Pulling myself away briefly and licking my lips, I stare at this beautiful woman beneath me. I’m so fucking happy she agreed to be mine. She sure snuck up on me because I never thought this could turn into something more so quickly, but I was dead wrong. She’s been the highlight of my day for the last four months and while no one else knows it but the two of us, I’m so goddamn in love with her.
Bringing my lips back to her inner thighs, I kiss each side before moving back to her clit. She’s breathing heavily as she waits for my tongue to revisit her. I push her thighs down, spreading her even further and thrust my tongue into her sweet pussy. She tastes like a fucking dream as I’m licking up and down, seeing her like this has me wanting to act like a wild animal.
“Ford,” she breathes out my name again as her hips push into my face. I fucking love when she says my name like this. I’d happily stay in this position all fucking day if it meant I’d get to watch her like this. Her hands are in my hair, pulling as if she’s doing anything she can to be closer to me. I suck on her clit while letting both of my hands roam her breasts, squeezing and brushing over her sensitive nipples every chance I get. She rocks her body and I listen to her moan at every movement of my tongue. Abby rides my face until her orgasm rips through her. She shakes above me, yelling out my name.
Once I pull myself back, I savor her sweet taste and run my tongue along my lips to make sure I don’t miss a drop. She tastes like heaven.
“Fuck, you’re incredible, I could do that every day.” Abby’s hand covers the side of her face as she turns her head and smiles.
After we both clean up, I toss her one of my shirts to sleep in, adding to her collection.
“You’ll stay here tonight.”
She throws the shirt over her freshly showered naked body but shakes her head at me. “You leave tomorrow for a game, plus Chase will wonder where I’ve been all night.”
My jaw clenches at her statement, because I know she’s right, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. She approaches me slowly, extending her hand into mine where it fits so perfectly.
“I just need to figure out how we’re going to tell him. It can’t be me walking in the door tomorrow morning, wearing your t-shirt.” She brings my hand to her lips and softly kisses my knuckles.
Everything I ever thought I knew about love was bullshit until I met Abby. She’s shown me that I can love someone deeper than I ever thought possible. Like the waves against the shore, she came crashing into my life and I haven’t been the same since.
Abby
I miss you.
“Who’s texting you that they miss you, Anderson?”
Nate glances down at my phone as the text from Abby comes through. The other night, Abby switched her name in my phone from Abby to just the princess emoji, and now I’m thinking I also need to find the setting that hides the text preview too.
“Don’t worry about it,” I snap before tossing my phone in my bag and put the whole thing back in the locker after I grab a change of clothes.
Our game in Tennessee just finished and last week we were in Dallas. After two back to back road games, I’m ready to stay home for a couple of weeks to close out the season. I’d love to say we won today, but that’d be a bold faced lie. Somehow things got away from us in this game and all I want right now is to get back home to my girl.
My girl.
We still haven’t mentioned anything to Chase yet, both of us seem to be avoiding the topic when we’re together, but it’s like the black cloud that hangs over me every time I see him.
Once we get on the plane, Chase takes a seat next to me and I notice the background of his phone is a sonogram picture. For someone who was nervous as hell when he told me, he sure has warmed up and embraced this whole dad role he’s going to be in.
“Look at you.” I point to his phone with a smile.
“Yeah, she had an ultrasound done last week.” I nod my head and shut my eyes as we take off and ascend into the air, I plan on relaxing the rest of the flight.
About half way through the short flight, my relaxing flight plan is interrupted when I hear Liam yelling a few rows back. My head whips back to try and see what’s going on, but it doesn’t help. Before I know it, I’m pulling myself up from my seat and making my way towards him and Graham, both in a heated argument over who the hell knows what.
“If I don’t have fucking time in the pocket, I can’t make throws. It’s just common sense and you know it!” Liam shouts.
“Move a little bit then, Evans!” Graham shouts back.
Nate stands up and moves between the two of them before they do something stupid, or worse, before Coach Aarons overhears this mess and walks back here.
Tensions are high as we approach the end of the season. I feel it too. Not enough to lash out at my teammates, but I get it. We’ve had a good season and we’re first in our division, but not the overall number one seed for playoffs like we would have hoped. We have to win out the rest of the season and then gear up for the playoffs.
“Bunch of fucking kids,” Chase says as I sit back down in the seat next to him.
Letting out a sigh, I say, “Got that right. Liam should know better than to engage in Graham’s shit.” Chase nods his head but keeps his eyes closed. I follow suit and close my eyes for the rest of the flight, hoping I’ll sleep, but knowing that probably won’t happen.
Chase
