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Her eyes burn into mine, and then I feel the fluttering just as her pussy starts to convulse around me. And there’s no holding back for either of us. Her scream mingles with my roar as our orgasms rip through us, slamming us together, apart, and together again.

“Jordan, baby…” Her body shudders against mine a few more times until she finally melts into the mattress and I collapse on top of her.

“Holy fuck.” I’m still breathing hard, trying to wrap my head around what just happened.

“Okay, so great sex turns into mind-blowing sex as you get older?” she says, eyes still closed.

“Was it great for you when we were younger?” I ask curiously, pressing soft kisses on her face. “I had no idea how to teach a woman anything.”

“Oh, I seem to recall teaching each other plenty.”

I grin, because that’s true. We tried a lot of things, explored and experimented within the parameters we had back then. I didn’t know anything about anal, so we never went there, but almost everything else was fair game.

And what we just did proves that the magic is still there.

Not that I had any doubt.

“Want to sleep over?” I ask, nuzzling her neck.

She sighs, hesitant.

“Stay with me,” I press. “Can you say you stayed with a friend?”

She hesitates again but then nods. “I can get away with it once in a while but not often. I don’t like staying at Merrill’s because I have to sleep on the couch and her cat keeps me up all night.”

“To be fair, I might be keeping you up all night too,” I tease, kissing her neck. I’m already getting hard again.

She giggles. “Yeah, yeah. Okay, let me text Merrill before we get going again and I forget.” She sits up and reaches for her purse, pulling out her phone. She types something in, pauses, laughs, and then types again. “She wants every detail,” she says when she puts her phone away.

“Are you going to tell her?” I ask, holding out my hands to help her up.

“I’ll tell her some things. Not every detail.”

“That’s a girl thing, right?”

She laughs, letting me lead her into the bathroom. “I guess so. You’re not going to tell any of your friends we spent the night together?”

I hesitate, glancing down at her. “I mean, no? Not because we’re keeping things quiet but because none of us would tell each other we had sex the night before. Maybe if it was something wild, like a night at a strip club or something, but with a girlfriend? Never.”

She pauses. “Am I officially your girlfriend now?”

“We talked about being exclusive, so I’d say so.” Now I’m the one hesitating because I’m not sure what her hesitation is about. “Don’t you want to be?”

“I do. I just want to make sure... Jordan, we weren’t great about communication in the past, so I’m trying to avoid that this time.”

I turn on the shower and nod. “That’s a good point. And yes, you’re my girlfriend. I just don’t know how that plays out in practice. In theory, it’s easy. We’re together. But bringing in friends and family will be harder.”

“You said your parents were willing to give me a chance.”

“Yeah, but they’re in Buffalo. We won’t see them unless we get to the second round of the playoffs. I see my friends and teammates every day.”

“So…you don’t want me to come around the team?”

“No, it’s not that.” I shake my head and pull her close. “I just don’t know how they’ll treat you. And I’ll be pissed if anyone is an ass.”

“You think that’s possible? You truly believe a group of professional athletes making millions of dollars a year is going to be openly hostile to their teammate’s girlfriend?”

“Not openly hostile but it’ll be more subtle. Like the ladies not inviting you into the fold. And they’re close, for the most part. There are different groups, like some of the older ladies are closer to Coach Petrov’s wife. Chloe and Juliet have been best friends for years so they’re closer than some of the others. Same with Scarlet and Tawny and then Eden and Zoe. And Johan’s sister is married to Aiden. Her best friend is married to Anders. It’s convoluted.”