Chapter 33
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
WHAT WAS LOVE BEFORE?
WESTON
I slept some on the plane ride home, so I’m not quite as exhausted as I was when we finished playing. We beat the Jaguars 17 - 9, a little too close for comfort, as far as I’m concerned. But we got through our analyzing on the plane and have the day off tomorrow. Tuesday, we’re off too, and I can’t wait to get home to Sadie and Caleb.
Joey and Seth are on security detail when I get home, and they cheer me on when they open the gate.
“Great game tonight,” Seth says.
“Thanks, man. Everything good around here?”
“It’s been quiet,” Joey says.
I nod. “I like quiet. Goodnight.”
I get a couple of bottled waters when I’m in the kitchen and hurry upstairs, peeking into Caleb’s room first. He’s on his back, both arms spread out, and he looks so sweet, I can’t take it. Did I even know what love was before him? Certainly not to this extent.
Sadie’s sound asleep when I walk into the bedroom, and I smile when I see that she listened to at least part of what I asked. And her arms are spread out just like Caleb’s were. Again, I think, what was love before her? This is a whole different kind of love that is all new to me. One of her nipples is showing and my mouth waters, but I quietly walk into the bathroom and leave my suitcase in my closet before going back to the sink and brushing my teeth. By the time I strip and get in bed next to her, the exhaustion has returned, but I put my hand on her stomach and my dick stirs to life. I don’t want to wake her, but I want to taste her more than anything. It really is my favorite place to be, whether it’s my tongue, my fingers, or my dick.
She surprises me by turning toward me and opening her eyes.
“Hey,” she says.
“Hey.” I brush her hair away from her face and kiss her.
She hitches her leg over my thigh and groans when she feels how hard I am. Her heat feels so good against me, I clutch her hips and rub her up and down over me. She gasps.
“I was dreaming about you,” she says. “And when I woke up, you were here.”
“What were you dreaming?” Up and down, slick against me.
“We were facing each other like this and you were inside me, your eyes never leaving mine.”
“Is that what you’d like right now?”
“Mm-hmm,” she says, her hips starting to swivel as she rubs against me.
“Use me,” I whisper.
Her mouth parts and she rubs faster, her mouth dropping open and when she’s coming, she grabs my fingers and presses them against her so I can feel the flutters. Her head falls back and she lets out a long, shuddering sigh.
“You weren’t wearing a condom in my dream,” she whispers.
“I wasn’t?”
I’ve been nervous to bring this up with her for some reason, but it’s worth a conversation. I’m glad she’s the one to bring it up.
“Did it feel different?” I ask.
She giggles. “Well, in my dream, it was amazing. I woke up so ready for you.”
“I’ve wondered so many times what it would be like to be inside you bare. I’ve never done that.”
“You know I’m on the pill,” she says.
“I know. I didn’t know how you’d feel about ditching the condoms. We haven’t talked about it, and I’m in no rush. I want you to be comfortable.”
“I’ve never done it without one either,” she says, leaning forward to kiss my chest. “I want to with you.”
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“Yes,” she says softly.
We start kissing, and I get lost in her as I always do. Her mouth is like a drug. It’s calming and home, and it’s a fire inside of me that never goes out.
I put the tip in and it’s already a different experience. She was telling the truth, she’s ready for me, and feeling her slick heat surrounding me is sensory overload.
“Oh,” I shudder. “I feel everything.”
“I love this.” Her hand moves to my hip and then my ass as she starts to thrust faster than I’m going. “Faster,” she says.
I go faster and moan.
She does too.
“I’m not going to last long,” I tell her.
I slide out and thrust back in, faster and faster and faster. Her leg opens wider and I put it over my hip, going deeper. The second she starts coming, I let go and spill into her. It feels like it lasts forever but is over before I want it to be.
“That was…so good,” she says breathlessly.
“Sorry about the mess.” I make a face and she grins.
“Worth it,” she says.
She gets up and goes to the bathroom and comes back a few minutes later. I take my turn in the bathroom and when I get back in bed, she turns into me, her head finding its place on my chest. We talked no less than ten times while I was gone, but I still feel like I missed so much.
“I missed you,” I tell her. I probably said that at least ten times too, but every time was true.
“I missed you too. Caleb asked for you a lot too. I thought he might not think it was any different than you going to a long day of training, but he definitely knew this was different.”
“I think you should come to the game next week. Fuck what anyone thinks.”
She sighs and her hands continue tickling my chest. “I’m not ready yet.”
I kiss the top of her head. “The second you are, you’ll let me know?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. I’ll try to be patient. But just so you know, I’m ready to tell the whole world I’m in love with you.”
She kisses my chest and lays her head back down, quiet.
We fall asleep that way.