“Angel, I love your kisses but we don’t have all the time in the world. I want to be deep inside you.”
I ignore him even though my stomach does somersaults thinking about him filling me. I kiss until my mouth reaches the waistband of his shorts. His arousal is evident, straining against the zipper. I move quickly to unbutton and pull them off. His cock springs free and I lick the bead of pre-come before lowering my mouth as far as it will go. He hisses loudly and it sends shivers down my spine. His taste is intoxicating.
Moving slightly to the side, I suck him further until he hits the back of my throat. He jackknifes up and his hands massage my scalp. This forces me to get on my knees and feast on him. I slide one hand down and squeeze his balls hard while I bob my head up and down taking him a little further each time. He starts to pant above me. I lift higher and concentrate on the tip using my tongue to lick the slit several times.
Grabbing his length, I press it forward to lick the underside. His cock starts to thicken in my mouth and he tries to pull me up by my armpits. I shake my head and bite gently. This is my show now. I increase my speed and suction. Right when I pinch his balls, he moans loudly and the hot, salty liquid fills my mouth. He convulses, chanting as he empties in me. When I’ve swallowed the last drop, I kiss his head again and move back.
The heat in his eyes gives me a mini orgasm of my own.
“What the fuck was that?”
“Some people call it a blow job, some say oral sex, other’s may say sucking off. You can take your pick.” I tease him.
“Ari, I fucking almost blacked out.”
“Then I did it right.” I mimic his words from the night in the hot tub and smile seductively at him.
“You like that? Being in control? You like your head between my legs sucking my dick like a fucking pro?”
The passion behind his words is turning me on and my nipples tighten against the spandex material of my bathing suit. Desire pools between my legs. Before I can answer him, he lifts me and rolls us on the bed so I am under him.
“I smell you, Ari, your scent is like a drug to me. As soon as you are turned on, my senses go on alert. My mind thinks of all the things I want to do, my mouth waters thinking about the taste of you on my tongue, my dick gets hard wanting to be inside you.”
One hand lowers to my bottoms and the other flicks the clasp to remove my top. He kisses me deeply while his hands roam my body. When he reaches my drenched lips, he slides his fingers inside me causing me to clinch.
“Now it’s my turn.” He slips off the bed and between my legs.
The first sweep of his tongue feels so good I moan. He wraps his hands around my thighs and squeezes as I squirm against him. He licks up and down in a constant rhythm building me up with each sweep. I lace my fingers through his hair tugging gently and urging him to speed up. I feel my release so close with the tightening of my stomach. My nipples are aching to be touched so I cup them and knead gently. Reed growls and the vibration pushes me. He stops licking and bites lightly and I explode. Thrashing against the bed and trying not to scream, I whimper as shockwaves flow through my body.
Before I can come down from my high, he slams into me prolonging my orgasm. When my eyes open, they are met with the intense stare of his heated blues. He continues to pump into me so hard I’ll feel it long after we are through. Without warning, he rolls us so I’m on top. I look down to where we are connected, him in me so deep I feel it in my stomach.
“Ride me, Ari, fuck me hard.”
I do as he says until I feel myself getting close again. My head falls forward and I watch, sliding back and forth over his straining cock. My hands use his chest for balance because my vision is getting spotty. I swivel my hips against his and feel the blood rush to my head as the next orgasm takes over. My heart threatens to beat out of my chest and I scream.
“Oh, God!”
Reed rises up on his elbows and pumps his hips with mine. I didn’t think he could go any deeper but with this new position, I feel him everywhere. Leaning in further, he takes a nipple in his mouth and sucks hard. My hands go back to his head and encourage him to go faster. I feel him start to release in me, which pushes me over the edge one more time. He bites down to muffle his screams. My body stills as we both recover. Our bare chests pressed together and our heartbeats racing.
“Holy fucking shit. I’m never leaving your body.” He pants. “I’m glad the last memory of my hair is of your hands running through it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Tonight before the game, a bunch of us shave our heads. It makes it cooler for the season.”
The thought of Reed’s beautiful hair being gone shocks me. But then, I think of how hot he’ll look shaved. I don’t have time to ponder because Davis yells for me down the hall. I jump off of Reed, immediately missing the fullness and run to the bathroom. Reed yells to Davis that he’ll be right there and grabs his shorts. Blowing him a kiss, I shut the door. One thing’s for sure, after three earthshattering orgasms, I’m not nervous about tonight anymore.
Chapter 30
Reed
This feels fucking great—the lights, the blaring music, the screaming fans. I’ve missed this. But tonight feels different because there’s an entire cheering section of people I love.
“Number eighty-eight, REEEEEDDDD MAATTHHHEWS!!!” I hear my name and start my jog onto the field slapping hands with my teammates as I run through them. When I hit the sideline, I look up to the box and see everyone cheering.
Davis and Ari both wore my jersey and a sense of pride fills me. Luke is holding Davis up and pointing down to the sideline. I give him a smile and slide my eyes to Ari, who is jumping up and down with my mom and Sophie. She’s got the dimples going and I think back to just hours ago when I was buried deep in her. Not wanting to grow a hard on in my cup, I point to my head and she laughs nodding. She likes the haircut.
The familiar adrenaline pumps through me when it’s time to lineup. The quarterback and I have great chemistry on the field. We read each other well. As soon as the ball snaps, I take off running, turning around to see it sailing through the air. As soon as I catch it, I make a split second decision to try and spin out but the corner catches me around the chest and we go down. Two hundred and forty pounds covers me and I struggle to break free.
The guy helps me up and we run back to the line of scrimmage. I glance at the box and see Ari’s hand covering her mouth and a look of absolute panic. Luke shakes his head at me smiling. This is going to be a long season for her if she can’t handle seeing me tackled.
I play the entire first quarter before coach pulls me out and I sit on the bench with the receiver’s coach. We cover my stats and with six receptions and one touchdown, I am on track with last year before my injury. The rest of the game seems to drag on. When we hit the locker room after it’s over, I get a text from Ari telling me she went ahead and went home because Davis fell asleep.
Usually after a game, I’m pumped and ready to go out, but tonight all I want is to feel Ari. We have a house full of people, but I’m definitely in the mood for a repeat of earlier. Jack and Luke are waiting for me at the truck and we talk about the game the whole way home. Apparently, Davis thought the whole experience was awesome. My phone chirps, right when we drive up at the house. The text is from Cara.
Cara— Great game. So proud of you. Can we please talk?
Shit!
Me— About what?
Cara— I am so sorry, Reed, please meet me tomorrow.
Me— I’ll meet you but if you say one negative word about my fiancée or try to justify your shit, we are DONE!
Cara— Tomorrow 10 am @ Starbucks?
Me— I’ll be there
“Reed, did you hear me?” Jack asks.
“No.”
“I asked why are we sitting in your truck?”
“I don’t know why you are, but I was texting my fucking sister. We’re meeting tomorrow morning.”
“Why?”
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“I’m doing it for Ari.” I shake my head and swing out of the truck hoping to God Ari is still awake. Now I definitely need to feel her.
Ari, Sophie, and my mom are sitting in the kitchen when we walk in. I kiss my mom on the cheek and then pull Ari directly into my arms.
“I missed you.” I whisper into her hair.
She smiles sweetly and squeezes my waist.
“Reed, what have you guys told Davis about religion?” My mom asks us.
Ari goes still and I look down at her. She shakes her head.
“Nothing really, Mom. Why do you ask?”
“Well, Davis asked me who was God and why Ari was screaming at him this afternoon.”
I don’t even have to look at Ari to know she is turning red. Laughter fills the kitchen and I can’t help but join in.
“Stop laughing! It’s not funny!” Ari shouts at us.
“Yeah, babe, it is. No wonder Reed was on fire tonight. I guess getting laid before a game is the lucky charm.” Jack says.
“Oh my God, please tell me you did not just say that in front of my soon to be mother-in-law?”
“Ari, honey, I’m not a prude. But it would be a good idea if you two remember there are little ears in the house.”
Ari fists my shirt and hides her head in my chest. I feel her warm breath through the cotton and instantly want her mouth on me again. Leaning down, I scoop her up, which causes her to yelp.
“Got it, Mom; little ears, screaming God. I’ll try to be less godlike. But now, I’m taking my fiancée to bed. Whoever is sleeping in the room closest to ours, you may want to use headphones tonight.”
“Reed!”
“Fucking great.” Luke mutters.
I don’t say anything else but carry a squirming Ari to bed.
Waking up after game day always sucks. My whole body aches. Ari’s soft breathing fills the room and I move closer. Her bare ass hits my hip and I feel myself getting hard. She does too because she tries to wiggle away.
“Nu-uh, get back over here.” I kiss a trail down the back of her neck.
“Are you insatiable? Seriously, I’m beginning to think you have a sex problem.”
“Angel, sex is never a problem.”
“Obviously.”
“Are you complaining?”
“No,” she sighs, “but I hear people in the kitchen and think we should get up.”
“We will after I get my morning fill of you. One of us always has to get up with Davis, let’s take advantage of someone else doing it.” I roll over and push her under me. I’m still naked from last night, and she’s wearing a purple satin nightie.
She looks so beautiful with her eyes full of sleep and hair fanned out on the pillows. There is a fresh hickey on her right tit from last night and I grin remembering giving it to her. I may be pussy-whipped but I feel all man knowing she’s marked. She’s going to kill me when she sees it so I take advantage of her ignorance. Using my knee to nudge her legs apart, I brace on my elbows.
“Reed, I have to brush my teeth.”
“No—” I cut her off, crushing my mouth to hers. The feeling of her hands running up my back makes my already hard dick, harder. I move one hand down to her side until I get to her hip then run my fingers over to test her wetness.
“Baby, you’re drenched. Do you have a sex problem?” I say against her lips.
“Seems so.” She grins.
Breaking the kiss, I sit back on my knees, positioning myself at her entrance. She wraps her legs around my waist and pushes against me. When I am fully inside, her hips buck against mine.
“Slow down, baby. This morning I’m taking my time.” I slide in and out gently.
Her chest rises and falls as we stare at each other with heat and yearning. I may have had a lot of sex in my life, but none of it matters. Being inside Ari erased any memories of other women. She was made for me.
I run my hand up her stomach and under her nightie. Once my fingertips touch her breasts, I tug lightly at her nipples which causes her to whimper. She breaks our gaze and arches her back. Her nails dig into the skin on my thighs. She pushes against me again. I increase my strokes and move my hands down to grip her ass. I hold on tight pumping in and out and feel the tightness in my balls. Sweat starts to drip down the back of my neck as I try to hold back.
“I’m so close, Angel.”
She thrashes against the bed and moans. When I know she is ready, I pinch her ass hard. She screams into a pillow as she quivers. I let go and feel myself filling her up. Just watching her, makes me ready for round two.
When we both come down from the high, I lie on top of her and kiss her neck gently.
“Thank you, baby, with all I have facing me this morning, I needed that.”
She looks at me sympathetically because she knows things with Cara could go either way.
“I love you Reed, and whatever you decide, I’ll support you.”
“That makes me a lucky motherfucker. Now let’s go shower.”
“Thank you for meeting me.” Cara sits down.
“Thank Ari.”
“That’s what I thought. I knew she was my only hope.”
“Tell me why I am here, Cara.” I say with venom in my voice.
“I want to apologize. Really apologize. What I did is unforgivable, I understand that now. Mom has shared some stuff with me and I know Alex Moore used me. For years, I thought she was my friend, but she only wanted to get close to you.”
“Wow, somehow you made that apology sound more of a pity party. Are you sorry to me or sorry you found out she was using you?”
“Reed! “
“No seriously, Cara? Which one is it? What exactly are you apologizing for?”
“Care Bear. You call me Care Bear.”
“Not anymore. That was a term of endearment. Not feeling too endearing lately.”
“All of it, Reed; all of it. From the lie I told you about being upset about Mitch so I could stay with you that week, to the pretending to be your girlfriend. I’m sorry I kept you from going after her when you wanted to. I’m sorry my actions led you away from your son.” Her voice cracks and tears form in her eyes. “I’m so sorry I hurt you all, especially Ari and Davis. If it wasn’t for me, he would have had an amazing dad the first three and a half years of his life.”
“He did.”
“What?”
“He had Luke Adams. He wasn’t his dad, but he was there for him and Ari. He’s one of the best men I’ve ever known.”
“I’m so, so, so sorry.” She cries.
Watching her fall apart causes something in me to change. I’m still mad as hell, but seeing my naïve little sister crying eases some of the anger.
“Cara, I accept your apology. I’m not saying I forgive you because that’ll take time. I don’t know what to tell you about Ari, but you’re gonna have to work hard to put chinks in her armor.”
“Understandable. I’d expect nothing less.”
My phone chimes with a text from Ari.
Ari— You have to STOP marking my boobs! I just gave the whole bridal store a laugh because I didn’t know it was there! No more…cut off from my chest…maybe forever…
I don’t think so.
Me— Remember what happened last time you tried to cut me off? Cabana sex? I’ll do it again- don’t care about our guests.
Ari— Cut off until you can stop leaving bite marks or hickeys
Me— We’ll see
I chuckle and look up to see my sister with more tears running down her cheeks.
“I almost ruined that. You really love her.”
“Not that it’s any of your business, but I’m now in a good mood so I’ll tell you. Love isn’t a strong enough word for Ari. Captivated may be a better term.”
She nods and gives me a small smile.
“Fill me in on mega bitch Alex. Mom’s only told me so much.”
I tell Cara everything that happened, and how no one has seen or heard from Alex in weeks. I think
Ari’s rant got to Mr. Moore that day in the bank because he told Phillip he did find it strange he never saw us together. Trey’s been watching her electronic communication, but there’s nothing.
I get up to leave and think about what Ari would want me to do next.
“Cara, we may not be back to where we were, but I still want you at my wedding. Ari wants it too. It’s in three weeks.”
“I know when it is and I want to be there too.” Her voice is full of emotion. “Reed, the answer is probably no, but do you think I could meet Davis?”
Damn! How do I handle this? I think about saying no, but know my mom and Ari would want me to give her this opportunity.
“When are you going back to Orlando?”
“I have all weekend free.”
“Since tomorrow’s Saturday, we will all be around. I’ll text you a time to come over; plan on being in the pool a lot.”
She smiles so wide and I almost forget I still have a lot to work through.
Chapter 31
Reed
“Bobbie, can you drive any faster? I swear Katy goes faster than you and she didn’t drive for four years!” I tap my fingers against my knee.
“Why are you being such a dick?” He looks over at me.
“I’m not, but I could have jogged home quicker than this.”
“Next time you’re picking me up and driving.”
Shit. I am being a dick.
“I’m sorry man, I’m just on edge. I hate that Ari didn’t travel with us this weekend. This is the last time. She’s going from now on.”
“Reed, it’s a little disgusting how obsessive you are over her.”
“Say what you want, but I haven’t spent a night away from her since early June. I hate when we have to stay over after a game. And the fucking airport was a madhouse.”
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