“It was.” I could tell something was bothering Dev, but I waited for him to tell me. “Dammit, Brody, I missed it.”
I was wondering if he’d admit it out loud or keep it to himself. “I know.”
“It physically hurt not being there with all of you. I hated not being on the field, hearing the fans cheering and the shit talk from the guys.”
Dev was such a fierce competitor, and he loved the game so much, I couldn’t imagine how painful it was to sit on the sidelines.
“I hated not havin’ you here. How’s your head feelin’?”
“Fine,” he grumbled. “And before you ask, yes, I went to the doctor, and they gave me all this therapy—oxygen and cognitive…I passed everything.” He blew out a breath. “I bet I could play if they’d let me.”
“Which they won’t. Dev,” I warned, “it’s only been a week, and you aren’t at full speed. You gotta follow the concussion protocol—league rules. Ezra told me he’s seen you a couple of times and that you’re still getting headaches. You think he doesn’t notice, but you’re wrong.”
“Traitor,” he muttered, and I laughed.
“No. He’s bein’ a good friend. And so is Fallon. We’re all watching out for you. Please, Dev. Take the time to recuperate. I need you healthy.”
“I just need you, period. Seeing you on the field, watching that cute butt in your uniform, knowing how hot and sweaty you are…mmm. I got so turned on.”
“Yeah?” My dick stirred. “Tell me more.”
His voice deepened to the sexy, husky growl that never failed to get me hard. “You wanna know what I’d do to you?”
“Mmhmm.” I palmed my cock and stroked it to its full length.
“I wouldn’t even let you shower. I’d get you naked and lay you down all dirty and messy on my bed and lick you.”
“That sounds so good.” I sighed, my hand moving faster. “Where are you lickin’ me?”
“I’d start with that beautiful, big dick, and then I’d open you wide, licking your hole, tasting you. So hot and sexy.”
“Oh God, Dev.” My hand was a blur on my shaft as my hips jerked frantically. I could feel his mouth on me, so soft and wet, and I moaned.
“Yeah, baby. I’m eating that gorgeous ass of yours, fucking your hole with my tongue. Your cock is bigger and thicker than I’ve ever seen, and you’re jerking it through your fist.”
I couldn’t answer because I’d just come so hard, I lost my ability to speak. My eyelids fluttered, and I licked my dry lips.
“Dev?”
“Mmhmm?” He sounded a bit winded himself.
“That was wild.”
“I know.” I sensed his dissatisfaction. “But it doesn’t take the place of the real thing. You here with me.”
I wiped my hand on my boxers. “I know. I’ll be home soon enough and we’ll have the whole off-season.”
“I guess.” His sigh sounded ominous. “The doctors want me to take it easy. They said I shouldn’t fly yet. Something with my equilibrium and the head injury.”
“So we don’t. We’ll head up to the mountains to the cabin. I’m gonna take care of you, spoil you rotten. And after it gets warm, I’ll drive to my house.”
“That sounds nice,” he murmured. “I think I’m gonna shower and go to sleep.”
In an instant I grew concerned. “Do you feel okay? You don’t have a headache, do you?”
“I’m fine,” he snapped. I stayed silent and he softened his tone, realizing he’d overreacted. “Sorry. But please don’t get all smothering on me. I just got my rocks off having phone sex with my husband, and I’m sticky and wrung out. That’s all it is.”
“Don’t get mad at me, Dev. I’m askin’ because I love you.”
