“Perfect. Fuck, I can’t wait.” The need for him clamored in my blood. I’d been able to bank it for weeks with the playoffs to concentrate on, but now all that tension was released and I needed to let go. With Dev.
“Go first. I gotta make myself look pathetic.” A sudden thought hit me and my stomach dive-bombed.
“You don’t really have a headache, do you? You promised you’d let me know if you did.”
“Absolutely not. I swear.” Dev kissed his fingers and held them in the air.
“All right. But I plan on going to bed early.”
Dev’s eyes twinkled. “Exactly what I had in mind.”
I left Dev in the bathroom and returned to the bar. Connie reappeared and linked her arm through mine.
“You sure you don’t wanna get out of here and go somewhere more private?”
“Sorry.” Luckily, I spotted Luke, Kendell, and Marlon by the bar. “But why don’t you let me personally introduce you to some of my friends. You know Luke Fontaine, the MVP? And Kendell Watson and Marlon Lane. Guys, this gorgeous lady is Connie, and she needs some friends to dance with. I gotta go see my momma.”
“You all wereamazing,” Connie gushed. She didn’t seem to miss me as much anymore.
Kendell grinned. “Thanks. Can I buy you a drink?”
I made sure to lean in and whisper to him, “Keep it wrapped up. You don’t need a baby mama this young.” He gave me a face filled with surprise but nodded.
“Thanks.”
I said good-bye to a bunch of the others and passed through the club. I laughed watching Zeke dance with a woman whose dress barely covered her ass and boobs.
I checked my texts. Dev had sent me the address, and I called for a car, my anticipation rising. It had been weeks since I’d touched my husband, and I couldn’t wait.
**
Dev pulled me into the house and yanked the shirt over my head. He tweaked my aching nipples and bit them. A moan ripped from me, and I fell into the door. Dev popped the button fly and yanked my jeans and briefs, so they fell to the floor. My dick, already hard and aching, thrust out, and Dev wasted no time. Those full wet lips slid down my erection, and I cried out.
“Fuck. Dev, oh God, I missed you.”
Dev’s tongue danced the length of my dick as he cupped my balls. He sucked and swirled the crown, and my nails dug into the wood of the door as my hips rolled. Dev played along my throbbing shaft, and his fingers slid up my crack to play with my hole.
“Dev, Dev, please.”
The tip of his finger slid past my rim, and I came, seeing stars as I exploded. He clutched me hard, digging into my thigh, and swallowed me completely.
From beneath half-lowered lids, I watched him sit on his heels and wipe his face with the back of his hand. “You’re amazing. My Super Bowl protein shake.”
Even in my drowsy state, Dev made me laugh.
Dev rose, and I stepped out of my sneakers, pants, and briefs and left them by the door. Leading me with a hand at my waist, we walked through the dark house to the bedroom, where I found myself pushed onto the bed. With avid, hungry eyes, I watched Dev strip off his clothes and fondle his erection. I licked my lips.
“Put it in me. Please.” My breaths came in short, harsh gasps.
“Baby, I don’t want to rush this.” He kissed each globe of my ass and ran his tongue along the cleft. “I’ve missed you so much.”
We were used to being apart during the season, but this time, with Dev injured, the separation had been worse. Maybe I’d been hesitant to push him, fearing a setback, but tonight he was completely in control, and I was happy to let him be that dominant alpha man.
On all fours, I gave him my ass, and over my shoulder I watched him pour lube on his dick. He worked his fingers in me for a bit, and my pulse spiked as I pushed hard against his hand.
“Dev, do it,” I growled.
He pressed his hand at the base of my spine, lined up the head of his cock at my rim, and pushed. I grabbed hold of the headboard and moaned as Dev split me in two, stuffing me full until I couldn’t move.
