Chapter Twenty-Three
Rowan
“Don’t take your eyes off of me, baby.”
Christ Jesus. I’ve never come from words alone, but hearing Alicia call me baby has me close. I need to put the focus back on her before I embarrass myself.
Loosening the grip on my cock, I tilt my head at her. “Show me what makes you feel good, Li. How do you touch yourself when you’re all alone and thinking of me?”
I watch in rapture as she keeps her pussy spread with one hand , circling her clit with the middle fingers of her other. She moves it slowly in clockwise circles before switching to counter clockwise. Her body undulates leisurely, like she has all the time in the world.
“That’s it, hen. Tell me what you think of when you get yourself off,” I demand.
Blue eyes locked with mine. “You, Rowan. Always you.”
My heart swells in my chest at the same moment my hand tightens around my cock, making me inhale sharply.
“Do you like hearing me say that?” Her voice comes out in soft pants. “Do you like knowing that I’m imagining your fingers, your tongue, and your cock in my pussy every single time?”
“Yes,” I hiss, pumping my erection languidly. “I fucking love it.”
“Sometimes,” she tells me in a low voice. “Once isn’t enough. Sometimes I have to make myself come twice just to get enough relief.”
“Fuck.” The word drags from me. “I can’t wait to make you come all over me. Pretend those fingers are mine and put them where I want them.”
Alicia slides her two middle fingers into her cunt, moaning loudly as she does. I’m suddenly so jealous of those fingers, I want to tear through the phone and replace them with my own. This experience is already so hot, but it’s made even hotter by the fact that we haven’t broken eye contact once.
“I need you to come, baby,” she tells me, pumping her fingers inside her harder and faster. She thrusts up against the heel of her hand and swivels her hips. “Watching you go off is so hot.”
“You want…you want me to come first?” I ask in disbelief, stroking myself faster.
Alicia nods her head wildly, whimpering with need. It goes against my entire being to not get her off first.
“Please,” she whines. “Sometimes I imagine you shooting cum all over my tits, and it blows my mind.”
“Holy god,” I choke out right before my body seizes. Yelling out some indiscernible noise, my cock pulses, and I come all over the comforter, my hips jerking with each spurt of release.
“Yes, baby,” Alicia praises me in a low voice. “That’s so good. I’m so close. So fucking close.”
I’m still stroking myself slowly, fixated on the way her hand works her cunt.
When her thighs start quivering, I know it’s just a matter of seconds before she comes.
Her mouth falls open as she cries out in pleasure.
Breathtaking. I want to be right there, kissing the life out of her—or lapping up the release I can see shining on her skin.
Her body goes limp and the corner of her mouth tips up in a small smile.
“Wow.” She puffs out a breath as she comes back down
All I can do is whisper aye as I memorize everything about this moment, burning the image of her coming apart into my brain.
Alicia leans forward, removing the phone from its holder, and brings it closer to her face. Her eyes are bright, like she has some sort of secret she knows I’ll want to hear, but has no intention of telling me.
“Travel safe tomorrow, Gallagher.”
With a wink, she ends the call, leaving me with an urgency to get home.
* * *
We won our match against Seattle last night by a landslide.
I don’t know if it’s because we finally found our rhythm or if I was just energized from the phone sex with Alicia, but my game was strong.
I scored two of our four goals in quick succession, earning me a group tackle and lots of congratulatory slaps to my arse.
After we left the stadium, I asked Coach if I could change my flight to a red-eye.
He was curious, but didn’t object. A phone call to the airlines from the team’s agent had me boarding a plane headed directly to Wilmington a couple of hours later.
The moment we touched down in North Carolina, I shot a text off to Alicia, knowing that she’d be getting off work from Paddy’s soon.
Rowan: We won the match. I credit my game to you.
Alicia: Congrats. What did I have to do with your game?
Rowan: The pre-game warm up did wonders for me, love.
Alicia: Maybe we’ll make it a pre-game ritual.
Rowan: I’m holding you to it. Are you home from work yet? I could go for round two.
Alicia: Don’t be greedy, Gallagher. I’m getting ready to lock up actually.
I don’t send a reply because I’m in a cab headed directly for the pub. By the time I’m stepping out of the car, Alicia is locking the door. She spins when she hears the car door close.
“Ro?” She blinks a few times like she doesn’t trust her own eyes.
I drop my bag on the sidewalk and close the distance between us, holding her shocked face in my hands as I kiss her soundly.
She makes an adorable squeaking sound before dropping her own bag and throwing her arms around my neck.
We stand there, lost in each other as time passes.
Eventually she pulls away, eyes shining.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were coming back tomorrow?”
“I missed you,” I tell her honestly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
Alicia doesn’t miss a beat. “You’re such a sap, Gallagher.”
“Aye, when it comes to you, I am.” I kiss her again. “Will you come home with me tonight?”
“I have to go home and feed Lou. He’ll become violent if I don’t.”
“Who the fuck is Lou?” I ask indignantly.
Her laugh is low and husky. “My cat, you idiot. Who did you think it was?”
I slap her arse. “There goes that bratty mouth again.”
She laughs again, the sound lighting me up from the inside out. “I’ll come to your place, if you’re okay with me being around your sister.” Because I can’t help myself, I kiss her again before speaking against her mouth. “You’ll have to be quiet when I make you come though.”
Alicia pokes me in the stomach. “She stayed the night with a friend, so I can be as loud as I want.”
“Grand, so it’s decided. I’m coming home with you.”
She snorts. “I didn’t invite you.”
“No, but you’re going to.” I kiss my way along her jaw until I reach her neck, biting gently.
Her body arches into mine, fingers twining in my hair and pulling sharply. “Mmm, you think so?”
“Aye, because you want to remember how good it feels when I fuck you, darlin’. And I’m going to make it so good for you.”
Her body shudders, and a quiet groan is muffled when she buries her face into my neck. I let my hands glide down her back until I’m cupping her arse, pulling her roughly against me so she can feel the outline of the erection she’s directly responsible for.
“What do you get in return?”
I bark out a laugh. “Alicia, love. You. I get you.”