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“You feel so good inside me,” she gasps.
The words barely clear her lips when she begins to writhe against me. Her body is so slick from the water, I almost lose my grip on her but manage to keep her up and against the wall. She lets out a whimper that echoes off the tile all around us. Bailey shakes even harder. She bites my earlobe, giving me a rush of pain that highlights and intensifies the pleasure ringing through my body. As she comes, she grows tighter around my cock, squeezing me harder than a fist.
I move within her, the feeling of my shaft sliding against those satiny, wet, and warm inner walls sending shockwaves of sensation coursing through me. My cock swells and when Bailey’s soft lips brush my ear again, I shudder.
“Come for me, baby,” she whispers. “I want to feel you come inside of me.”
Her words send me to the edge. With a gentle roll of my hips, I bury myself as deep inside of her as I can be and feel her pussy pulsing around me. A low, rumbling growl rises from my throat, and I feel my body tightening. A moment later, I cry out as I explode, filling her up with my hot, thick come.
We’re both still shaking, enveloped in tendrils of ecstasy when she opens her eyes. I place a gentle kiss on her lips and press my forehead to hers.
“I love you,” I say softly.
I clamp my mouth shut so hard and so suddenly, the click of my teeth is loud in my ears. It's one thing to think those words, but it's something else entirely to say them out loud. I hadn't meant to say it, and it clearly caught Bailey off guard. She looks back at me with a startled expression on her face, but that expression fades and is replaced by a warm smile and the shimmer of the tears welling in her eyes.
“I’m sorry. It just came out and?—”
She puts a finger to my lips to stop me from speaking. Still holding her up against the wall, we stare into each other’s eyes for a long, silent moment.
“I love you too, Ben,” she whispers.
My heart swells ten times its normal size as I play and replay those words in my mind. I’m normally a pretty articulate guy. But when I open my mouth to reply, the words simply fall away and I’m left staring at her. Stricken and temporarily speechless, I do the only thing that feels right at the moment. I lean forward and kiss her, trying to put the words I can’t seem to formulate into my lips.
And judging by the way she kisses me back, she seems to understand. I never knew this level of happiness existed. Call it yet another door Bailey has opened for me.
14
BAILEY
I’ve walked around in a glorious haze all day, unable to keep the smile off my face. Never in my life have I known what the feeling of walking on cloud nine felt like. Not until today.
All day, I’ve been hearing Ben’s deep, gruff voice telling me that he loves me on a continuous loop. It was such an unexpected thing to hear from him, but just thinking about it and seeing the sincerity in his eyes when he said it made my heart feel five sizes too big for my chest.
The feelings he expressed for me when we were lying in bed together later were everything I've been carrying around in my heart but have been too afraid to give voice to.
Every day we’ve spent together, I’ve felt myself growing closer to Ben. Falling harder for him. Nobody has ever come close to making me feel the things he makes me feel. He’s captured my heart and imagination in ways I honestly thought nobody ever would. And knowing that I’m not alone in those feelings has filled me with a level of joy I always thought was unattainable.
There is a dark shadow that’s partially obscuring the rainbow and sunshine filling my mind, though. And that’s knowing he is going to ask the team for a trade. I fear that if Ben’s wish is granted and he's sent off to another city, what we’ve started to build together will crumble to dust. That the love we share will melt away like snow in the California sun. Long-distance relationships rarely survive, and I fear that ours will be just another statistic. That we'll both throw ourselves into our work to cope and that we'll shut down those feelings simply to protect ourselves from the hurt of not having each other nearby.
What I hate most is that this is all happening because of my brother. His insecurity about Ben taking his spot on the team and his incessant need to control me and every facet of my life have combined to potentially ruin the best thing that’s ever happened to me. He is quite literally on a mission to ruin my life. Not that I’m surprised. He’s been this way ever since our parents died. He thinks he has to be my parent and refuses to acknowledge that I’m a grown woman who can make my own decisions. That I’m free to love and be with whoever I want.
This is nothing new. This is a battle we’ve been fighting for years. Up until now, I’ve been able to ignore the situation by ignoring him. He’s the reason we have no relationship. He’s the reason we don't spend holidays together, why I don't acknowledge his birthday, his career achievements, or anything at all. I resent him. Now that he’s potentially destroying the best thing that’s ever happened to me, it’s time I do something about it. Ignoring it isn’t going to cut it this time. No, I’m going to have to bring the fight to him, and then bring this fight to an end once and for all.
The door to the small media room I’m using as a makeshift office opens, and Eric steps in. He’s still in sweats and a hoodie, not yet dressed for practice.
“Coach said you wanted to see me,” he says.
“Right on time,” I say.
“Is it my turn?”
“Your turn for what?”
“For a piece about me,” he says. “You’ve written pieces about everybody else on this team. You even wrote a piece about that old guy who sells t-shirts who’s been here forever, and yet, you’ve never written anything about me. Your brother.”
“I just go where the stories take me. Nothing personal,” I reply. “But I’m not here to interview you. It’s time we talk.”
His lips compress into a tight slash across his face, and his eyes narrow. “I don’t think we’ve got anything to talk about, sis.”
