Chapter 26
TWENTY-SIX
EASTON
When Maya wakes up, she always makes a grumpy sound before opening her eyes, like it’s an offense to be pulled from sleep.
It’s so fucking cute it makes my chest feel funny.
Once she’s up, she’s what I’d consider a morning person, but those first moments she fights consciousness are my favorite to watch.
She’s cuddled close to my side and has one leg hooked around mine. She nuzzles my arm, nose scrunching. Then she makes the little sound I love before exhaling sleepily.
“Morning,” I rasp.
“Mhm,” she responds, still keeping her eyes closed.
I draw her closer, arms tightening around her when she shifts to lay on top of me. My dick is already awake because it’s morning and that’s what it does, but with her naked body pressed against mine it throbs with another pulse of heat, growing harder.
Still not fully awake, she moves against me with torturously sensual movements, her body naturally seeking out what it needs. I groan, fingertips moving down her spine to grab a handful of her delectably thick ass.
“Keep that up and I’m going to slip it in.” My mutter is rough, tinged with sleep.
“Mm, please,” she murmurs.
“Fuck, Maya,” I say hoarsely when she scoots down so she’s straddling me to grind her pussy against my cock.
She lifts her head, eyes hooded and brimming with desire. “You woke me up from all those touches. I was dreaming your mouth was everywhere.”
“It will be in a minute.”
With a rumbling noise, I roll her over and slot my mouth over hers with a hungry kiss. Before things heat up further, the cat interrupts us with an affronted meow. She snickers, holding out a hand.
“Sorry, kitty. Are we bothering you?”
Kit-cat stays at the end of the bed by our feet, where she spent the night curled up until we woke her up. The cat surveys us both, meowing again before she hops to the floor.
“Ah, shit. That’s her feed me meow,” I say.
Maya grins. “You know her different sounds. I love that about animals—the ways we learn to communicate with each other.”
I go for another kiss, but she pulls away with a frown.
“I still taste last night’s drinks. Do you have an extra toothbrush?”
“Yes.”
I rub my cock against her tempting body for another moment before I let her up. Collapsing against the pillow, I muffle a jagged sigh at the loss.
“Aren’t you coming?”
My head pops up. She stands at the edge of my bed, capturing my hand. Her chin dips in a mimic of my mannerisms.
“Want to shower?”
I scramble out of bed so fast. She laughs at me when I almost trip from getting tangled in the sheets.
“I’m going to finish what you started.”
“What you started,” she sasses. “I don’t think you realize how much you touch me all the time.”
Kit-cat stops me in my tracks, winding around my legs.
“You want to be fed,” I say. “Okay. C’mere.”
Before I follow Maya to the bathroom, I let the cat into the hall. She races down the steps, acting like we don’t feed her as much as she wants. Cameron nods to me with his chin, scratching at his stomach on his way out of the room we used to share.
“Morning. Can you feed the cat?”
“Yeah.” Before going downstairs, he yells at the top of the steps, “Breakfast will be ready in twenty minutes. Be downstairs fast if you want any.”
Damn, that doesn’t give me as much time as I want to worship my girl.
Maya’s already in the shower when I come in. The thought of her smelling like me from using my stuff sends a rush of possessive satisfaction racing through me. I brush my teeth quickly and join her beneath the warm spray, running my hands over her wet, sudsy skin as my body presses against hers.
She tilts her head back. “Oh, hi.”
“Hi, beautiful. Give me that.”
I take the shampoo bottle from her and squirt it into my hand. Steam envelops us while I massage it into her hair, enjoying the way she sways against me with cute little blissed out moans.
“This is the life,” she says.
“Keep your eyes closed.” I guide her beneath the water to rinse, carefully checking there’s no soap left before I tug her against me.
My arms wrap around her and I drop a kiss on her head.
“This is how it will always be, baby. Even when I make the pros, you’re my priority. I’ll take care of you no matter what.”
She doesn’t quite smother a surprised gasp at my serious promise, angling her head to stare at me wide-eyed. I turn her around and lean down, needing to feel my forehead resting against hers.
I can already tell what’s going through her head.
I’ve learned to read her. Her features are torn, wavering between that radiant smile I’m obsessed with and her practical side that’s probably saying some shit about how it’s too soon to be talking about the future when we’ve only been together for a short while.
But I don’t need an arbitrary length of time to confirm what I already know: I love her.
“Easton…”
“You don’t have to say anything. I just want you to know that I’m all in with you. This isn’t just for fun while I’m in college. You’re my forever.”
Her throat convulses with a swallow. She nods, eyes shining.
I stiffen as she lowers to her knees without breaking eye contact. My cock appreciates the view of her plush lips parting.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s my turn to take care of you.”
My arm braces against the wall and a garbled curse flies out of me when she takes me into her mouth. Fuck, it’s wet, hot paradise.
“Maya.” With a wrecked groan, my hand cups the back of her head, fingers sliding into her wet hair. “God, you’re so—”
The words die because she bobs her head, stretched lips sucking me deeper. She manages to fit most of my cock into her mouth and it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.
My thighs tense from her gripping the base and swirling her tongue. She’s bringing me right to the edge, but I don’t want this to be over yet. I want to make her come.
Tightening my grip on her hair to stop her, I pull her to her feet and kiss her hard. She holds my jaw between her hands and opens for me with a wickedly sexy noise in her throat. Tearing away, I press two fingers against her lips, my eyelids growing heavy when she sucks on them.
Both of us are panting with need when I reach down, rubbing through her slippery folds before sinking inside her. She looks gorgeous, cheeks flushed, eyes closed, mouth open with a silent cry while I spend a minute fingering her.
Her hand flies down to tug insistently at my forearm. “Okay. Come on, I want to feel you.”
“I’ve got you.”
Gripping her by the thighs, I lift her. She chokes back a surprised sound, locking her legs around me when I press her back to the tiles. Capturing her gaze, I line up and drive my cock into her pussy in a long, continuous thrust.
She clamps around me, her moan echoing off the shower walls. All she can do is hold on while I fuck her with sharp strokes that hit her nice and deep.
When she throws her head back, I nuzzle into her bared throat, kissing and biting to leave my mark. My fingers dig into her and the force of my thrusts makes her body shake.
Her lashes flutter, then her eyes find mine. We’re locked in a stare that kicks my heartbeat into the next gear.
It blows me away how intense every single touch and kiss is with her. Each sensation is overwhelming, blinding me to anything except her existence.
“I’m going to come,” she murmurs.
Our hold on each other tightens. My mouth slams against hers when I feel her pussy fluttering with her orgasm just before I sink into her one last time, my cock throbbing in divine fucking ecstasy.
We kiss through our shared pleasure until she melts against me.
“Can I take you somewhere today?” I whisper against her lips.
“Okay. Where are we going?”
My hum is full of contentment. “It’s a surprise. Not telling.”
“Yet,” she teases.
I grin at the word I used whenever I wanted to convince her to give me a chance. “Yet. Come on, let’s go eat. Otherwise the animals in this house will leave us with nothing.”
We finish showering and make it downstairs just in time. Maya wears my clothes so she doesn’t have to go downstairs in that hot little dress I peeled off her last night.
Reeves has a dish towel draped over his shoulder and mans two pans at once on the stovetop while everyone else who’s up early enough to eat is spread around the kitchen.
Madden balances plates, trying to get the utensil drawer open at the same time. Maya goes over to help him while I clap Cam on the shoulder.
“Smells great, man.”
“You always say that when you’re hungry,” he replies with a smirk.
“Who’s having coffee?” Noah counts the hands that go up with a round of jumbled responses.
“Rookie, books off the table. It’s time to eat,” I say.
“Okay, I just have to finish this part. My professor has been on my ass about citing my sources.”
His tongue sticks out from the corner of his mouth and his face scrunches in concentration while he jots down a quote in his outline for a paper. Maya ruffles his hair on her way around the table with Madden to set it.
Theo and Hutch trail in one after the other, hair standing on end from sleep. They both mutter good morning, heading straight for the coffee pot Noah brandishes.
When we all sit down, it feels like a family meal. One that Maya fits right into.
She has no trouble fighting hungry hockey players to fill her plate with her share. I rub her back with a stupid smile on my face, pride unfurling in my chest.
“There’s no room for me?” Brody stumbles in, leaning around occupied chairs to steal food.
“Grab a plate and sit with me.” Hutch pats the back of the couch where he’s perched.
“Here.” Maya scoots her plate closer to mine and slides onto my lap.
Humming contentedly, my arm winds around her waist. I finish a sip of orange juice and kiss her shoulder.
Noah pretends to pout. “Why don’t any of you sit on my lap?”
Several of the guys ball up napkins and toss them at him. He bats them away with a laugh.