Blue Lines(101)

She nodded, bringing one of her lips between a set of perfectly, straight, white teeth.

“Yeah, unless you want to climb over, I promise, we’ll take good care of you.”

Erik chuckled, his cock straining against the zipper of his jeans. He tried to ignore it, tried to ignore the girls, but it was hard. Closing his eyes, trying to get his head straight, he took in a deep breath when someone called his name.

“Titov, come on.”

Erik looked over his shoulder to see Phillip calling after him. Thankful for the distraction, he waved goodbye to the bunnies and walked over to Phillip. Reaching his best friend, he saw that he was upset.

“What’s wrong?” Erik asked as they entered the back entrance.

“My sister has been calling me all week,” he said, moving his hand through his hair. Like him, Phillip didn’t have a great childhood, but unlike Erik, Phillip wasn’t fucked-up from it. His dad left when he was young and his mom turned to drugs. She died soon after he joined the Assassins, leaving behind Phillip and his older sister and her daughter. He thought that when his mother died all the crap would have stopped, but apparently his sister followed down the same path as their mother and was deep into drugs, too. One would think that no one could overcome such a crap-ass family, but Phillip had.

With a shake of his head, Phillip said, “She wants money, says my niece is starving.”

Erik nodded. “Do you believe it?”

“No, I know she just wants money for God knows what, but I was thinking of sending the money to Claire myself, but then I know how she is; she does anything for her mom.”

Erik shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t think you should send it. I’m pretty sure Claire is okay; if not, she would call you.”

Phillip nodded. “Yeah, I didn’t think of that. Thanks.”

“No problem,” Erik said, trying to walk away, but Phillip stopped him.

“What were you doing?”

Erik shook his head. “Nothing.”

“I saw your face. You were flirting with those girls.”

Erik made a face. “I was not, I was signing autographs. Don’t worry, it was nothing.”

But it was everything.

What was he thinking?

Phillip shook his head as he started to walk away, but Erik stopped him. “Okay, maybe it is something.” Phillip turned with a knowing grin as Erik went on: “I don’t really know if I love her or not. I thought I might but I’m not sure.”

“What? What happened? You told me you guys were solid only a couple of days ago,” Phillip said with a frustrated look on his face as they entered the locker room. “They are just whores; don’t let them fuck with your head.”

“No, I got hard, Phillip. I wanted to put my dick so far down that girl’s throat and get lost in the pleasure,” Erik confessed, shaking his head. “If I loved Piper, why would I want that?”

“Dude, we are men. We all want sex all the time. It’s okay. It’s not like you did it.”

“But I could have.”

“But would you?” Phillip asked.

Erik shook his head. “I don’t know.”

Phillip paused as he shook his head. “Hey, Shea,” he called, causing Erik to whip his head around. “Does your dick get stiff when you see other girls?”

Shea made a face of disgust as he shook his head. “What kind of question is that, Anderson?”

“It’s a good one. You are a married man. I need to know if when I get married, I’ll still have that problem.”

The guys all laughed as Shea shook his head. “No, I love my wife; she is enough for me.”

“Liar,” Lucas said, throwing a sock at Shea. “We are men, and we live, breathe, and think sex every chance we get. If you don’t get hot when you see a hot piece of ass, then you aren’t a man.”

“I don’t agree. I think that my fiancée is enough. I don’t even have to look at another female,” Tate answered.

“There is a difference from not having to look, to having a pair of perfect tits in your face,” Karson King, a defenseman, said. “No man can look away from that; if he can, then his woman has him pussy-whipped and I commend them.”

“Yup,” Lucas said with a nod. “I have the finest wife ever. Nice tight ass, great tits, and man, a mouth that can bring me to my knees, but when I pick my son up from school and his teacher gives me this look, I swear my cock goes so hard, man,” he said with his eyes closed, making some of the guys laugh while others shook their head. “Ah! I just want to smash something, but it goes away before I even get home. I don’t want her; I want my wife. It’s not a big deal as long as you don’t act on it.”