Vows
Ivow to only wear your jersey. I vow to only root for your high school team.
I vow to only root for the Warriors, except when they play the Philadelphia Eagles.
Sorry, Nick Sirianni is hot.
I vow to not keep score, even though I always win. I vow to only be caught by you. I vow to tell my brothers to back off.
sixteen
JACKSON
One Week until Wedding Day
It’s five in the morning, my body automatically wakes me whether I have to get up or not. It’s Sunday so I don’t have to rush out for anything, but I do like my run in the morning. It clears my head.
The sun is beginning to break through the window as I stretch and turn over, my fiancé’s warm body next to mine.
Fiancé.
I smile as I watch her sleep. Her and I were a long time coming. I have to admit I never thought we’d be here. Looking back at my time in the NFL I couldn’t imagine anyone would want me, for me. They wanted my money and what my name could do for them, but as far as someone loving me? I never thought it’d happen, and I shut myself off from allowing it for a long time, too.
Until Chess.
She let me be me. She saw the ‘dirty talker, rough around the edges, winning is everything guy’ and then made sure the world also saw the ‘content with a small town, put others first, hardworking coach’ and made them fall in love with me again. She saw the good in me when I couldn’t see it in myself.
Francesca is facing towards me, sound asleep, lips slightly parted. I lean up on my elbow and run my hand along her face, easing her hair from her eyes. I run my finger down her nose and trace the cupids bow of her lips.
She’s beautiful and she’s mine.
My mind automatically conjures up the picture she sent me the other day. I don’t know where she was or what she was up to, but the eye black under her eyes, and seeing my jersey cover her body almost made me blow my load like I was a teenager again. Thank God there was no one around when I opened the picture in the text message. When I replied, replied again, then a third time, and when I still didn’t get an answer back, I knew she was trying to get one over on me.
But I won that round.
And I’m going to win this one, too.
I run my hand over her shoulder, pulling the loose strap of her short silky pink nightgown that she wears to bed. It doesn’t go far, so I trace the top of her breasts that are spilling from her tank. She stirs, rolling to her back, so I keep going. Circling her nipple now that has pebbled through her top, she lets out a soft moan and I see her lips turn up in a soft smile. I rise to my knees and slide down her body, pulling the sheets with me.
“Jackson” she whispers.
“Shh baby, go back to sleep,” I say as I settle between her legs, kissing and licking my way up her toned thighs. All that running does her body good.
“Mmm,” is the only response I get.
I lift her nighty, exposing her soft, sweet pussy to me. She’s glistening, already turned on by my touch. I slide my finger between her folds and her legs shift, as she slowly becomes more awake. I lean in, parting her and circle my tongue along her clit. She lets out another whimper, so I dip my tongue inside her, tasting her, teasing her.
“Baby,” she whispers again as she bends her legs and reaches out running her hands through my hair. It only spurs me on more. I latch onto her clit, flicking it fast, then soothing it with slow circles as I penetrate her with two of my fingers.
“Yes. More.”
I love her like this, she’s not afraid to ask for anything from me anymore. She used to be shy and reserved but I’ve pulled that from her now. She’s mine and she knows anything she asks for, she gets.
I suckle and twirl around her bud, still pumping into her with my fingers. Her hips are answering me back, as my own grind into the bed, seeking relief. She’s close and, damn it, so am I, but I want to come inside her. I bite her clit and she breaks, writhing under me, my hands gripping her hips to keep her steady. Just as she’s coming down from her high, I rise up and enter her in one hard thrust.
“Fuck!” I yell as I slide into her warmth. I’m uncontrollable as I take her hard and fast, driving her up the bed with each thrust. Her eyes are open, watching me and when they connect with mine and she mouths ‘harder’, I’m gone. That’s all it takes for me to explode into her, her tight pussy grasping hold of my cock, choking me as I come into her, ramming her home one more time.
I collapse onto her, almost crushing her, but I couldn’t move right now if you paid me. My heart is racing, I’m sweating and I’m still vibrating from that orgasm.
