Zoe's P.O.V.

After classes, I head to the basketball court, as always, excited to meet my Sky. He's already there, shooting hoops and looking incredibly handsome. Whenever I see him, I forget about everything that bothers me. Seriously, this man has some magical power to take away all my stress.

He spots me and waves with a big grin on his face. As I approach him, he teases me with a playful smirk. "Ready to lose?"

I roll my eyes. "In your dreams."

I know I'm going to lose because I've played basketball only a few times, and I'm not exactly tall, but it's fun to banter with him.

He laughs, tossing me the ball. "Alright, Trouble. Let's begin."

I catch it awkwardly before dribbling the ball, feeling a bit clumsy.

You can do this, Zoe! Give it a shot.

Encouraging myself, I run for the basket, trying to score. As expected, I miss the shot, and the ball bounces off the rim, but Sky still cheers for me.

"Nice try, Trouble! You almost had it." He laughs, catching the ball.

"Yeah, yeah," I huff, pretending to be annoyed.

He scores easily, and I roll my eyes, trying to act unimpressed, though I'm always secretly in awe of him.

"Come on, Zoe, you've got to do better than that." He teases, dribbling the ball.

I glare at him playfully. "Oh, I will. Watch me."

I try to take the ball, but Sky skillfully keeps it out of my reach. Every time I get close, he spins or shifts, making it impossible for me to grab it.

"Come on, Sky, give me a chance," I say, trying to sound frustrated, but a laugh escapes my mouth.

He grins, dribbling the ball between his legs and around me with ease. "You'll have to work harder for it, Trouble."

"Stop showing off!" I shout, stifling a giggle as he moves backwards, still dribbling perfectly.

"Why not?" He chuckles.

Zoe, think something. You can't just let him tease you more. You have to take the ball from him.

A smirk spreads across my face as a mischievous idea strikes me.

"Watch me now." Instead of going for the ball, I lunge at him, wrapping my arms around his waist, leaving him shocked.

"Fuck!" He laughs, almost losing his balance. "That's cheating!" He protests, but he's laughing so hard he can't stay mad.

"All's fair in love and basketball." I giggle as I hold him firmly.

God! It's just the beginning of the game, and I'm already enjoying it.

With a playful growl, he scoops me up, spinning me around, and my laughter fills the court.

He settles me down. "You're unbelievable."

"I just have my ways." I wink at him before picking up the ball. "Let's play more. I want to score at least once today."

"You're going to score more than once today. I can assure you," he states with full confidence.

"You're kidding, right?" I raise my brows at him.

"Nope."

"It's impossible." I shake my head in disbelief.

"We'll see, Zoe." He teases, stepping behind me. As his hand grasps my bare waist—I'm wearing a crop top—a shiver runs down my spine. Every time Sky's hands make contact with my bare skin, it feels like the first time; my entire body comes alive.

He lifts me with ease, guiding me toward the hoop. "Okay, now go for it."

At his words, I throw the ball, focusing on the basket. A wide smile of triumph spreads across my face as the ball finally goes in.

"Yippie! I did it." I squeal with joy as Sky lowers me back to the ground, laughing.

"I'm your coach, Zoe. Of course, you'd score with me around."

I turn to face him, beaming. "Thank you, Mr. Coach."

"I'm proud of you, my favourite student." He pulls me closer, engulfing me in his warm arms.

We stay like that for a moment, enjoying the closeness. Then I pull back, still grinning. "Let's play some more. I'm just getting warmed up."

Sky chuckles. "Alright, but don't get too cocky now."

We continue playing, and like he said, I scored more than one point. And the credit goes to my Sky.

***

Sky's P.O.V.

I never thought that playing basketball could be so much fun, but Zoe brings a whole new level of joy to everything. Watching her play, even clumsily, is a pleasure. Every time she scores, her face lights up, and it fills my heart with joy to be a part of her happiness.

After a few more rounds of playful basketball, we both collapse on the grass beside the court, panting and laughing. The sky above us is clear, but suddenly, dark clouds roll in, and a drizzle begins to fall.

Zoe looks up, her face glowing with excitement. "It's raining."

Seeing the rain pouring on Zoe, soaking her, I recall the time when we went for a lake picnic and it started raining. At that time, I was controlling my desire, but today there are no restrictions. Zoe is all mine now. I can kiss her, suck every drop of rain from her body, and gaze at her wet and tempting form with desire in my eyes openly. Fuck! It feels incredible.

Zoe turns to me, her wet hair sticking to her face, and I can't resist leaning in to kiss her. "Do you have any idea how beautiful and tempting you look in the rain?" I whisper against her wet lips.

She slightly shakes her head, lost in our proximity, her eyes filled with desire. I kiss her passionately, clasping her face as the rain comes down on us even harder. This kiss is my way of expressing the joy I feel knowing she's mine.

I pull Zoe closer, feeling the heat between us intensify before breaking the kiss, my intense gaze locked with hers. "Let's go somewhere private," I whisper, pulling her to her feet.

We dash across the court, the rain pouring down around us heavily, our wet clothes clinging to our bodies. We reach the nearby girls' washroom. Once inside, I directly lead her into one of the stalls and lock the door before pinning her against the wall.

"Sky, you forgot to lock the main door," Zoe breathes out, her gaze fixed on me. "Anybody could come in."

I smirk, my hands roaming over her body, slipping under her wet top, causing her to shiver. "I want them to come."

"What? Why? Are you crazy?" She gasps, her eyes wide.

"It's your little punishment for teasing me in the kitchen, Trouble." I state, moving closer to her and opening her denim shorts button. "Control yourself from moaning if you don't want anybody to know what's happening inside."

I slide my hand down into her shorts, rubbing her clit through her soaked panties. She bites her lip, trying to suppress a moan, and it only makes me harder. My other hand moves up to fondle her breasts, pinching her nipples through the wet fabric. The risk of getting caught heightens the intensity of the moment.

"Sky," she whimpers, her eyes pleading with me to fuck her.

"Shh," I murmur, making slow circles on her clit, driving her insane. "You have to be quiet, remember?"

After kneeling in front of her, I struggle to yank down her wet shorts, and we both chuckle.

"Fuck this rain!" I curse, finally pulling her shorts off.

"Hey! Not a bad word for the rain. It's my favourite." She warns, pointing her finger down at me.

I let out a soft laugh before pulling her undies aside and licking her clit, my fingers spreading her open. She grips my shoulders, gasping. I look up at her, her face contorted with pleasure as she fights to stay silent.

"Sky, please..." she begs, her voice trembling with desperation.

I stand and press her against the wall with my body before kissing her deeply, muffling her moans. My hand moves behind her, squeezing her buttocks as I grind against her, our wet clothes creating a delicious friction.

"Turn around," I command in a soft tone, and she obeys, pressing her palms against the wall.

She looks so hot! So damn hot, standing with her back to me, all ready for me.

Entwining my fingers with hers, I enter her from behind, slow and deep. She's so tight and wet, and it's taking everything in me not to lose control. I reach around and rub her clit with great vigour as I thrust into her, causing her body to tremble with the effort to stay quiet.

"You're doing so well, Trouble," I murmur, my lips against her ear. "But I'm not done with you yet."

I spank her buttocks before grabbing her wet hair and increasing my pace. She's shaking, her legs barely holding her up, and I know she's close. I'm right there with her, the combination of her tight heat and the risk of being caught driving me to the edge.

"Sky, I'm going to—" she starts, but I cover her mouth with my hand.

"Quiet," I remind her, thrusting even harder. "Come for me, Trouble, but don't make a sound."

With a last, powerful thrust, she explodes, her entire body quivering, her muffled cries vibrating against my hand.

Like always, I feel immense pleasure.