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“How was your nap?” she asks, continuing to work.
“Not nearly as good as when you’re in bed with me.” I kiss the top of her head.
“And your nerves?” She puts down the pencils and pushes the table away from her.
“High.”
Chuckling, she slides out and comes to her knees in front of me, her hands sliding up my thighs. “Are you one of those athletes who thinks you shouldn’t have sex before a game?”
I stare at her between my legs, and my cock strains against the fabric of my shorts. “Definitely not.”
“So…” Her palms slide up my thighs, up and under the hem of my shorts. “Can I help take those nerves away?”
I lean back. “Do your worst.”
Her hand reaches my hard cock, and she wraps her fingers around me.
“God, those hands are so fucking talented.”
She smiles at me, her other hand sliding under the elastic waistband, tugging and freeing my dick. Her thumb runs over the tip, spreading my pre-cum around the top.
“I love your hands on me, but I really want to be inside of you.”
I take her hand in mine, guiding her to stand. Her hand slips off my dick, and she stands between my legs. I push her jogger pants down and smile because she’s not wearing any underwear.
“We’re both commando?”
“Easier access,” she says with a shrug. “On the way over, I really hoped you weren’t one of those athletes who swears off sex on game day.”
She steps out of her pants and straddles me, rubbing her wetness along my dick.
“Even if I was, I think you’d be a game-changer.” I fist the bottom of my cock and guide it into her slick opening. She sinks down on me, and we both moan.
Turns out Kyleigh has an IUD, and we both got tested after we discussed ditching the condoms.
I’ll never get used to being bare inside her. She’s the first woman I’ve not used a condom with, and there’s something special about not having that thin layer of latex between us. It brings us closer not only physically, but emotionally.
She rocks forward, and my fingers dig into her hips, allowing her to take control. I push away all the anxiety that’s been hijacking my brain today. The fact that this is my first full year on the team. That we’re one of the teams favored to win the Cup. Conor is still giving me the cold shoulder. The tension in the locker room is high and I can’t shake the feeling that I’m a shitty teammate.
All of that disappears, and I realize that all I care about is Kyleigh. Seeing her behind that glass. Seeing her after the game. Seeing her in my bed.
“I love you,” I say, grazing my fingers up her spine to the back of her head, guiding her lips to meet mine.
She kisses me slowly and languidly, each of us taking our time while her hips move like the slow roll of ocean waves at low tide.
I never thought I was made for commitment. Worried that the evil I was bred from would overtake me. But all I want to do is love and support Kyleigh. I could never do to her what my dad did to my mom. It’s a soul-deep knowing. We’ll face problems like any couple, but I’ll always be a united front with her. She’s found the man inside me I didn’t know was hidden, and I’m grateful for that because without her, I’m not sure he would have ever surfaced.
Her hips speed up, and I lower my thumb to her clit, taking her over the edge.
Her cry echoes through the room, and I lift my hips off the couch, driving deeper. She digs her fingertips into my shoulders. Watching her come is still my favorite thing ever. The way her mouth slowly parts, her eyes flutter shut, and her head lolls back. It’s beautiful, and it’s a fucking thrill to be the one to give her that.
Her eyes slowly open, and she smiles. “I love you.”
She’s perfect.
I continue to push inside her, my dick unable to hold back now that she’s even wetter from coming. My climax hits, and I pump and still inside her, grunting as I come hard.
She falls to my chest, and I hold her to me, never wanting to let her go. She’s all mine.
