“Among many other reasons,” she says, bumping me with her leg. The game starts, and I feel much better than I did earlier in the day, but there’s still a lingering anger sitting in my chest. I hate feeling this way, like I can’t let it go. It doesn’t help that I can still sense that Jessa is hurting, even though I know she’s having a good time right now.
“We should go to Avalon on Friday,” she says, interrupting my thoughts. My arm is bracketed behind her. and she leans closer to me so the conversation is more private. Even though the seats are pretty bare since it’s a mid-day weekday game.
“Friday?” It seems fast considering we just slept together, but I wonder why she wants to go.
“I think it would be a good release for the both of us,” she says casually, picking up her lemonade and taking a sip.
“There would be rules,” I say, as I panic over bringing her there, actually crossing this bridge of combining the two pieces of who I am.
“I love rules,” she says with a smile, and I know she isn’t lying. Jessa is truly a good girl; she isn’t much of a brat. She doesn’t act out for attention. She just knows if she’s good she’ll get what she wants.
“You wouldn’t be able to talk to anyone else unless I give you permission.”
“I can do that.” She smiles. “What else?”
“I would be daddy there, not Aiden.”
She licks her lips and nods enthusiastically.
“And no sharing,” she throws in, and it’s adorable how she thinks I would ever fucking share her with anyone.
“Absolutely not.”
“What are you comfortable with doing there?” she asks, her hand on my leg. Fuck, I love how effortlessly affectionate she is.
“I like being watched, watching, playing out scenes, but I think mostly I would like to be watched with you. Having people see my pretty little baby.”
Her cheeks take on an adorable shade of pink as she smiles. “I’m comfortable with people watching and being naked. Are you?”
“I’d prefer to be mostly clothed.” She seems to be completely okay with that.
“Are you okay with others seeing me?” she asks and at first I wonder if it’s a trick question, but then I really think about it.
“I’ve never been watched with someone I’ve cared about in this capacity before. I think I would need to see how I feel.”
She kisses my cheek. “Thank you for being honest.”
“Is there anything you would want if we went?”
She toys with the hem of my shorts as she thinks. “I really want you to spank me.”
“Even though you’ve done nothing wrong?” I ask, just making sure we clarify. I don’t want her to seek this relief because she thinks she’s done something wrong.
“No, not as a punishment. I think it would feel good for both of us. I get off on it, and as long as it’s something you enjoy.”
“I would.” I adjust myself, and she smirks at me, her hand still fumbling with my shorts.
“I think we’re both still feeling a little tense. I’ve just…”
“What?” I ask her when she trails off.
“I’ve just been wanting that truly euphoric feeling of completely giving up control and even more so in a public setting. It’s especially hard since we’re a secret half the time. I don’t know, I guess I want people to know I belong to you.”
I blink at her a few times and suddenly there’s people in the seats next to us cheering and pointing at us. When I look up, we’re on the kiss cam again, and they even mention I’m a former player on the screen. Jessa looks at the screen and then back at me before licking her lips.
This time there’s no hesitation as she tilts her head and her lips meet mine, my hand possessively on her throat as people cheer and aww at our affection.
It feels right, and we probably kiss far longer than necessary. But when I pull back and look into her deep brown eyes, all I see is devotion staring back at me. I’m not sure that I’ve quite earned it yet, but if she’s giving it, then I’ll take it.
