I nod. “He does, and I love him.”
“Gah, I’m so happy for you.” Willow drains her glass and gestures to mine. “Want a refill?”
My nose wrinkles. “Nah, I’m not even sure I’ll finish this. My stomach hasn’t been feeling great lately.”
“Okay.” She stands up and goes to the kitchen, coming back with a fresh glass of wine for herself. “How’s the sex?”
“Really, really good.” I smile, because it’s the truth. What he lacks in experience, Dan makes up for with enthusiasm and a willingness to learn. He listens to me and pays such close attention to my body, I swear, he already knows it better than Baron ever did, even after several years together.
“That’s not a surprise.” Willow waggles his eyebrows. “All that cinnamon roll, golden retriever energy? He’s gotta be fun in bed.”
The sound of my front door opening has both of us turning. Dan walks in, wearing a Tridents hoodie and dark grey sweatpants. My gaze drops immediately to the front of his pants.
“And that’s my cue to leave.”
I blink and look over at Willow to see her amused grin. “What? Why?”
“Because he’s here and you’re drooling.” She stands up and walks over to Dan, giving him a quick hug. “See ya later, Monty. Take care of her.”
His gaze is trained on me, and I can already see the lust burning in his eyes. “Don’t worry, I will.”
He breaks our stare to walk Willow to the door, closing and locking it behind her.
“What were you two talking about, Birdie? You look a little flushed.”
My tongue darts out to lick my lips as he prowls around the couch and squats down in front of me, his hands coming to my knees. “Oh, just girl stuff,” I say faintly, my focus zeroing in on his thumbs that are drawing lazy circles on my inner thighs.
“Hmm. Girl stuff. Right.”
He surges upward, kissing me and pressing me against the couch, his hands bracing on either side of me.
“You were talking about me, weren’t you Birdie.”
The words are conversational, casual even. But his voice is anything but. Rich, sultry, and promising a hell of a lot of pleasure. I bite my lower lip, trying to look coy, but I don’t know if I pull it off. Given the smirk Dan shoots me, I probably don’t.
“Maybe I was. Is that a problem?”
His head moves slowly from side to side. “Not at all, as long as you’re saying good stuff.” A thread of vulnerability pokes through his sexy bravado, and I bring my hand up to cup his cheek.
“Verygood stuff.” I lean in and kiss him. With a groan, he wraps one arm around me, pulling me almost off the couch.
“Jesus, am I ever gonna stop wanting you?” he rasps before kissing his way down my throat. “I can’t stop thinking about you, about us, about how fucking good you make me feel.”
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” I say, tipping my head to the side. He chuckles against my skin, then lifts his head, fixing me with his molten chocolate stare.
“Right now, it’s not. But when the season starts, you know I’ll have to be focused on the game, right?”
Again, that tiny bit of vulnerability shows through. I love that he’s comfortable enough with me not to hide it. I nod and kiss his cheek.
“I know what your job needs from you, Dan, and you know I’ll be there supporting you the whole time.”
“You’re fucking perfect,” he whispers. “But you’ll be evenmore perfect once you’re naked.”
He stands up and strips out of his own clothes so quickly I feel like I barely blink and then, there he is, in all his naked glory. His cock is already leaking precum, and I lean forward and lap at it with my tongue.
That makes him groan as he wraps one hand around the base and threads the other in my hair. “Baby, as much as I want your mouth on my dick literally all the fucking time, right now, I need to be inside of you.”
Despite being insanely turned on, I can’t quite stifle a yawn. Dan catches it and frowns. “Hey, we don’t have to do this. You want to just go to bed and snuggle?”
