Chapter 21 #2
“Bo, I’m really sorry I hurt you. Not that it’s an excuse, but I think the whole day was a little overwhelming for me, and then when I felt like I was being backed into a corner, my guard went up.
” She sucks in a deep breath, then exhales.
“And to be clear, it had nothing at all to do with you or me wanting to be with you. It’s childhood trauma stuff that, honestly, I’ll probably always have to deal with in some way or another.
But this”—she waves her hand between us—“was new territory because I’d never allowed myself to love someone the way I love you.
And honestly, it scared me. Still does a little, but not enough that I don’t want to push through that fear. ”
I sit and listen patiently because I want to hear everything she has to say before I respond.
“I told you about my parents, and logically, I know that not all relationships are toxic like theirs was, but that’s the only example that I lived with.
Even during the rare times they tried to get sober, they were still chaotic.
They would fight, then make up. And they were completely in their own little world.
It was like nothing else existed for them except each other and their addiction.
” She shakes her head. “That’s scary when you see that as a kid, and you don’t really understand any of it.
As I got older and started to realize that this wasn’t a normal family dynamic, I decided that I never wanted to lose myself like that to anyone. Does that make sense?”
I nod. “It does, and I can’t say that I understand because I didn’t have that experience, but I can say that I promise you that we will never be like that.
I mean, I am obsessed with you.” I smile at her softly.
“But I think instead of getting lost in each other, we’ll grow together.
And I know we’ll face a lot of challenges, but I want to face them together.
Because I think you and I will be stronger together.
And when you can’t be, I’ll hold you up. ”
“Yeah, I can see that now, but it’s just hard to believe that it can be real sometimes. You know?”
“Chelsea, I want you to trust me, trust in us, and know I’ll always have your back.
And I know you’ll have mine too. Because that’s just who you are, but I also know you love me for me and not because of my last name or because I’m on TV every weekend.
And that’s how I know in my gut that this is where I want to be. ”
“I do love you, and I will always have your back, too, but, Bo, you also need to take into consideration that there is a chance people will find out about my past. A past that I’ve worked hard to run away from.
I came here to escape the memories, to be a normal girl going to college.
And not the girl who was found in a closet while her mom lay dead in the next room.
” She swallows. “The girl whose dad was on national television, running from the law, with his picture all over the news.”
“None of that matters to me though. Do you understand that? I don’t give a fuck what anyone says or thinks about us because what we have is ours only. But don’t think for a second that I won’t protect you. Because I will destroy anyone who hurts you in any way.”
“You really mean that, don’t you?” She tilts her head to the side, eyes roaming over my face like she’s trying, hoping, to see the truth there.
“I absolutely mean it to my bones. Trust me, baby. Believe in us. Let go of your fears, and if you can’t, give them to me to shoulder.”
She smiles and squeezes my hands. “I do trust you. And I want to be all of these things for you too. I want to be your protector, but also your partner. I want …” She swallows. “I want to do this life with you.”
I pull her by her hands into my lap because I can’t wait another second to have her in my arms. “That’s good because you’re mine, and I had no intention of letting you go.”
“You were pretty confident that I would come over tonight in these PJs, weren’t you?” She pulls her head back to look at me.
I tilt my head from side to side. “I mean, I might have been pacing the house a little. I knew you wouldn’t miss Noelle’s birthday, and I was hopeful after you texted me the other night, thanking me for the PJs, but until I saw you walk in the door, I was holding my breath.
And if that hadn’t worked, I would have tried something else. ”
“Oh, yeah? Like what?” She lays her head on my shoulder.
“I didn’t get that far, but I would have done something.” I brush my hand through her hair.
“Well, lucky for us both, you don’t have to try to figure out the next thing.” She laughs. “I am kind of bummed that you didn’t get to meet my aunt and my sister. They surprised me this week for a quick visit.”
“Really? That sucks that I missed them, but I’m glad you got to see them.”
“Me too. I didn’t realize how much I’d needed it until I was hugging them. My aunt gave me a lot to think about. And she told me I should trust you.”
“Smart lady. Remind me to thank her for being on my side when I meet her.” I kiss her forehead.
“I also read a letter from my dad that I’d been avoiding. He’s dying.”
That’s heavy. My dad and I might not always agree, but I love him, and losing him would be really hard.
“How do you feel about that?”
“It was weird, Bo. I read the letter and felt nothing. But what I realized was that even having that letter in my apartment was like a noose or poisonous. So, I burned it, and when I was standing outside, watching the ashes blow away, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. Like I could finally move on.”
“That’s a lot. But I’m really glad you felt that weight lifted off of you.”
“Me too. And I think between my aunt and sister coming, then burning that letter, it made me realize how much I didn’t want to let you go.”
I tip her face up. “I love you. Completely. Every piece of you is mine.”
I slant my mouth over hers and trace the seam of her lips, seeking entrance. She opens for me, and our tongues move slowly against each other, savoring. I deepen the kiss, and she moans into my mouth.
She turns her body so she’s straddling me, and I take hold of her ass and lift her so I can turn on the bed and lay us down. She breaks the kiss and sits up, running her hands over my chest and down my stomach, making me suck in a breath.
“God, Bo, I missed you so much. I don’t ever want to be apart like that again. I just can’t.”
I grip the hem of her shirt and pull it over her head. Then trace the curve of her breasts with my hands and pull down the cups of her bra. “I missed you too, baby. Never again.”
She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra, then tosses it to the floor. Her hand moves her hair to the side, and she bends to kiss me again, and my hands roam up and down her back, feeling her soft skin.
Her hips start to rock against my hard-on, but then she stops abruptly and lifts off of me onto her knees.
“I need to get these off of you.”
She grips the waistband of my pants and scoots down the bed to pull them off of me, and then she steps off the bed and takes her pants off. It’s possible that I’m drooling. Her perfect breasts, her smooth and bare pussy, her long black hair hanging over her shoulder … she looks like a goddess.
My dick twitches as she climbs back up my legs and straddles my waist. When she drops her hips, her wet pussy cradles my dick, and she shivers. I grab on to her hips and rock her against me, and we both moan.
She bends to kiss me again, deep, wet, hot, as her pussy slides against me. My crown hits her clit with every stroke. I can feel her getting more aroused, making her slide up and down my shaft easily.
She pulls up again, her hands resting on my chest. “You feel so good like this, Bo. Does it feel good for you?”
“Baby, everything feels good with you. Take what you need. Stroke that pussy with my dick.”
“Fuck,” she says as she tosses her head back as she grinds against me.
Her hips move faster, and I can’t deny that my balls are starting to tighten. When she leans back and puts her hands behind her on my thighs, I nearly lose it. I can see everything like this. Her pretty pink clit sliding over my crown …
Fuck.
“Are you gonna come like this?” I’m not opposed to it at all; it’s fucking hotter than hell, watching her grind on me.
“I’m close, but I want you inside me when I come.”
She pushes off her hands and puts them back on my chest, but then she lifts her hips off my cock and grabs me by the base, lining me up with her opening. And I watch the whole thing. Every fucking move. And as she sinks down on me, I nearly lose my breath from how tight she feels.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get over how big you are. You have the most perfect cock. And it’s all mine.”
She starts to bounce up and down on me, and I slide my hands from her hips to her taut stomach before cupping her breasts.
“All yours, baby.” I can’t help but piston into her as she comes down, hitting her deep.
“I’m gonna come. Don’t stop.” She leans over me, and her hips start rocking, almost out of control.
I reach between us and circle her clit with my thumb. “Come for me, baby.”
She tucks her head into my neck and moans. “Bo. Oh God. Bo!”
I thrust into her as her orgasm pulses around me. “That’s it. Come all over my cock.”
I pump once, twice, and then I can’t hold back any longer. I take her hips in my hands and hold her in place while I fill her.
Chelsea looks up and drops a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you, Bo.”
I’m still breathing heavy. “I love you too, Chelsea. Always.”
She moves off of me, and I see my cum drip out of her and down her leg. I hold my arm out across the pillow so she can lie on my chest.
“As much as I’m happy about where we are right now, I think we still have a lot to talk about, no? I mean, I guess a lot will be determined by where you get drafted to, but I might need to change my plans for law school based on where you go.”
My hand runs up and down her arm while I listen and think about what she’s saying. “Chelsea, I don’t want you to put your dreams on hold for mine. I don’t know yet where I’m going, but wherever I land, we’ll make it work. Charlie and Beck are working it out until she finishes this year.”
“Yeah, but I don’t think I want to do that. Do you have any idea on when you might know where you might go?”
I shake my head. “Not exactly. I mean, I’ve had meetings with my agent, but right now, I’m focused on the championship game.
Once I get through that, I’ll have more meetings and prep for the combine.
By then, I should have a pretty good idea.
But when I get back from the combine, I’ll come back here so I can be with you until the draft.
And then you and I can decide if we want to go to the live draft or be home. ”
“It’s a lot to think about. But I guess it’s not something we can figure out today.” She props her head on my chest and looks at me.
“Nope, not a today problem.” I roll my body so I’m aligned with hers. “But you know what we can do?”
She smirks. “What can we do?”
“We can make up for the last few weeks apart.”
“And how are we gonna do that?” She smiles at me and brushes her hand up my arm to my shoulder and into my hair.
“For starters, I think you should sit on my face. I need to taste you. It’s been too long.”
“But you just came inside me. I should probably go clean up first.”
“Why?” I put my hand between her thighs, and she opens for me.
I run my finger through her and push my cum back inside of her.
I pump my finger a few times, then pull it out of her and bring it to her lips.
“Nothing wrong with it. It’s us. Open,” I say as I slip my finger inside her mouth.
She wraps her lips around it and sucks. “Fuck.”
She pulls my finger out slowly. “Us.”
I nod, too turned on to speak.
She sits up and turns her body and straddles my head. “Well, I certainly don’t want to deny you, but I can’t let you have all the fun either.” She takes my cock in her hand and swirls her tongue over my crown.
I don’t waste another second; I pull her hips down on my face and devour her.