38. Chapter 37
Chapter 37
SHYLOH
We won the game, but that’s not what I was the most excited about. She came again, and this time in her own sweet way told me that she was sorry, but I still needed to hear it from her mouth.
I told Conrad to get Becca to walk with Lenna after the game. I wasn’t sure what I would say to her, but I thought I love you might be a good start.
Blonde hair whipped in the wind as we walked out of the stadium doors. She was there, waiting alongside Lenna. Becca’s features brightened with every step I took closer to her.
“Hi there,” I said, reaching out to hug her. God, her body pressed against mine was something I missed so damn bad. She sighed into my chest.
“Would you want to come with me? So, we can talk,” I suggested and she agreed, saying goodbye to Lenna and Conrad. As we were walking away Conrad gripped my forearm and whispered, “Don’t fuck it up.”
I smirked because God and Conrad knew that I wouldn’t.
Making it to the apartment was easy. Small talk about the game flowed back and forth, but the moment we were sitting alone on my couch was when we got quiet.
She was fidgeting with her hands and kept readjusting how she was sitting when finally, she said, “I’d like to say a few things.”
I leaned back against the couch, arm wrapped around the back of her. “Okay, go ahead.”
Taking a breath, Becca said, “I’m so sorry I let you leave, Shy. The moment you walked out, I knew I had messed up. Terribly. I thought about you every single day. I stalked your social media. I watched you on T.V.. What you said to me was ingrained in my mind, but I’m not scared anymore—I want this with you. I want to be with you.”
She turned to look at me, and I was already staring at her. Becca knew how I felt about her, and those feelings hadn’t gone away. If anything, they became stronger being away from her.
Propping her knee on the couch and turning to face me, she said, “I love you.”
I blinked a few times, processing what she just said when she interrupted my thoughts. “I just hope you still love me too.”
There were zero words that I could say right now. It would be my responsibility to sit and have this very mature conversation about our feelings, and how much we care about each other and our future plans, but my body had very different ideas.
My mouth crashed against hers as I pushed Becca flat against her back on the couch. This kiss was messy, and it was fucking dirty.
Hell yes.
She moaned into my mouth as I reached under her gold tube top, pressing my fingers over her already peaked nipple. I ground my hips into hers and she wrapped her legs around me in response. Quickly, I pulled my shirt off and yanked her pants down, along with her underwear. There was no time to make this sweet. I wanted to fuck her.
“Stand up.” I pulled her to stand with me. “I want everything off—except this,” I pointed to the jacket. “That stays on.”
She smirked as she slid the tube top down her body, exposing her soft skin, curves, and the jacket that said Property of Mendoza .
Grabbing her hand, I walked her to the balcony doors, opening the blinds to face the city of New Orleans. “Get on your knees,” I said hoarsely. Becca did as she was told, gripping my already hard and aching dick out of my boxers, and wrapping her mouth around me. My hands pressed against the glass as I fucked her mouth.
Her lips were so soft, and her tongue pressed in the most sensitive spot, right under the tip that drove me absolutely wild. Becca sucked me off like her life depended on it. I hadn’t come in such a long time, so I had to stop here. Even though I would have liked to come all over her, I’d love to come inside of her more .
“Get up, turn around and place your hands on glass,” I growled. She did as she was told and I gripped her right leg, pulling it to wrap around my leg and give me better access. My fingers slid into her pussy, and she moaned. “You see the city watching you?” I asked against her neck. I gripped her hair with my same hand, pulling her head back so I can kiss her.
“Fuck, Becks. Seeing my name across your back while you take my cock is….” I hissed out a breath. “It’s so fucking sexy.”
Pressing my dick at her entrance, I could hear the change in her breathing. It was quicker, and she was absolutely soaked. Sliding into her, Becca leaned her head back, moaning my name which could have made me combust much faster than I wanted to. With my left hand gripping her hair and my right hand gripping her hip, I started moving slowly in and out of her.
“You like when I fuck you like this? Slow, so fucking slowly. And when I kiss you like this—” My mouth captured hers again and my tongue danced against hers with both of us groaning into one another. “I know you do, baby. But tonight, I plan on fucking you so hard that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
She giggled into my mouth, kissing me back. “Prove it.”
That did it. I thrust in and out of her soaking wet pussy and pushed her against the glass, pressing her gorgeous tits against it. Becca’s moans were the loudest they’d ever been, and I can feel my orgasm building. Letting go of her right hip, I moved my leg in between and pressed my fingers into her clit. She bucked against me, and I whispered, “You like that, don’t you?” I rolled my hips again and she pressed back against me .
Slipping my left hand around her neck, I held Becca steady against me as I pushed us both to simultaneous orgasms that ripped through us. I came inside of her, and she trembled against me. We both collapsed into each other, and I laid us on the floor side by side with our hands on one another.
“Holy shit. That was—”
“So good. There is no way we could ever top that,” Becca purred, and I gave her a once over.
“Let’s test that theory in about ten minutes,” I chuckled, and she propped up on her elbow to look at me.
“I really do love you, Shy. I’m here to stay.”
I turned and propped up on my elbow, leaning over and kissing her lips gently. “And where do you plan to stay?” I asked.
“Well… I was hoping I could—”
I cut her off, because there’s no way in hell, she’d stay anywhere except here with me.
“You’re moving in with me,” I insisted.
Her smile beamed back at me. “Thanks for reserving the seat for me.”