32. APRIL
APRIL
I’d done it. I’d gotten a tattoo. It was small, the perfect shade of charcoal grey and black, and it matched the logo.
When Josh had asked me what I wanted, I’d had no idea.
But I knew it needed to be something meant for me.
The logo was about more than work. I belonged with them.
It was a place that I felt secure and needed.
It gave me confidence and that was worth everything.
Plus, I loved that it represented chaos and destruction, something I felt like my life was most of the time.
The entire walk back to the hotel, I beamed. Josh had held it up to inspect it and he gave it the gentlest kiss. My heart squeezed. I’d even sent a pic to Nora.
Nora: Holy shit!
Me: Isn’t it great!
Nora: It’s amazing. Your mom is gonna kill you.
I snorted. She wasn’t wrong. The thing was, I wasn’t sure I cared.
Me: Probably, but I don’t care.
Nora: (Mouth open emoji.) Wow, some good dickin’ and suddenly a new woman.
Me: OMG. That has nothing to do with it.
Nora: Right and who was with you?
Me: …
Nora: Exactly. Man, am I jealous it wasn’t me, but I love you even if I’m no longer needed.
Me: You’re always needed. No dick will replace you.
Nora: Damn right. But look, I gotta get back to my own good time. You’re home tomorrow?
Me: Yes.
Nora: Girls’ night!
Me: Yes!
Nora: xoxo be safe.
Me: Same.
Josh had left the bathroom door open and I watched as the steam billowed out. Quickly, I stripped down to nothing but my newfound ink, and stepped into the large stand-up shower. My hands wove their way up Josh’s sculpted torso.
“Hey there.” He spun around, his cock hardening with the sight of my naked body. Fuck, I loved the way he licked his lips, staring at me bare naked.
His thumb trailed down between my breasts. “We’re so gonna be late.”
“Then you better fuck me quick. You said four minutes, right?”
He smirked and grabbed my ass, tugging me toward him. His erection digging into my belly button.
His hands wove through the hair that was pulled up on my head and removed the clip, letting it fall around me. He pulled my wrist up and placed a kiss around the edge of my new tattoo before lifting it in the air. “Keep your arm up. You can’t get it wet.”
I nodded, then his mouth found the side of my neck as he nuzzled into it. A moan escaped me.
“Feel good?”
“Yeah. It’s almost as good as that orgasm you gave me last night.”
“Almost huh?” He lifted my leg around his hip. “Spread. I want more of you,” he commanded, his fingers finding my clit.
“We’re going to be late,” I murmured against the cold tile, urging him to move along.
“Don’t care. I’ll take the punishment. Besides, you hopped into my shower. Naked and tits up.”
I groaned when his thumb added pressure. My hand slipped down to his cock, pumping it a few times, watching the water run down us. Until he finally lifted me and slid in. I moaned with each inch he pushed in.
He pumped hard and fast. As I clung to his wet body. Our loud grunts and moans echoed throughout the bathroom.
“Yes, baby. I wanna hear you.”
“Fuck, Josh, I’m close.” My cries echoed off the tiles.
“Good. I wanna watch you come,” he grunted through three more thrusts and my stomach clenched as my orgasm overtook me. Josh was coming, too. He kissed me hard. “You are dangerous.”
I grinned. It was an odd compliment, but it was fucking sexy the way I could make him come undone. As we stepped out of the shower, he slapped my ass and winked at me.
“You better dress fast.” He glanced at his phone. “We have nine minutes to get downstairs.”
I squeaked and dashed out of the bathroom. Thankfully, it was easy for me, dress pants and a work shirt. I tied my hair back into a clip and did the fastest makeup I could.
When Josh emerged, he was dressed in his custom navy suit that hugged every muscle on his body. I damn near froze in place, staring at him.
Suit-Josh was fucking delicious. Sure, I loved him in his team sweats and shirts, but damn, this look was a vibe. One that had me wanting to tear off his suit and take him all over again.
“Stop it.”
“What?” I asked innocently.
“You keep eye fucking me and we will be late.”
I bit the inside of my cheek to hide my blush. “Let’s get out of here before I change my mind.”
He opened the door for me and nodded to the corridor. Fuck, I wanted another go.
Jeez girl, you’ve had more sex in these three days of away games than you did the entirety of the last five months.
My inner brain chided my new overly-crazed sex drive.
I sighed and grabbed my suitcase. I hated that after the game, we were heading home.
Things changed at home. Our schedules were off, and he had some promo stuff coming up that would keep him away, and I kinda hated it.