As warmth landed on my stomach, I peeked down. His hard cock dribbled precum, and it pooled in the center groove of my abs. We had to do this more often. We both got off on it. As Itipped my head back, he bit my Adam’s apple and groaned while adding a second finger to the first.
As his fingers pumped inside me, my skin tingled and heated. “I’m ready, babe. Put it in.” I lifted my knees into my armpits, exposing myself.
“Yeah?” Sliding his fingers out, he nudged his cock into my hole. “Eli, you're so fucking hot right now. You should see yourself, on your back wanting me.” He bit the side of his lower lip, his gaze raking over me. “I’ve seen nothing better.” Pushing the crown inside, he groaned. “Fuck, babe, you are it for me. My one and only.”
Emotion spread across my chest. At what point would we admit our love for each other? We’d gone everywhere but there. As he slowly pushed inside me, the burn morphed into friction and pressure and a rolling wave of pleasure. “You knowyou’remy one and only.” Did he understand what I meant? How many times had I told him I’d never loved anyone but him?
As his cock buried deep inside me and his balls rested against my ass, he lowered onto his elbow, brushing my hair from my forehead. Gazing deeply into my eyes, he said, “Just so you know, I’m not drunk anymore. Your ass has made me completely sober.” With a smirk, he planted a round of hard kisses on my mouth, pulling his cock from me and pushing back in.
So, I had a sobering ass? I grinned as I returned his searing kisses, our tongues clashing and lips fighting for dominance. As his cock pegged my internal bundle of nerves, over and over, pleasure pulsated inside me. With a gasp, I broke free from the kisses and hooked my ankles around his narrow waist, wrapping an arm around his neck and placing my hand on the back of his head.
He nibbled my cheek and to my ear, brushing his tongue along the shell, his hips pistoning, pummeling me with quick thrusts. “I love it when you hang on tightly to me.” His panting breath skimmed the side of my head. “Babe, I love fucking you. Ilove your strong body yielding to mine.” His breath hitched, and he snuck a hand between us, stroking my aching dick. “Come with me. Oh, fuck…”
As he pumped my weeping cock with his fist, I fell over the edge with him, my ass clenching with the waves of my climax. Pleasure ravaged me, tearing me inside out with harsh contractions. I grunted and moaned with each one.
With his pace faltering, he gasped as his hot cum filled me in quick bursts, shoving his cock impossibly deep inside me.
As it calmed, I pulled him to my chest and kissed his hair while taking strong breaths. I was totally spent. The day had proved quite emotional. “Wren, you’re staying here tonight. You can’t drive home?—”
“I told you. I’m sober now. Your ass…” He giggled, and his chest shook against mine. “Yeah, okay. I’m staying.” He hummed. “I don’t want to sleep alone, anyway. Not after all the bullshit tonight.”
“Yeah, I know, babe.” I skimmed my fingernails across his back, and goosebumps rose on his skin. “We can cuddle all night, and then I’ll make us a nice breakfast in the morning.” Plus, things always looked different the next day, didn’t they? Maybe we could plan another call with his father when the baby was older, and they had settled down.
“Sounds wonderful.” He snuggled his face into my neck. “Do you think your roommates are still awake? I hear nothing through the door.”
“No, I’m sure they went to bed.” I dropped my arms and legs onto the mattress. “Come on, before I leak all over my bedspread.” With a brief chuckle, I pushed him to the side.
The next morning,I made a big breakfast, and Wren left. His mood had improved after sleeping things off. After breakfast, the rest of us relaxed and hydrated for the game. We wererequired to arrive at the stadium several hours beforehand for a strategy meeting and footage reviews.
Casey strutted through the door from the garage with a shit-eating grin on his face. “Guess what?”
“What?” Sitting on the sofa with my laptop open in my lap, I flung my gaze to his. What the hell had happened to him now? I had enough on my hands with Wren.
“I have the official okay for Ryker to move in with us.” He beamed at each of us.
Malik shifted on the couch. “Like he wasn’t? You already took the primary bedroom after JJ moved out.”
“Yeah, but I didn’t have his mom’s blessing yet. She gave it to me last night.” He rounded the end of the couch and flopped beside me. “So, it’s official.”
Shit, if Casey were here for once, I should speak to him about agents. “That’s great, Casey. I’m happy for you.” And I’d have an extra hand in the kitchen, since Ryker could cook. “When do you think he’ll move in?”
With a shoulder shrug, he said, “Probably around Christmas or maybe shortly after.” He straightened. “I’m not going home for Christmas this year. Are you guys?”
“I am.” And I’d be with Wren. I shut my laptop and set it on the table.
“Me too,” Malik said and then rose from the couch.
“I have to go home or my mom will kill me.” Tex rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.
“Okay, we’ll determine the best time for him to move in then. Maybe after.” Casey lifted his chin.
“What, so we can help move him?” I chuckled. There was always an ulterior motive with Casey.
“Yep.” He patted my shoulder and hopped off the couch. “Okay then.”
“Casey, wait.” I grabbed his wrist and tugged him back into place beside me. “I have a question for you.” Surely he could help me out with an agent.
“What’s that?” He angled to face me. “Whatever you need, Eli, I’m there for you. If it weren’t for you and your stellar advice, I might have lost Ryker.”
