should take about 4 to 6 weeks to heal. You can still play soccer, but don't overdo it." The doctor said, glancing at Mark, to make sure he knew what he was talking about, "Now the big question is, what color cast do you want?"

Rylee's eyes widened, as she heard about how long it took to heal. She glanced at Mark, and winced slightly. Then at his last questioned, she gave him a smile. "Pink." She said, giggling slightly. It was her favorite color, and heck it would be easy to spot her on the field.
 
The bed gave a squeek as Andy and Jaycie landed on the mattress. They were fully clothed, but hands started furiously removing clothing as he tumbled on top of her, two lovers wild with desire.

He suspended himself over her body as she unbuttoned his shirt; he was taken by the flow of her blonde hair on his pillow.

"Jaycie... you are amazing," he whispered, nearly breathless with desire.
Mark was quite surprised, frankly, how she grasped his hand. Surprised, but gratified at the same time, as his heart rate began to quicken from the contact.

He looked at her with surprise when she stated what color she wanted her cast to be. So there's a little girl in there, after all, he tought to himself, a smile spreading across his face.

Then his attention spread to the doctor. "Doc, she's pretty damn competitive; wanna be more specific what she should and shouldn't do?" The doctor gave some guidance, though Mark's question was met with a disgusted frown from his player. She went to release his hand; he did not let go.

"I'll have the nurse come in and get you ready for the cast. The whole process should take about a half hour."

In a matter of moments, Mark and Rylee were alone.
 
"No, thank you Will." she said with a grin. She flipped over so she was on top of him, she could feel his hot throbbing cock against her ass. "I want to do everything with you, everywhere possible." she whispered. "Where would you like to start first?" she smiled, "The shower's pretty big.." she added, kissing his neck.
 
Jaycie unbuttoned his shirt furiously.

Her hands running over the buttons like lightning, as they collapsed on the bed in a tangle of clothes, kisses, and love.

She moaned, as he fell on top of her.

Finally she shirt was off and tossed onto the floor. She pinched and scratched him all over his torso and back.
Rylee held his hand as if it were the only way to survive. She shrugged when she saw his look of surprise at the color of cast she chose. As she then listened as Mark asked the questions about her being able to play, as she threw him a furious look. Her temper instantly flying back up, as she tried to let go of his hand, and he held onto it.

Rylee smiled, and nodded to the doctor "Thank you." She finally said, before he left the room. Then she turned her attention to Mark, as they were now alone in the room. She looked at him, and then down at their hands which she still held onto. She sighed, and shivered slightly. Just thinking about the hospital brought back memories of her mother, the cancer, her whole life. She desperately tried to push the thoughts away, as she glanced around the room, and then back at Mark.

"Thanks for taking me here, and sorry I was such a bitch to you earlier." Rylee said, looking at him.
 
Andy was wild with desire; yes, they had made love (somewhat hurriedly) just a few minutes before. He was ready to... do this right this time.

He forced himself to try to slow down. His shirt as off... he was eager to be out of his pants.

He suspended himself over her body, looking into her captivating eyes. His chest was heaving.

Wordlessly he positioned his body next to hers, so he could removed her top. As he did so, he found himself staring at her bra... her chest. His thickness was increasing.

"Damn, Jaycie... you are nothing less than beautiful," he said, still breathless.

He leaned down and kissed the soft skin of her chest, just above her breasts.
Rylee's words, her brokenness, melted his heart... and he crossed a line.

He let her hand go, and stood, wrapping her in his arms as she remained on the exam table. They were, for the moment, very much alone.

Suddenly he had gotten to see Rylee, not the competitive player... but Rylee, the girl... the fragile, tender, needing-to-be-embraced girl.

His hug was more than a coach-hug... it was... a feeling hug.

"It's okay..." he assured her. "It's okay...."

His voice was soft, his embrace steady.
 
Jaycie smiled at him, and then tried to force herself to slow down.

Her own breath was coming out in short, ragged gasps.

Her eyes met his, as he looked at her.

As her shirt was removed, she was thankful that she had worn one of her nice, black, lace bras. She smiled as she watched him look at her chest.

She listened to his words, and smiled. "Andy....you are everything that I want in a man...." She commented. Her words rambling out of her mouth before she could stop them.

She arched her back slightly as he kissed her chest, her blonde hair was strewn wildly around her head.
 
Will smiled broadly. Damn, this girl's insatiable, he thought to himself.

"Yeah... the shower sounds nice... doesn't it?" he asked, casting a playful look in that direction.

"I've... I've never showered with... with a girl before." And then he realized he wasn't with a girl. She was... much more than that.

"I'd love to wash you up..." he offered, his voice full of desire.
 
Rylee looked at him, as she watched him stand up, and then hug her. She returned the hug, wrapping her one good arm around his neck. Normally she wasn't like this, but given the situation, she knew that he understood, somewhat. She returned the hug, almost, fiercely.

She buried her head into the crook of his neck, and she didn't let go. Hearing his words, the tone of his voice, the hug, it was exactly what she needed. All she could do was nod, silently. Finally, she pulled back, and just sat there, looking at him.

"Thanks...I needed that...." She said, quietly. Averting her eyes, to look at her wrist.
 
Andy was trying to use some self-restraint... and she was gonna say something like that?

His gentle kisses became more passionate as he tugged at her bra, exposing her right breast from the lace of her black bra.

Hungrily he took her nipple in his mouth.
 
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