Juniper Causeways Curved Mountain Boroughs by Cyrus Vail 11

Chapter 11 

Noah 

My heart was still racing. 

I’d taken a huge risk with that balls in your face move tonight but I didn’t regret it for a second. The lonk in Coach’s eyes? Fucking priceless 

He’d been screwing with my head for days. Ever since the whole shower situation, I’d played nice. Embarrassed. Silent, Obedient. I followed every order, on matter how stupid or impossible, just to prove I could. 

Hell, I’d gone above and beyond. Memorized shit that wasn’t even mine to know. Showed up early. Stayed late. 

And you know what I got? 

Nothing. 

No praise. No nod. No “good job.” Just more commands, more impossible standards, and if I dared look for something in his expression–approval. recognition, anything–I got cold stone. 

So yeah. I’d had enough. 

Every night since, I’d gone back to the gym 

But what I’d really wanted was to see him. 

under some excuse. Pretended to forget a towel. Claimed I needed to stretch. Told myself it was routine. 

To face him again. To say something. To prove that I wasn’t some weak little puppy begging for scraps. 

But he hadn’t been there. 

Radio silence. 

So tonight? 

When he caught me at the bar with that girl–who, for the record, I had zero actual interest in–something inside me snapped. The little devil on my shoulder straight–up cackled. 

And when he came up behind me, voice low and threatening, telling me to watch where I spent my energy? 

Holy fuck. 

A chill slid down my spine straight to my cock. 

That warning? That growl in his voice? It had done more to me than the girl’s entire night of flirting. 

So yeah. I kissed her. 

I led her on. Flashed a smirk. Put my hand on her hip. And I swear to God, I saw Coach’s muscles twitch like he was one breath away from slamming me into the bar and reminding me who the fuck I belonged to. 

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And it was glorious. 

This was gonna be fun. 

Σ 

When we reached the elevators–Coach’s glare piercing through my skull from two feet away—I leaned in, still playing the game. 

“Have you seen the gym here?” I asked her, my voice loud enough to carry. 

She blinked. “Uh… no….” 

1 smirked. “Wanna tour? It’s empty now…” 

Her lips parted in a playful laugh. “Are you always this forward?” 

“Only when I’m trying to distract myself from making a bad decision; otherwise, I would’ve taken you straight to my room,” I said, taking her hand. 

We headed down the hallway, and I could feel him. 

Coach. 

Trailing just a few steps behind. Silent. Watching. Burning. 

Good. 

The gym was empty. Dimmed for the night, but not locked. I flicked on the lights near the weights and led her in, smug and unbothered, like this was just another flirt turned hookup. 

She followed me with a laugh, eyes wide, eating it up. 

I backed her toward a bench and kissed her again. Deeper this time. Hotter. 

I knew he was there. Somewhere in the shadows. 

Just like I’d been, but far enough that I couldn’t see him. 

Her hands slid up my shirt. Mine down her sides. We made out right there, heated and wild, until she dropped to her knees without me asking. 

I didn’t stop her. 

I let her. 

She looked up once for permission–and I gave it with a nod. 

Her hands worked my waistband open, and I leaned back, relaxing into the role as her willing mouth serviced my cock. Blending into the scene. Into the lie. 

Don’t get me wrong… I loved female attention, and I’d always enjoyed a good blowjob. I was not some kind of asshole using the first girl in sight to prove a point to me or someone else. This girl was definitely hot and very–very–eager to please from the start, but somehow, my mind had not caught up with my body tonight. 

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Because the truth? 

I wasn’t thinking about her mouth. 

I wasn’t thinking about her hands. 

I was thinking about him. 

His eyes. His commands. The way his voice made my body react like it belonged to him. 

But if he wanted to play the watching game–then fine. 

Two can play. 

So I put on a show. 

When the blonde girl at my feet sucked on my head like a lollipop, I moaned. Louder than I needed to. 

She closed her mouth around the tip, closing her eyes and taking it deeper, and I praised her, like anyone deserves to be praised after doing a damn good job-“God, yeah, just like that“-knowing every word was also for him. To get his blood boiling. 

I even gripped the edge of the bench when the girl began to bob on my dick. My hips lifting just slightly, letting the tension build right to the edge. She was working my cock with hunger, but neither her talents nor her enthusiasm was making me come. Not wanting to disappoint either of them–my hookup or our audience–I gripped her hair with my hand, thrusting deep enough to make her gag. I would’ve felt like shit for that, but she seemed to be having more fun than I was, her tits almost bouncing off her dress as she pretty much stabbed herself in the throat with my raging cock. 

A subtle noise in the distance, a breath… That’s all it takes to confirm what I already knew–Aiden is watching. And, just like that, I felt my orgasm building. 

She must’ve felt it too, because her throat took me relentlessly as if on a mission, clenching around my dick and finally bringing me over the edge. 

I came hard, spraying my cum over her mouth and her big bouncy boobs…. Biting back his name and whispering hers instead. 

She stood, giggling, licking her lips like she’d just won something. “I’ll go freshen up,” she said, and disappeared toward the showers. 

I stood. Tucked myself back in. Grabbed a towel. 

And then I turned toward the far end of the gym–where the air was thick and shadowed. I couldn’t see him, but I knew. 

He was there. 

Watching. 

Just like I’d watched him. 

I stared into the dark and smiled. 

“I think that makes us even,” I said softly. 

Then I waited for her–ready to take her to my room like the grateful gentleman I was, and return the favor. 

She’d brought more pride and satisfaction to this night than she’d ever know. 

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And I couldn’t wait to throw that in his face tomorrow. 

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