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“Some days I love it. Some days it feels like all I was ever meant to do on this Earth. And other days…” He trails off as if to let the conflict speak for itself, but I choose not to let him off quite so easily.
“Other days?” I press.
“Other days I think an early retirement doesn’t sound so bad.”
I chuckle, though I’m well aware of the stress that comes with the position he’s in.
“What about you?” he asks, tossing the attention off himself and squarely back at me.
“What about me?”
“Do you like what you do?” He starts massaging my feet, and I swear I didn’t set them on his legs so he would do that, but I’m certainly not going to stop him.
“I love what I do. I was raised around the game just like you were, and I always wanted to be a part of it.”
“Did you ever want to play? Like even back in high school?”
I moan a little as he hits a pressure point on the bottom of my foot. “Nope. Never had the desire. My preference was watching you in your tight white pants. And I always enjoyed taking part in team activities, which I’m excited to do this year as I travel with the—ohhhh.”
He hits another pressure point, completely derailing my train of thought, and I lay my head back against the arm of the couch and close my eyes.
He drops my foot and crawls up the couch until he’s hovering over me. I open my eyes when I feel his heat, and he’s staring down at me.
“God, Jo. You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe this is real.” He drops a kiss to my forehead. “I keep thinking I’m going to wake up from this dream.” He kisses each cheek. “I always kept the hope in my heart but never really believed it would come true.” Finally his lips land on mine as my chest warms with his words.
I wrap my arms around his neck as he deepens the kiss, and his fingertips start to travel along my thigh, inching achingly slowly along as the need for him builds inside me. I tighten my grip around his neck as my body arches into him automatically, as if I can’t control what it’s doing. And I can’t. I can’t control anything where this man is concerned.
Least of all my feelings for him.
His lips travel from mine down to my neck and then my collarbone. He lifts only when he gets to my shirt, which is clearly in the way here, and he reaches down to pull it off me. He’s quick as he rips his own shirt over his head, too, giving me the show I deserve as I stare at those gorgeous muscles of his.
I let out a breathless sigh without even realizing it, and he smirks at me for a second before he gets back to work.
He yanks at the button on my jeans and pulls them off me, discarding them on the floor, and he traces up the inside of my thigh. He hooks a finger around my panties, and I cry out as he slides a finger into me, my back arching up off the couch as I lie here in just my bra and panties.
He yanks my panties off, causing my entire body to throb with lust before he lowers his mouth to my stomach. He trails kisses down, down, down, and once he reaches my hip, he changes direction as he moves in toward my center. But instead of moving down to my pussy like I want him to, he changes direction and moves back up toward my chest.
He yanks down the cup of my bra, exposing my breast to him, and he groans as he sucks my nipple into his mouth. I wrap my legs around him and thrust my hips at him, desperate for some friction to ease the ache between my legs.
He shoves his hips against mine. He’s ready for me, evident from the hard dick begging to burst free of those jeans. The fabric of his jeans is just rough enough that I’m starting to feel the tiniest flicker of relief, something he must sense—because he lets go of my breast and starts to move back down my body.
And this time, he gives me exactly what I want.
He parts my legs and runs a finger along my thigh again, and I’m waiting for a finger to slip in but instead it’s his mouth first.
He runs his tongue along each side of my pussy before spreading me open and licking my clit. He sucks it into his mouth, and I whimper from where I am, parting my legs even more as I shove my pussy toward his hot mouth.
He reaches up with one hand and grabs my breast, massaging it before he pinches a nipple between his fingers, and I cry out at the pleasure that bolts through me. He keeps nibbling at my clit, but then he moves his tongue down to dip it inside me.
I think I may black out for a second at the sensation. I’m not sure what I say or what I do, but loud moans fill the room as he hammers me with the sort of pleasure I’ve only experienced with him.
He moves his mouth back up to my clit, and he sucks and swirls his tongue around as the climax builds inside me. He pushes a finger into me while he pinches my nipple and sucks my clit, and it’s too much pleasure for my body to take all at once.
I buckle under the heavy weight of it all, my body bursting forward into an intense, brutal orgasm. My hips buck against his face while my knees clamp together on his ears, but he rides the wave with me, keeping up the intensity on my clit and my nipple as he keeps driving those magical fingers into me.
It feels like it goes on for hours, and when it finally starts to wane, my body collapses back onto the couch, my knees falling open and my eyes falling closed as I let out a soft sigh of both relief and pleasure.
“Jesus Christ, Jo. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
