His fist wraps around my length, and I let out a hiss. His strokes are loose and lazy, but they still send pleasure streaking down my spine. Then his hand is gone, and I’m not sure if I’m sad or grateful. I don’t have time to figure it out, though, because he lowers himself onto me, every inch of heated skin pressing up against mine. My skin sings. Oh my God. This is bliss. This is heaven. His gaze is locked on mine, his forearms caged around my head, a wave of black hair falling over his brow.
“Kiss me,” I beg. I think I’m falling apart. I don’t understand. All I know is he’s the only one who can hold me together.
His mouth lands on mine, and I whimper in relief. A low groan rumbles in his chest, vibrates against my own. Then he grinds his hips into mine, and I see stars. His cock drags along mine, and it’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt in my life.
Something I don’t understand fills me, surrounds me. I don't understand it, but I need more. We kiss harder, tongues tangling, teeth nipping. It’s desperate. It’s a lifetime of love finally coming to light. I let go of the sheets and reach for him. My fingers latch onto his hips, dig into the top of his ass as I pull him against me. I can’t get close enough. I don’t know if it’s possible to get close enough. I want to crawl inside him and make a home there.
He fists my hair, and when I grip his ass, he jerks against me, a feral sound bursting from him. Fuck. My cock swells, pleasure lighting me up like a neon display. It’s rushing at me. About to consume me. I need to see him. Need my eyes locked on his, need to know it's him I’m falling over the edge with.
I cup his face and gently pull him away. He stares down at me through black-fringed lashes, pants falling from his swollen, glistening lips. His body rocks into mine in perfect rhythm. Just like how we’re in-sync on the field, we are here too.
I hitch his leg up my hip, and the angle change is pure ecstasy. His fist tightens in my hair, while those swollen lips part on a silent moan. His eyes never leave mine. Mine never leave his. In this moment, everything finally makes sense. This was always where we were supposed to end up. And for the first time in my life, I’m happy I am the way I am. I’m happy I don’t feel sexual attraction like everyone else. Because I can recognize this for how truly extraordinary it is. It’s a gift.
Rare. Precious.
It’s vulnerable, it’s bare, it’s undeniable.
It's us.
“You and me,” I whisper.
With those words, it finally hits us. The pleasure swallows us, wraps around us and weaves us together. I’m drowning in it, drowning in him. His movements grow erratic and choppy. His forehead falls to mine, his mouth dropping open, lips dragging over mine as he shudders on top of me. Strangled moans fall from him, and the heat of his release covers my stomach. My cock swells, and I buck into him, a half-sob falling from me as I erupt.
Maddy holds me through it, as I succumb to the most overwhelming, soul-consuming bliss. He presses soft kisses to my lips between harsh breaths. Tender. Adoring. My heart stumbles, and I melt into the bed. My body shakes slightly beneath his, my muscles jelly. I think my bones have completely disappeared.
“Was that okay?” he whispers hoarsely.
I graze my nose against his and deflate with a sigh. Was that okay? It was so far beyond okay. It was perfect. “It was everything.”
He collapses against me, head buried in my neck. I wrap my arms around him and squeeze tightly. My Maddy.
It took me a long time to see it, but the truth is simple: home has always been him. I might have taken a roundabout way to get here, getting lost every step of the way, but I finally realize what this feeling is—it’s finding home.
sixteen
Maddox
Wewalkintotheliving room and stop in our tracks. Three idiotic grins stare back at us. My roommates and teammates, Henderson and Alvarez are posted up on the couch. Alvarez has a leg casually hanging over the arm of the couch, a hugeI fucking knew itwritten all over his face. There’s a blond guy I haven’t seen before, who must be Easton’s teammate, wearing the same smile sitting on the loveseat. It’s so big, it’s about to swallow his face.
He pipes up first. “So… Would seem we’ve reconciled our differences.” He bounces his eyebrows.
My mouth opens and closes, but nothing comes out.
Alvarez smiles wider. If he’s not careful, it’s going to get stuck like that, and he’ll never be able to pick up a chick again. He looks like a lunatic; add a little red and white paint, and he’d be the Joker. “These walls are thin, boys,” he says. “Gotta say, I’m happy this is how it ended up.”
His smile drops, and concern glints back at me. Alvarez and I have grown really close this semester. He’s been there for me through some of my toughest days with this whole thing with East. “The first time Winters stormed down here after it sounded like you two were going to fall through the fucking ceiling, I was a little afraid I was going to find a dead body up there.”
I find my voice. “Uh, yeah. No. Just us working through things in a very mature, healthy manner.”
Henderson laughs. “Yeah, brawling and boning. Very healthy, man.”
Shane nods seriously. “Ah yes. The Brawl and Bone. My favorite conflict resolution tactic.”
Easton chuckles next to me, then grabs my hand, and drags me toward the loveseat. He falls heavily into it and pulls me into his lap. “It was effective,” he says, and the guys laugh.
East’s arm snakes around me, and he draws me in tight. My pulse takes off. It’s not like this is all that uncommon for us. Easton’s always been extremely physically affectionate. But most of the time, it’s me providing the comfort. Him with his head on my lap, him curling into me. I had always purposely avoided seeking the contact myself. I didn’t feel right touching him when each touch went straight to my heart. Secretly loving someone tears you up inside. I was in a constant state of paranoia. Was I taking advantage of our friendship? Taking more than I was allowed?
It’s been a while, too. It happened less and less when he was with Shelby. She’d claimed the spot I’m in now. A spot I never thought I’d find myself in. God, it feels so fucking amazing.
