Rafael cursed under his breath, forehead dropping to my shoulder. His body was still pressed against mine, cock buried just inside me. Sweat coated his skin. I felt him tremble... fighting every instinct to stay buried deep inside me and ignore everything else.

The banging came again, harder. Voices outside. “Rafael! Open up... it’s coach. Emergency with Mateo. He’s on the way to the hospital. They need you there now!”

His phone started ringing again.

“Fuck,” he growled, voice raw. He kissed my neck hard, teeth grazing my skin, then slowly pulled out. The loss made me whimper.

“I have to go,” he said, breathing hard, eyes dark with frustration...