Chapter 12
TWELVE
WREN
Eli had been so attentive tonight. And the fact he’d rushed to make sure I was okay at half time? How could I not fall deeply and totally in love? “I’m a lucky man.” Grabbing Eli’s hand, I kissed his knuckles.
Eli wrinkled his forehead as his gaze swept over me. “Are you thirsty or anything? Can I get you a water, a Gatorade—”
“No, I’m good. I don’t want to get up and piss in the middle of the night.” Knowing me, I’d forget about the ankle and twist it all over again. I leaned against Eli’s warmth. He was so solid. He’d definitely changed since high school. I could count on him.
“I’m sleeping with you tonight.” Eli’s brow ticked as he glanced at Grace. “I don’t want you hurting yourself if you do need to get up. I want to be here to help you.”
“Oh, boy.” Grace drew a deep inhale and shimmied off the end of the bed. “Listen, I don’t mind if you two sleep in here with me.” Her brows lifted, and she wagged a finger at us. “But no funny stuff. I don’t want to be woken by the bed thumping against the wall.”
“Grace, we wouldn’t do that. I promise.” Eli raked his teeth over his lower lip. “I’m too worn out from the game, anyway.” He threw me a knowing smirk.
How nice it would be to have him in bed with me? I liked this idea. “We’d just cuddle, Grace. Promise.” I slid my fingers across my heart.
Twisting her lips, she said, “Fine.” She stepped toward the bathroom. “I’m getting ready for bed then. I’m exhausted too.”
“Do you have pajama bottoms to wear?” Eli’s gaze cut to mine and his pupils flared.
“I suppose you want to dress me for bed?” My dick stirred. Damn it, having him sleep with me might be harder, pun intended, than I’d imagined. “Yes, there are pajama bottoms in my bag there.” I pointed to my suitcase sitting next to the dresser. “What will you wear?”
“I can sleep in my joggers.” He fished his phone from the pocket of said joggers. “I’ll text Nick and let him know he’s got the room to himself tonight.”
“Okay.” Everyone knowing about us and being supportive proved helpful. I shifted my leg, and an ache spread up my shin. “I’ll need help to get to the bathroom to brush my teeth and stuff.”
“Of course.” His phone chimed, and he peered at the screen. “Nick says he hopes you feel better and told me to take good care of you.” He chuckled. “He thinks having you healthy and back on the field with us will help my game, so he’s all for it.”
“It’s all about the game, isn’t it?” Shaking my head, a grin lifted my lips.
After Eli helped me to the bathroom so I could get ready for bed, we slipped between the sheets. Grace was already in her bed, her back to us, while Eli had removed his team sweatshirt.
I lay on my side, gazing toward the shuttered blinds on the room’s window. Ambient light filtered in from outside. “Goodnight, Grace.”
“Goodnight, you two.” She released an audible yawn. “See you in the morning.”
“Goodnight.” Eli slipped in behind me, his chest pressing on my back and his dick wedged against my ass and hardening. He kissed my shoulder as he wrapped his arm around my chest. He whispered, “This is nice.”
We’d never spent the night together in high school, so it was a first for us. “It is.” I pushed my ass against him as my cock tingled and swelled. There was no way to stop our dicks from wanting inappropriate things.
Eli tightened his hold on me and, in my ear, said softly, “I’m hard. You?”
“I can tell and yes.” Threading my fingers within his on my chest, I said, “Go to sleep.” If he tried anything, I didn’t think I could stop him.
“I’m trying.” His breath puffed across my shoulder.
“What are you two whispering over there?” Grace rolled on her bed. “On second thought, I don’t care.” She fluffed her pillow and scoffed.
“Sorry, Grace. We’ll be quiet now.” With a soft giggle, I closed my eyes.
As a sliver of sun shone through the blinds on the window, I fluttered my eyes open. Eli’s warm body still pressed against my back, and his rock-hard dick had slipped into my crack. My hot boner stretched to the band of my briefs. Damn, if only Grace were—
“She’s gone.” Eli lifted onto an elbow and gave me a coy grin. “She went to breakfast with some of your teammates.” He shoved his dick against my ass. “I’m pretty sure I was hard all night.”
“Yeah?” As heat surged across my skin, my cock twitched, aching for attention. “How long ago did she leave?” She’d be gone for at least an hour if she was eating.
“About five minutes ago. Her phone went off, and then she whispered to me she was going to breakfast, and someone showed up at the door.” Licking his lips, his eyes darkened. In a rasp, he said, “Wren, we are either doing something in this bed right now, or I’m carrying you into the bathroom.”
As the corner of my lips tugged, I said, “Why go in the bathroom when we’re alone in the room?” And the lube was still tucked away in the nightstand drawer.
“Good point.” He nibbled my shoulder and groaned as he rubbed his dick on my ass through our clothing. “Can we fuck?” His body shuddered behind me.
As shivers raced up my spine, I laid my head on my pillow. It would be easy to fuck him, but we shouldn’t go there yet. Plus, we should discuss condoms first, and in the moment wasn’t a great time. “You can do anything except that. Okay?” I shoved my ass against his dick, and it pulsed.
“Hell yes.” He slipped his underwear and joggers down, kicking them to the bottom of the sheets as I did the same, and then came back, slipping his hot cock between my ass cheeks. “Get the lube,” he said in a thick whisper.
With a small smirk, I slid the nightstand drawer open and grabbed the lube. Thank God Grace hadn’t looked in here. I’d be sure to pack it when we were done. “Here.” I handed it to him.
Leaving me for a moment, he slathered lube on his cock and slipped his slick fingers inside my crack, circling my hole. “Can I finger you? You used to get off on that.” He nipped at the shell of my ear.
A shock of sensation burst inside me, and my dick jerked, dribbling precum. “Yes, fuck yes.” Wrapping my cock with my hand, I slowly stroked. “Toss me the lube.”
He handed it to me. I squirted some on my fingers and stroked again, my palm gliding across my shaft. Tension knotted in my gut, and my balls drew in.
Placing biting kisses along my shoulder, he slipped a finger inside me and rubbed while rutting against my ass cheek. As a deep moan rumbled from his chest, he hissed. “You’re so fucking tight, babe. Want to fuck you so bad.”
As his finger slipped across my prostate, my body jolted, sparks tingling every nerve ending.
“Uh…” My cock spasmed, and I squeezed the tip, staving off an instant orgasm. “Careful, Eli, I’m pretty wound up.”
“Me too.” He sucked where my neck met my shoulder and thrust harder against me, his dick slipping across my skin while pumping my hole with his finger.
As a tremor rolled through me, my balls grew heavy, and I gasped. It would be so easy to let him slip inside me and fuck my brains out. God, I wanted it. “Fucking hell, Eli.”
“Yeah?” Pulling his finger from me, he nudged his cockhead against my hole.
“Let me jerk you off.” Reaching his arm around me, he fisted my dick and placed slow, agonizing strokes over it while gliding his dick inside my crack.
“You’re so fucking perfect, Wren. God, I missed this.
” He kissed and nipped behind my ear as his body trembled. “I’m so close.”
“Me too.” What was the point of waiting? We had to finish before Grace returned. “Faster, Eli. Pretend you’re drilling me into the mattress.”
“Fuck yeah.” With a grunt, he quickened his pace, his hand pumping in a relentless rhythm on my cock, his hips pistoning and cock rutting against my hole.
As the raw edge of climax overtook me, I whimpered and plummeted into intense sensation. As my cum erupted through Eli’s fingers, harsh contractions wracked my body. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck.” I gripped the pillow and stuffed my face in it, attempting to muffle my groans.
“That’s it, baby, come for me. Come so fucking hard,” he gritted out and then shoved his cock in and held it as waves of hot cum filled my crack, his body quivering behind me, gruff moans filling the air.
As it slowed, he panted and rested his cheek on my shoulder. “We need to have a discussion.”
“About condoms?” A smile curled my lips. He was right. After that, restraint would be impossible the next time we were in bed together. Which would be soon. I lost myself in the post-climax bliss, my body humming with electricity. There really was no one like him.
“Yeah, about those.” He kissed my shoulder and rose onto an elbow. “But not now. Now we should enjoy this bed together.”
I rolled onto my back. “And that we don’t have to worry about the sheets.” A soft snort worked out of me. I was pretty sure the maids had seen worse.
“True.” He cupped my cheek and pressed a lazy kiss on my mouth. “How’s your ankle?”
“I forgot I even injured it.” I wriggled it, and the ache wormed through the joint. “It’s a little better.” Lifting my head, I planted a quick kiss on his lips. “It usually heals quickly. When I fell on it, I sensed it instantly, and so I dropped to my ass.”
“Yeah, I saw that.” He stroked my hair, skimming locks off my forehead, with a small grin on his lips. “I was so worried about you.” His gaze snapped to mine, and his brows furrowed. “Never scare me like that again.”
“This…coming from a linebacker?” I raised the corner of my mouth. “Eli, I hurt myself. You have guys coming at you, intending to throw you to the ground every weekend.”
“I can handle it. I’m bigger than most of them.” His smirk widened. “And I’m stronger.”
With a scoff, I rolled my eyes. “You know what I mean. I’m the one who needs to worry about you. Not the other way around.” I had to watch myself, though. I enjoyed cheerleading, especially since I got to be on the field with Eli.