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The next week is a repeat of the same thing except for spending the night together. They go to another event and get into another argument.

Time marches forward, and things just keep getting harder and harder. Marcus is still in Florida but sends communication via email and a weekly zoom call. His mom just had her surgery, and he’s going to be there a few more weeks at least. Rivera is mostly staying out of my hair because he’s busy managing the entire sports crew…or because he’s busy planning something, and I’m nervous about what that might be.

Lincoln and I sneak in moments when we can, we record the podcast, we either go to a restaurant or do some charity work, and we suddenly find ourselves at the last weekend before training camp starts for rookies. He and Sam have another appearance tonight, and I’m feeling particularly down about it.

Lincoln shows up about forty-five minutes before they need to head out, and Sam is still getting ready when I open the door.

He ushers me into my bedroom after I let him in, and his mouth crushes down to mine before I barely even get the word hello out of my mouth.

His tongue batters mine as if he’s a starved man searching for his next meal, and suddenly I want to be the meal.

He must be thinking the same thing because he abruptly stops what he’s doing. He grabs me into his arms then tosses me on the bed, and he climbs up, settling back onto his knees as he unbuttons my jeans then removes them along with my panties. I sit up and start to unbutton his shirt, my fingers working furiously, and he reaches down and pulls my shirt off then unhooks my bra. I’m naked in record time, and he’s still wearing far too many clothes.

He unbuckles his belt as I work his shirt, and once I get to the last button, he stands and pulls it off, tossing it on top of my clothes before he yanks his pants and boxers off.

He’s naked, too, and he climbs over me. He hovers there, his cock heavy between my legs as he teases me. He drops his mouth to mine, and I feel his heat over me. He starts to move down my body, trailing kisses in his wake. He stops to suck my nipple into his mouth, and he settles there for a few beats before he trails down, down, down.

He moves his head between my legs, parting my legs wider with his palms, and he presses kisses to my inner thigh before he moves over to my hip. I shiver with anticipation, but as much as I want this, want him, there’s something else I want even more.

“I want to taste you,” I murmur from where I lay on the bed.

He freezes in his slow pursuit of my pussy, and when his eyes meet mine, there’s a wicked gleam there in his. God, he’s gorgeous, and I can see the lust there on his face. A needy ache presses between my thighs, and I grab one of my nipples between my fingers.

“Let me suck your dick,” I say, and the words surprise even me as his eyes widen with excitement.

He presses a soft kiss to the outside of my pussy, and then he shifts so he’s facing the opposite direction as me. I watch his beautiful abs as they shimmer right above my face, and then he poises his cock so it’s right above me. I grab it in both fists, and he grunts as I start to stroke the head while I lower my other hand to cup his balls.

“Jesus,” he mutters, and then I feel the first flick of his tongue as it makes contact with my clit. My back arches up toward his mouth as I pump his cock a few times, and then I open my mouth and take him in as deep as I can.

He starts to work his hips so he’s fucking my mouth, and I keep one fist around the base of his cock while I continue to cup his balls in my other hand.

He growls as he pumps into my mouth, and the growl hums against my pussy that’s growing wetter and needier by the second.

His tongue dips inside me before he moves back to my clit. He slips two fingers inside me as he continues to drive his cock in and out of my mouth. I cry out as my fist pumps up and down his shaft with each of his drives, and the vibration of my moans only pulse stronger grunts out of him. It’s a push and pull between us, both of us teetering on the edge of something beautiful as he sucks and nips at my clit, his tongue pressing down and speeding up in a perfect rhythm. It takes everything in me not to fall apart. He knows what I want, and he’s giving it to me even as he takes what he wants from my mouth, too. It’s hot, and it’s illicit, and all I can think about is exploding in a violent climax but not wanting this onslaught of pleasure to ever stop.

His licks and sucks turn nearly frantic as he tries to focus on my pleasure, and I’m doing the same to him from below as I take him in and fight against the need to come. I start to suck harder on him as he keeps thrusting into my mouth, and I feel his balls start to draw up just as he hits that magical spot inside me.

I give into the desperate need I feel, and my body falls apart. I keep sucking him as I squeeze my hand around the base of his cock. I arch into him, and that’s when he starts to come, too. He lets out a ferocious roar as I feel the hot streams of come ooze out of him and hit the back of my throat. I swallow with his cock still inside my mouth as we both come at the same time. My hips jerk up to meet his glorious tongue, and he pulls some of those beautiful inches out of my mouth to give me space to breathe again.

He pumps into my mouth a few more times just as my body starts to calm, and then he moves off me and turns around, collapsing beside me with one arm draped over my stomach. He lifts a hand to rest it on my breast.

“I’m sorry,” he murmurs.

“For what?”

“For not giving you some warning. But fuck, Jo, between how good your cunt tastes and hearing those moans and fucking your mouth, it snuck up on me.” He sounds a little sheepish even as he talks quietly.

“I knew it was coming, and I wouldn’t have wanted a warning,” I admit. “I love that we’re so in sync that our bodies let go at the same time.”

He squeezes my breast under his palm. “I love you.”

I breathe out a satisfied sigh before I say it back to him.

We lay together for another few minutes before he finally shifts a little. “I need to leave soon. You got any mouthwash?”

I giggle as I nod toward the bathroom. “Help yourself.”

He forces himself up out of my bed, and goosebumps immediately rise up on my skin from the chill he leaves in his wake.

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