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I lift her by the hips, her legs wrapping around my body, wet pussy sliding over my cock making me groan.

Lowering her down onto the bed, I climb on top of her when my phone dings for a third time. I growl, frustrated with the interruption. Picking it up off the dresser, I check it and laugh. “What’s so funny?”

I put the phone down, “Conor has asked us to keep it down. Said he can’t sleep with all the screaming.”

Ollie bursts into a melodic laughter and wraps one hand tightly around my pulsing cock. “Why stop now when he’s probably enjoying the show?” She asks, pumping her hand and I almost fall on top of her, using my hands on either side of her head to keep myself steady. “Make me scream louder, Josh.”

Fuck I am so gone for this woman.

26

Olivia

“What’s your thought on kids”? Josh asks as we’re driving to the stadium together. He has practice and I have a meeting with Katherine to see how I’m getting on. I’m not gonna lie, I'm quite nervous about this meeting. I’ve been working here for three months now and she’s never called me in before.

“What do you mean? Like kids in general or…” I trail off, waiting for his explanation.

“Do you want kids?”

I contemplate it for a minute. I would love kids soon but I don't want to come across as some crazy woman thinking about having a baby with someone I’ve only been seeing for a few months. “Yeah I would. Someday.” I tell him. “What about you?”

“I’ve never really thought about it before.” He replies and a part of me deflates, disappointment swirling through me. This is probably a conversation you should have at the beginning of a relationship before things get serious. “But now I can't stop picturing a mini version of you running around our apartment, watching me in the stands or cuddling up between us in bed.”

My heart bursts in my chest and butterflies erupt in my stomach. A mini me? Our apartment? I barely stay at my place anymore since Sasha found her own apartment. She stayed with me for a couple of weeks after everything that happened but she felt like she was intruding on my life even though I told her a million times she wasn't.

“Is it our apartment?” I ask, cautiously. Trying not to show how affected I am by his statement.

“It can be.” Josh replies, taking my hand in his. “Will you move in with me, Ollie?”

A wide smile stretches across my face when I tell him yes. We start planning then and there. I already have a key, most of my camera equipment is already at his place as well as a lot of my clothes. It won't take long for me to pack the rest of my stuff. All I need to do is contact my landlord and let him know.

Excitement races through me and the butterflies are a constant.

“Sash is gonna pick me up after my meeting with Katherine. I’ll see you at home?”

“See you at home baby. I love you.”

“I love you too.” I tell him, kissing him goodbye before making my way into the stadium offices.

I’ve just got back to Josh’s building. Well, our building. Me and Sasha went for lunch after my meeting. Turns out Katherine really did just want to see how I was getting on. She also mentioned that I’m the best photographer the team has ever had and the urge to jump up and down like a giddy school girl was so strong I had to grip the sides of the chair. All my worries were for nothing at all. Part of me thought maybe she found out about Josh and me but she didn’t mention it at all so I am very fucking relieved.

As I was leaving the stadium, I ran into Conor. He was in a pissy mood which I’ve never seen from him before. He didn't say hi or flirt with me which was definitely unusual and when I’d asked if he’s kissed anymore of my friends lately he shot back with, “Kissed anymore of my teammates lately?” in a mocking British accent before he turned and walked away. I instantly felt guilty.

Sasha informed me that she told Conor that she’s not interested in him and I wonder if that’s what caused his bad mood. But on a lighter note, Sash is absolutely buzzing about me moving in with Josh. I had started to worry that it’s too soon but she reassured me that it wasn't and I feel so much better now. Nothing could ruin my mood right now.

Or so I thought…

Ryan is standing at the door of Josh’s apartment when I get up there. No, our apartment. God, it’s gonna take a while to get used to saying that.

“What are you doing here?” I ask, hatred evident in my tone.

“I wanted to talk to you.” He says, an evil grin plastered across his annoying face. I would love nothing more than to slap it off of him.

“I have nothing to say to you.” I move around him to the door, taking the key out of my hand bag.

“I have a lot to say to you though.” Would I get done for assault if I punched him in the nose? I wonder if I would find the crack of his bone satisfying. I think I would. He deserves it. “Can I come in so we can talk?”

I laugh but there’s no humour in it. “Abso-fucking-lutely not. I have no interest in anything you have to say, so kindly piss off.” I open the door, walking through the threshold but Ryan’s next words stop me in my tracks.