Chapter 51
Travis
I’m quiet for a solid ten seconds before I get my mouth to work again.
“You love me?” I finally say.
That cute little mouth curves in the sweetest, most beautiful smile. “Yeah. I love you.”
Gently, I grab her face in my hands, and I kiss her, soft and teasing. “I wasn’t expecting that,” I say when we break apart. I’m still holding her.
“I wasn’t expecting to hear you say you love me either,” she says. “But I’m glad you said it.”
“Really? You’re glad the first time you heard me say those words was when you overheard me talking to your brother?”
That gorgeous grin doesn’t budge. “Yes. Because I know you meant it. I know it was honest. I know it was straight from your heart.”
“It was,” I say.
“Can you say it again? I wanna hear you say it while you’re looking at me.”
My heart feels too big for my chest. I don’t think I’ve ever smiled this hard before.
“I love you, Anna.”
Those beautiful, big, gold-brown eyes shine bright. A million stars rest in her gaze when she looks at me. When I tell her I love her.
“I love you so much, I can barely breathe sometimes. I love everything about you. Your smile. How feisty you are. How smart you are. I love your heart and how you always show up for the people you care about, no matter what. I love fighting with you.”
Her eyes glitter with happy tears as she smiles. “You do?”
I nod. I tuck a chunk of her hair behind her ear. “I love how you turned everything in my life upside down. I was used to being on my own. I was used to holding in all my feelings and stress. But you showed me that I matter—that my feelings matter. And I don’t have to do it all on my own.”
She cups my face in her hands. “You’re never alone, Travis. I’m with you. Always.”
Her softly spoken words land right at the center of my heart.
“I love you, Anna.” I kiss her again. “I can’t believe you love me too,” I say against her mouth.
She wraps her hands around my wrists. “Of course I love you. You’re handsome with a great dick.”
I chuckle as I trail kisses down the side of her neck.
She lets out a soft murmur. “You’re amazing. The most amazing guy I’ve ever met.”
I kiss her shoulder, then her collarbone. She makes that sweet sound again, and it makes my cock stiff.
“I always feel safe with you. Cared for. Protected. I’ve never felt that way with anyone. Ever,” she says softly.
My heart swells in my chest.
“Who knew that a grumpy goalie would be the one to capture my heart?”
I lean back and look at her. Her cheeks are flushed, and her eyes are shy. So is her smile.
“I feel kind of silly saying all this,” she says.
I swipe a chunk of her hair out of her face. “Why?”
“I don’t normally talk like this. Like, I’m the smitten female lead in a romcom that can’t stop thinking about the guy she’s in love with. It comes off a little obsessive.”
The edge of my mouth hooks up. “You think I’m not obsessed with you?”
Her mouth parts open the slightest bit, surprised at my admission.
“You think I ever stop thinking about you, Anna?” I kiss her cheek, then her temple. “I don’t. Ever.”
I move my hand to her side and circle my thumb gently over the spot to the side of her chest, just under the curve of her breast. She shivers.
“You’re always on my mind, sweet thing.”
Her shy smile widens into a grin. My breath lodges in my throat. Fuck. She’s so beautiful, I can barely take it.
“My beautiful brainiac who drives me wild in the best way. Who is the first thing I think about when I wake up, and the last thing on my mind before I fall asleep.”
She bites back a giddy smile.
“The woman who got me hooked on candy.”
She bursts out laughing. “Wait, really?”
I nod. “There’s a bag of Sour Patch Kids in my cupboard in the kitchen.”
“But you hate sweet stuff.”
“I used to. I’m in love with it now, though. Every time I eat one of those candies, it pisses me off how sour it is. But then, after a while, it starts to taste sweet. And then I like it. And I forget why I didn’t like it in the first place. And I just want more.”
Her breath catches as she stares at me. I slide my other hand to her waist and pull her harder against me. And then I kiss her.
She moans as I tease my tongue against hers, lapping and licking.
She claws at my chest, then tugs at my shirt. A second later, it’s off, and I’m walking her backwards toward the couch.
Before her legs hit the back of it, I turn us around and sit down, then I pull her to straddle my lap.
I pull off her tank top, then grab her chin and pull her down to my face so I can kiss her some more.
“I’m fucking addicted to you, Anna,” I say against her lips. I hook my fingers in her mouth as I kiss her, groaning at the feel of her tongue.
Still kissing, she reaches behind her and unhooks her bra, tossing it aside. I lean back, my hands on her hips, so I can look at her.
My cock is already throbbing just from kissing her and seeing her. At the smooth lines of her body, at her tan skin that’s softer than silk, at her perfect tits that make my mouth water.
I lean forward and swipe my tongue over her nipple. I tease her other nipple between my thumb and index finger. I work her in my mouth and my hands, savoring her whimpers and the sweet sounds she makes the more turned on she gets.
I move my mouth to her other nipple, teasing and flicking and sucking. She’s clawing at my shoulders and tugging on my hair. And grinding on my lap.
Even through the fabric of the jeans she’s wearing, I can feel how hot her pussy is.
“You taste like…ah, fuck.”
I lean my head back against the couch. My cock is throbbing from how hard she’s grinding on me.
I reach up and hold her face in my hand. “Heaven. You taste like heaven. Every part of you.”
She tugs on the waistband of my jeans as we kiss. She breaks the kiss to slide off her shorts and panties, then she yanks off my pants and boxer briefs.
I’m about to grab her and guide her back to my lap, but she drops to her knees and pushes my legs open. Before I can say a word, she grabs the base of my cock and runs her tongue up and down the shaft, licking and sucking the head.
“Oh, Jesus,” I mutter. I close my eyes and lean my head back against the couch. I’m instantly at the edge. Pleasure pumps hot and hard through my entire body. I can feel it in my veins, in my blood, in my bones.
I thread my fingers through her hair, then pull her off my cock after a minute. I lean down and kiss her until she’s breathless.
“You know how much I love it when you suck my cock, but I need to be inside you now.”
She flashes a naughty smile and licks her lips. I reach down and grab my jeans, pull a condom from the pocket, then rip it open with my teeth and slide it on.
I grab her by the hips and move her over my lap, then I push her down on my cock, which is hard as fucking steel.
We both cry out at the same time. I can’t see straight, and I’m so turned on, it hurts.
With a hand on her hip, I hold her still, then I move my other hand between her legs and gently massage her clit with my thumb.
Her jaw plummets to the floor as she gasps. Her head falls back, and she lets out the hottest little whimper.
“Travis…”
“Yeah, sweet thing?”
“I wanna ride you.”
“Not yet.”
She lets out a frustrated laugh. “Why not?”
I swallow hard as pressure shoots through my dick and balls. “Because I’m really close to coming, but I need you to come first.”
She looks down at me, her smile warm and her eyes bright. Her eyes roll back as I tease her clit some more. A minute goes by.
“I’m gonna come,” she rasps.
She starts to tighten around me, and I clench my jaw. Flames lick the base of my spine. I’m so close.
“Good girl. Now ride my dick until you explode.”
She does what I tell her and bounces on my cock, steadying herself with her hands on my shoulders.
She starts to shake and fall apart.
“That’s it, sweet thing. Come hard on your boyfriend’s cock.”
She whimpers and yells as she comes. And that’s what sets me off. Seeing her fall apart—seeing the woman I love in complete ecstasy as she rides me makes me come so damn hard.
The pressure inside of me explodes. A rough, animal sound rips from my throat as I dig my fingers into her hips and thrust hard up into her.
The edges of my vision start to blur until I can’t see anymore. My chest is tight as I breathe hard. I’m burning up. It feels like I’m on fire. My whole body is shaking from how hard I just came.
She falls on top of me, and I wrap my arms around her. We’re both panting while we catch our breath. My head spins. It feels like my heart is too big for my chest. But it also feels perfect.
Because that’s how much I love Anna. So damn much that a single organ of my body isn’t enough to contain it. I’d need a hundred hearts, each one the size of the moon, to even be close to what I feel for her. That’s how much I love her.
She nuzzles my shoulder, and I bury my face in the side of her neck. I kiss her hot, soft skin. “I love you, sweet thing.”
“I love you too,” she whispers. Then she leans back and looks at me, that adorable teasing smile pulling at her plush lip. “I wanna do that again. In your bed this time.”
I don’t bother to pull out of her. I just stand up and carry her across the living room and up the stairs.
She squeals and giggles as she wraps her legs around my waist.
I set her on my bed. “I’ll be back,” I say before walking out of my bedroom and into the bathroom to get rid of the condom.
When I walk back through the doorway, I stop in my tracks.
Anna is lying on my bed wearing my jersey.