Something Real (Atlanta Outlaws)
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"Oh, you found my other gift." His voice lowered and heat coiled low in my belly.
"I did...and I'm wondering how the heck you pulled it off."
"I actually had to wait for it to be ready, or else I'd have come to you earlier. One of the guys is part owner of a sex toy company, and he pulled some strings and we got a custom mold done. That's the closest you're going to get to my dick without me actually being there, baby, and I'm looking forward to our video chats."
"So is it like...plastic? It doesn't feel like plastic." I mused, setting it down on the suction base and watching it bobble.
"That's body-safe dual-density silicone, I think that's what we went with. So it's got some give and real feel to it, but it's still firm. Do you like it?"
"I think I'm really impressed at your forethought." I giggled.
"You've got my dick and my heart, Shay. Don't say I never gave you anything."
So that was a pretty fun discovery, and let's just that my Dylan replica went a long way to making us feel closer together since he couldn't just pick up and travel to me with the playoffs and finals.
I surprised him for the last few games, and then they got knocked out at the last minute. I was glad that I could be there for him and help him with the disappointment of not winning the cup, but they did pretty damn well for a newer team and they're fired up to make it all the way this year.
Now I'm home for good and there's nowhere else I'd rather be.
"I think I'm still hungover," Karina plops down next to me, yawning. "Y'all party too damn hard."
"At least you got to drink," Whitney pouts from the other side of the table. The seating is family style instead of separate tables, and everyone is pretty mixed together. It's really nice, and the intimate lighting and sunset only make things more beautiful. "I had to have fun sober."
"No one told you to get pregnant," I tease.
"Yeah, yeah," She rolls her eyes but with a smile. Whitney loves being pregnant and she's already making plans to try for another the minute they can. She's got 4 months to go, and she's all belly.
"Where's your shadow?" Whit asks Karina, and we all know she's talking about Lachlan. Their relationship has been...complicated, it seems. Karina hasn't said that anything happened between them, but I secretly think she's just not ready to tell us.
"The guys are taking some pics together." Calli comes over, her face glowing and her makeup absolutely flawless. She was a beautiful bride and her reception dress with its sheer panels and crystal beading is gorgeous too. "They were jealous about how good our pictures turned out." She sits in my lap, pressing a smacking kiss to my cheek and I hug her tight. "I'm glad y'all are here."
"Where else would we be?" Whitney smiles softly. We've all gotten really close and having good girlfriends who are here has been invaluable to me.
"Ladies! Come do photobooth with us!" Danielle scurries over, tugging on Calli's hand and we all follow to the setup, picking up the props and signs. Diana hugs an arm around my waist.
"You're going to have a photo booth too, right?"
"Of course!"
We scrunch in for the photo, everyone giddy with the magic of the night. The attendant gives us a countdown. "Alright, on 3, say hitched! 1...2...3!"
"Hitched!"
After we send the happy couple off with sparklers and well wishes, I take some much needed quiet time on the balcony of our room, having slipped my heels off by the sliding doors.
"I like cool nights like this," Dylan comes out, leaning against the railing next to me.
"Yeah, and it's beautiful out here."
"Something's beautiful."
I turn to face him, lips curling. "You're a big softie, Dylan Hunter."
"Don't ruin my street cred." He moves closer, taking me in his arms and I close my eyes against him, safe and warm. I always feel at home in his arms, completely engulfed in everything I know he feels for me.
I went to a therapy session with him, when he was still trying to sort through everything that happened with Tammy. He told me that sometimes, even not thinking about the distance, he was scared that he wouldn't be enough for me. That he would disappoint me and that he was scared to lose me. We talked it all through with the help of Dr. Brannon and we still do some of the exercises that she recommended then, just to make sure we're staying close to each other.
It hasn't been all smooth sailing, but nothing is. The important thing is that we both want to make this work, and it's never once felt like we were forcing it.
"This balcony is pretty private, don't you think?" His hands roam over my bare back, not covered by the low dip of my dress.
"I'd say so."
"Hmm," his fingers catch on the zipper and he pulls it down, making me clutch at the front of it to keep everything up.
"Oh, you're an exhibitionist now?"
"I'm a Shayla fiend, that's what I am." He sits in the large chair behind him, pulling me towards him. I can't count how many times I've stood in between his legs, blood rushing to the most sensitive parts of me and my body heating everywhere he touches. He unbuttons his dress shirt, and I bite my lip as it parts, watching every tanned inch of skin reveal itself. Unbuckling his pants, he pushes those and his boxers down and away, palming his heavy cock and leaning back like an indulgent king. Even in the low light, I feel his gaze on me, caressing and admiring.
"Drop the dress, Shay." Lust-filled and cocky, his voice runs over me in the quiet night just like his touch.
Slowly, I let it start to slip, revealing my bare breasts and then my abdomen and finally, it falls over my hips and to the ground, leaving me naked and vulnerable for his viewing pleasure.
"Every time I see your body, it's like the first time." I can barely focus on his words because my eyes are glued to the thick, rigid erection that he's stroking with his hand.
Up...
Down...
Up...
Down...
Shiver.
"Come get it, baby. I'm all yours."
I drop to my knees, my hands pushing his away and my mouth going straight for the prize. He shudders beneath my touch and the power is heady, knowing that he's just as affected by me as I am by him. I trail my mouth up each side, my tongue paying special attention to the sensitive spot just below the head. When he's practically growling and his hand is clenching in my hair so much that he's completely disrupted my sleek ponytail, I pull off of him with a gentle suck. He pulls my face to him with a demanding hand on the back of my neck, his tongue delving into my mouth for a passionate kiss. We make out that way, hands roaming and bodies pressing against each other, my arousal making his dick slick under me.
This girl got an IUD, so no pregnancy scares for us!
It also means that when he lifts me up and fills me with his cock, he's completely bare and we're skin to skin, nothing between us. I push his shirt down his arms, leaving him completely naked too. With my arms wrapped around his neck and his hands digging into my ass in the possessive way he knows I love, we make love slowly and reverently, holding each other's eyes the entire time. It's only when I feel his thick length pulsing inside me, hot cum coating my walls that I melt against him, my eyes drifting closed as I come not long after and he steals the little breath I have in a deep kiss.
Later, after we've cleaned up and he's holding me in his arms, we whisper how much we love each other and how grateful we are for that night we met. Everything that happened, happened for a reason, and we’re much stronger together because of it.
This? This love is as real as it gets, and that's all I could've ever asked for.
End
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