Chapter 10 - Jizz?

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Sasha's POV

I wanted Nefertiti. It seemed like I was hard all the time. Ever since our movie night I couldn't stop thinking about sleeping with her. I could still feel her straddling me and her hips moving against mine. I could still feel her lips on my neck and her hands gripping my hair. More than once I had dreamt about being with her only to wake up covered in sweat, hard, and achy.

Nef and I met during the season ticket holders party in early September during the preseason. Now two months later we had finally told each other that we liked each other and that we wanted to move ahead, to see where things went. We had only been officially dating for less than a month.

It was mid November and Nef and I had yet to have sex. Not that I was complaining or anything but a there is only so much cuddling a guy can do before his body starts to react. Whenever we're together we cuddled, we held each other. More than once she had fallen asleep in my arms watching television. I had even had her over to my place to hangout. I told her that she was welcome to stay the night if she wanted. I told her that if she wasn't comfortable sharing my bed that she could sleep in one of the guest rooms. She had politely refused and drove home at 2 am.

I really wanted her to stay with me that night. Hell I really wanted her to stay with me any night. It seemed like every time things got hot and heavy there was an interruption: her roommates, her friends, my friends, the phone, or it was late. Once we had been on the couch in my living room with her hands down my pants when Ovie walked in. Why did he have keys to my house again? Another time we had been laying on her bed with my hand up her shirt when Jesse walked in looking to borrow a dress from Nef.

I was in the locker room after practice taking off my gear. Some of the guys were horsing around. The usual trouble makers: Ovie, Mike, our web producer Brett Leonhardt, and our PR guy Nate Ewell. Brett and Nate had chased Mike and Ovie from the trainers room into the locker room. Mike had been screaming for help as Brett chased him with a pair of clippers.

"Come on Greener; you need to have the hawk," Brett said referring to Mike not having his fauxhawk. He hadn't had a hair cut since before the preseason and it had grown out.

Once I had taken off my skates I grabbed Nate and put him in a headlock. Ovie came up beside me and grabbed Nate's legs. Once Mike saw that we had Nate he turned to Brett and said "You're next." We carried Nate to the cold pool and tossed him in. Poor Nate; he seemed to be the victim of pranks in the locker room more than anyone else. When Brett saw what we had done to Nate he turned and fled the locker room.

"It's not over!" Nate shouted as everyone in the locker room laughed. He always said that he would get us back one day.

After I pulled off my compression gear I walked into the showers to get clean, hoping that I could get showered and dressed before anyone decided that they wanted to continue the fun. I showered quickly and went to my locker stall to dress.

"Sash," I heard Mike say, "What's up?"

"Not much,"

"We're going out tonight. Wanna come?"

"Nyet. I have plans already," I told him.

"Plans? Doing what?"

"Not doing what. Doing who," Ovie said. "He has new girl."

There were a few whistles from the locker room as I pulled on my jeans.

"Well bring her out too. I want to meet her," Mike told me.

"No, you already meet her. We not go out tonight. We stay in."

I explained to Mike that he had met Nef the night we went to Russia House a few months ago. He said that he didn't remember her so I showed him one of the pictures that I have saved to my phone. This one was of her in a charcoal gray skirt suit, glasses, and her hair in a bun on top of her head.

"You're staying in, huh?" Mike asked wiggling his eyebrows.

"Da."

I sat my phone down in my stall to pull my shirt over my head and Mike snatched it. I started to run after him but Nick grabbed me and pinned me against the locker stalls.

"Ohhhh, she's a looker," Mike said as he flipped through the pictures on my phone.

I heard the phone beep signaling a new text message.

"A new message from Nef," Mike said as he opened it. "Still on for dinner and desert tonight at 7?"

I tried to push Nick off of me to get my phone but Tomas (Flash) came over to help hold me down. Mike started to press buttons on my phone and I asked him what he was doing.

"Nothing," he said as he put the phone to his ear; he was calling her.

He put the phone on speaker and I heard Nef's voice say "Hey babe."

"Hi Babe," Mike responded.

"Sasha?" she asked.

I tried to shout but Flash put his hand over my mouth. The locker room had gone silent and everyone was listening.

"Da," Mike said.

"Who is this?"

"It Sasha," Ovie said. "He here in the locker room."

"Ovie? Who was that talking and why am I on speaker phone in the locker room?" She asked.

"Sasha," Mike said, "Want guys to talk to you." He was trying and failing to speak with a Russian accent.

"You guys are terrible," she said laughing. I guess she had worked out that the guys had stolen my phone.

"This is Brads. So, you're Jizz's new girl?" Brads said taking the phone from Mike.

"Jizz?" she asked quizzically.

I really didn't want her to know that particular nickname.

"Yeah, that's what we call him in the locker room."

"Well then I guess I am Jizz's new girl," she said laughing. "Can you tell him to be at my place for dinner at 7?"

"Will do, but when are we going to meet you? The guys have to meet and approve of you."

"Ummm, I guess that's up to Jizz."

They proceeded to pass my phone around to just about everyone on the locker room. They were really having too much fun with this.

"So you guys are having dinner and 'dessert'?" Brooks asked when he got the phone. "What kind of dessert?"

I did not like the way he spoke to Nef. His voice was too low, too breathy. Stop flirting with her dammit. I don't care if you are a ladies man Brooks, that lady is mine!

"Something sweet and sinful," Nef spoke in a sultry voice playing along with Brooks.

"Sweet and sinful?"

"Yeah, I'm thinking something with chocolate and caramel."

"Jizz says that he only wants chocolate and caramel if it's on you," Brooks made kissy lips at me.

I did not say that. I was thinking it, yes. But I didn't say it. I am going to kill Brooks and Mike, and Ovie, and Brads, definitely Brads.

"That can be arranged," I heard her say.

The entire locker room erupted with cheers and whistles. I'm never going to live this down. Please don't encourage them. I get ragged on enough by Ovie about Nef. I don't need the rest of the team to do it too.

"I'd love to keep chatting with you guys but I have to get back to work. Tell Jizz- I meant Sasha that I'll see him later tonight!"

Brooks handed my phone back to me and Flash and Nick let me go. As I was leaving the locker room Mike made pouty lips and batted his eyelashes at me. "I can't believe you're ditching us."

"I not ditching you. I just not going out with you. Rather spend time with the pretty lady."

"Rather spend naked time with the pretty lady," Brooks hollered as I walked out of the locker room.

"Better than naked time with you!" I shouted back.


Naked time - I wish.