28. He Could Go All the Way
28
Riggs
Ipick up my phone and check the screen again, but it remains blank of notifications. I’ve been waiting for word from Tessa all day, some kind of acknowledgment of my prank and the gift that accompanied it. I wish I would have gone down there to spy and witness it, firsthand, but after setting up the delivery, I got a call from coach to go over the game plan for the first week of camp, and I had to take it.
I lean back against the couch cushions and close my eyes. My lips curl into a smile as I imagine Tessa freaking out, thinking someone had sent her boxes of venomous snakes. Then her surprise when she saw the books. I really hope she liked them. I tried to pick a wide assortment of titles to please all the readers who frequent her coffee shop.
My phone chimes, and I fumble it a few times as I snatch it from the couch beside me. Closing my fingers around it finally, I grin as her name flashes across the screen with a text notification. Swiping my finger across the screen, my smile widens as I read her message.
Tessa: You’re an asshole. Also, you’re the best! Thank you so much for the books!
I start to tap out a reply, then pause when another text comes through.
Tessa: Come over. The front door is unlocked. I’ll be waiting.
Deleting the message I’d been typing, I reply with a message that I’ll be right over. I get up and rush into my room. I pull on a fresh t-shirt before striding into the bathroom to apply some deodorant and a mist of cologne.
Speed-walking to the door, I yank it open and step outside, pulling it closed behind me before jogging down the porch steps and over to Tessa’s. I rap my knuckles against the door as I turn the knob and call out her name as the door cracks open.
Pushing the door wider, I step inside, barely noticing the towels on the floor beneath my shoes before a wave of freezing water pours over my head and sluices down my body. A pained shout rips up my throat as my body locks up, and tinkling laughter rings in my ears.
My gaze darts around the room until I spot her. She’s wearing a wide smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Shaking the water from my hair, I take a step forward, and more laughter trills out of Tessa as she stumbles back and starts to turn.
Knowing she’s going to make a run for it, I burst into motion. She barely takes a step before I’m on her, wrapping her up in my arms and rubbing my wet body all over her. She squeals and struggles to escape, the friction making my cock swell with need. My hands find her ass and jerk her closer, and the moment she feels the evidence of my arousal, her struggles cease.
She groans and pushes her hands into my wet hair as her mouth finds mine. Our tongues tangle desperately as I back her into the nearest wall. Bending my knees, I lift her up until her legs wrap around my waist. She rubs herself against my erection as I trail kisses down her throat, sucking and licking her delicate skin as little moans vibrate in her chest.
“I don’t think this was the result you expected when you planned this prank,” I mumble against her neck between kisses.
“Actually, this is exactly what I hoped for,” she breathes, and I lift my head to meet her hot gaze. “Turnover on downs. Let’s see what Malone can do now that he has the ball back.”
My lips spread into a wide smile, and I peck a quick kiss against her lips. “I love it when you talk football to me.”
When I lower my mouth back to her neck, kissing a path toward her breast, she groans and sighs, “He could…go…all…the…way.”
I tighten my arms around her with a growl, then spin and carry her to her bedroom. Dropping her onto the bed, I quickly strip out of my wet clothes as she rips her shirt over her head. Laying back, she lifts her hips and shimmies out of her shorts. Gripping the thin material with both hands, I yank the shorts down her legs and toss them to the floor before giving her underwear the same treatment.
Then, without pausing for a beat, I push her knees apart and bury my face between her thighs. Her hips buck upward as my tongue finds her center, and I grip her thighs to push her back down as I swirl my tongue around her clit.
“Riggs,” she breathes, and my name on her lips in that sultry sigh drives me wild.
Releasing one thigh, I push a finger into her, groaning at the feel of her wet, throbbing core squeezing down on it. Pulling the finger free, I push it back in with another, stretching and massaging her inner walls as fresh moisture floods around them.
Lifting my head, I murmur, “You’re so fucking perfect, Tessa,” before diving back in, lashing her clit with my tongue before sucking it lightly.
She bucks again, and her pussy clenches down, spasming around my fingers as she groans her release. I pump my fingers inside her to draw it out, her little sounds of pleasure making my cock throb with need.
When she goes limp, I give her one last long lick before pushing myself up to stare down at her. She’s flushed and panting, looking more beautiful than I’ve ever seen her. She’s still wearing a bra, and I crawl over her, nestling my hips between her thighs as I snap the small clasp between her breasts and spread the material wide. Dipping my head, I tease one pert nipple with the tip of my tongue.
“Riggs,” she yelps, yanking at my hair as I tease the sensitive bud.
Her grip loosens as I cover her breast with my mouth, sucking gently as I press the flat of my tongue against her nipple. A second later, she’s moaning and pressing my head down, the sensitivity obviously waning beneath a fresh spark of need.
Her thighs spread apart, and I settle more deeply between them. The head of my cock presses against her entrance, and she groans, bucking her hips to take me in. As soon as I feel her wet heat surround me, I lose my mind, driving my hips forward to fill her, completely.
Releasing Tessa’s breast from my lips, I push up on my arms and stare down at her. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. Inside and out. Her eyes flutter open to lock with mine, and I slowly dip my head to kiss her mouth. It’s a slow, gentle kiss, one that warms my chest as my heart swells with emotion.
God, I adore this woman.
I roll my hips in a slow circle, and she groans into my mouth. Unable to wait a moment longer, I pump my hips, moving faster and faster until I’m mindlessly driving into her. The noises she makes with each thrust drive me wild, and I feel my balls tighten as my orgasm builds inside me.
Not yet.
“Come for me, Tessa,” I grit out between clenched teeth as I try to hold onto my sanity. “Choke my cock with your hot, greedy pussy.”
The words spill from my lips unchecked as I rail into her. Her body stiffens beneath mine, but before I can panic, thinking my dirty talk had gone too far, her core clenches down. Moisture floods around my cock as her inner walls flutter and squeeze, and her shout of release rings in my ears.
My mind breaks, all rational thought deserting me as my animal instincts take over. Two more thrusts, and I’m erupting deep inside her, every muscle in my body locking up and freezing as I grunt with the pleasure coursing through my veins.
I collapse onto Tessa, and she seems to enjoy my weight, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me closer. My face burrows into the space between her neck and shoulder, and I lightly kiss her skin as I try to get my breathing under control.
Her fingers trace delicate patterns over the skin of my back, and I shiver lightly at the touch. I know I must be crushing her, so I give myself only a moment more before rolling over. I pull her with me until I’m on my back and she’s splayed across my chest. My fingers thread through her hair as the sounds of our slowing breaths fill the room around us.
“Thank you for the books,” she whispers, finally breaking the silence.
“You’re welcome,” I say. “It was my pleasure.”
She lifts her head to stare down at me with an arched brow. “And the snake trick? Was that your pleasure, too?”
I nod with a laugh. “Oh, yeah. I wish I would’ve been there to see your face.”
Her fingers find my flat nipple, pinching it lightly. My hand shoots up to grab her wrist as I bark out a laugh. Tessa chuckles with me, nuzzling her face against my chest.
It just doesn’t get better than this.
Or maybe it does.
“So…I have this team thing coming up this weekend,” I say, keeping my tone light as I brush my palm up and down her back.
“A team thing?” she asks when I don’t elaborate.
“Yeah. It’s a cocktail party at Coach Nesbit’s house in Branston. An icebreaker, of sorts, for the team to bond off the field.”
“Okay,” she says slowly, her voice filled with question.
“I’d like you to come with me. As my date,” I say, spitting that last bit out in a rush.
Tessa pushes herself up so she can meet my eyes. “You want to introduce me to your teammates?”
I give her a firm nod. “Yes, I want to introduce you to everyone…as my girlfriend.”
My heart pounds in my chest as I search her face. Her eyebrows hike up, and her mouth falls open, then she snaps it closed and tilts her head.
“Are you asking me to be your girlfriend, Riggs Malone?”
There’s a spark of mischief in her eyes, and I feel the tension in my body ease slightly. Wetting my dry lips, I give her another nod.
“I am. I’m not interested in seeing anyone else. I only want you.”
Her expression softens, and a gentle smile curves her lips. “I only want you, too.”
Gripping her tightly, I roll us over until she’s on her back beneath me. Dipping my head, I give her a quick, hard kiss before pulling back to meet her gaze once more.
“So that’s a yes? You want to be exclusive?”
“Yes,” she says, her smile widening.
“And you’ll come to the party with me?”
“Yes,” she repeats, and I kiss her again.
This time, she holds me to her and deepens the kiss. She lifts her hips, and I let her take the reins, rolling us back over. As soon as my back hits the mattress, she straddles my hips and pushes herself upright, rolling her body and rubbing her slick pussy over my quickly hardening cock.
Clutching her hips, I lift her. She reaches between us to grip my shaft, lining it up with her entrance as I slowly lower her down onto it. Her eyes fall closed as she adjusts to the feel of me deep inside her, and I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight.
She feels amazing, but the pounding of my heart has more to do with how I’m feeling.
I’m falling for her. Hard.
And I’m not going to fuck it up this time.