We smile at each other.
“So, your idea?” she prompts.
“One of my best friends and his fiancée did long distance while she finished school. I mean, we could try it and see how it goes.” I really want her to say yes.
“Hmm … I’m not opposed to trying it. Maybe we keep it light until we spend more time together and see how it all works out? No pressure.” She takes my hands in hers.
“Right, no pressure. We see where it goes.” I smile. “I have to warn you though; I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve never tried to have a relationship. But most of my close friends are all hooked up, so I think they’re good examples.” I laugh. “That probably sounds stupid.”
“Not at all. Tell me about them.” She rolls off of me and lies on her side next to me.
I turn toward her so I can look at her. “What do you want to know?”
“I don’t know. Just tell me about them. You’ve talked about them a few times, so I assume they’re important to you. So, if we’re going to try this on for size, I should probably know about the people in your life.” She props her head on her hand.
“Well, they’re my favorite people in the world, so I could probably talk about them all day.” I smirk. “The three I’m closest to are Beck, Casey, and Archie. We all played together at Walker and were roommates. Beck and Charlie—Casey’s twin sister—are getting married this spring. Casey and his girl, Noelle, finally got their shit together last year. They were best friends, but we all knew it was something more.”
“Oh, I love that.” She smiles. “The way you talk about them … your face lights up.”
“Yeah, I love these guys. Archie is my best friend. He and his wife, Emma, are the ones I spend the most time with. They have a little girl, Lainey, who is the cutest thing ever.” I tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
“Are they around our age?” She runs her hand up and down my arm.
“Yep. Archie and I are the same age, and I guess Emma is, too, actually. Funny story … they hooked up one night at a party, and she got knocked up. It was a whole thing because she was on scholarship for golf, and Arch was entering the draft after the season, so it wasn’t ideal timing. I still can’t imagine being a dad right now. It’s wild to me. I mean, don’t get me wrong; he’s the best dad, but the thought of having a kid right now …” I shiver.
“You don’t want kids?” she asks.
“Oh, no, I absolutely do, just not anytime soon. My schedule is crazy, and when I have kids, I want to make sure I’m present for them, if that makes sense?” I raise a brow.
“Yeah, it makes total sense.” She nods.
“Archie is lucky because he plays near his hometown, so they have a lot of help from his parents, and her parents also moved there too. So, it works for them. I’m sure you know who he is. He’s kinda hard not to know. He’s got a loud personality.” I chuckle, thinking of him.
“I might know who he is.” She smirks. “But I don’t know him personally. He seems like a fun guy though.”
“He is. And he’s the same in person as you see on TV. One of the best guys I know.”
“I’m happy you have friendships like that. They’re hard to come by. I only have a few close friends, too, but my sister is my best friend. Speaking of … I have to meet her for lunch today. What time is it anyway?” She turns and looks for her phone.
It’s not on the nightstand beside us, and I have no idea where mine is. She gets out of bed and pulls out her phone from her coat pocket.
“Oh shit! I have fourteen missed calls between my sister and Aaron. I probably should have said goodbye to him last night when we left. He likely called my sister, looking for me.” She lifts her phone to her ear and listens to one of the messages.
“Do you need to go now?” I sit up and turn my body to the side of the bed.
“Uh, yeah, I should get going soon. It’s almost ten. I need to go home and change. Should probably shower too.” She sets her phone down and gives me a wicked smile.
I walk toward her and wrap my arms around her waist, lifting her. “How about we shower together?”
“I don’t think I have time for that, but … I could be persuaded to fuck you again.”
“Persuaded, huh?” I bark out a laugh. “I accept that challenge.” I walk us back to the bed and lay her down, then brace my weight on my arm as I climb over her and settle between her parted legs.
“You’d better make quick work of it though. I gotta go, Blitzen.” Our faces are practically touching, and she wraps her arms over my shoulders and closes the distance with a kiss.
I suck her bottom lip into my mouth, and she moans. Then I make my way to her neck and down to her breasts. My hips start to rock of their own accord, my dick sliding right through her pussy, as I suck one of her nipples into my mouth. The crown of my thickening cock rubs against her clit, and she grabs my hair and tugs my head, forcing me to look at her.
“If you don’t put that gorgeous dick inside me, you’re going on the Naughty List.” She tilts her hips, trying to put me inside of her.
