Love in Game (De La Fuente Family Book 6)

by Lexi Buchanan

  “I want it too,” I admit, closing the distance between our lips while wrapping my arms around his neck.

  At the back of my mind is the thought that he’s talked about our future together, but other than telling me he wants it all with me, including marriage, he hasn’t proposed. There’s time, I know that, it’s just everything else between us has run at full speed, so the fact that he hasn’t asked me to marry him yet makes me wonder why.

  “Where’d you go?” he asks, searching my eyes.

  Smiling, I say, “I didn’t go anywhere. Just thinking about you.”

  He searches for a few more seconds and with one last kiss, lifts me into his truck, his mind elsewhere while his eyes caress over me. They leave a trail of heat that makes me squirm.

  Kasey smirks and gives me a knowing look. “I think I’m going to show you the barn when we get back.”

  He slams the door before climbing in to join me. The smile on his face is huge and I want nothing more than to wrap myself up in him. Forget everything that’s on my mind and just get lost in the man that I love.

  Within thirty minutes we’re pulling up at the De La Fuente horse farm, but instead of parking at the house, he drives on and comes to a stop outside of the barn.

  “So”—I grin—“you really meant you’d be showing me the barn, huh?”

  “I usually mean what I say, babe.” He smirks and running around his truck, he quickly hauls me out. “Violet is with your brother inside the house. Mom and Dad have gone back to the hospital. The workers use the other barn because this one is the family’s private one.” He wiggles his brows. “I promise not to get hay inside your panties.”

  Laughing, I intertwine our fingers and I wrap my other arm around his neck, sealing our lips together. Kasey is taken off guard but quickly gets with it when his arm comes around my back to hold me in place. The deeper the kiss goes the more I wish for less clothing between us.

  His tongue slides and caresses along mine and now both my arms are around his neck, holding on while my legs wrap tightly around his waist. His large hands grip my bottom as he starts walking into the dimly lit barn. I don’t notice much because I’m too lost in the taste of Kasey and what he makes my body feel, like I’m about to explode with pleasure.

  As I writhe against him, wanting and needing to be closer, I rub against his erection, causing Kasey to pull his mouth from mine. He hisses between his teeth, “I need you, Felicity.”

  Wiggling free of his arms, I drop to my knees and make quick work of his button and zipper, tugging the denim out of the way so that I can free his penis. The shape of his thick and long shaft is clearly defined behind the material of his briefs, and there’s a wet spot where the head is.

  Licking my lips, he twitches before my eyes, and with trembling hands, Kasey shoves the briefs below his balls so that he’s free. The thick crown bulges red with precum trickling free as he rips his shirt over his head, letting it drop to the floor.

  In a gentle caress, I trail my fingers from his sac up to the tip and back down again, loving how excited he is at my soft touch.

  “I’m not going to last, babe.”

  I swirl my tongue around the wet tip and smile when his legs quiver.

  “Felicity…Oh, fuck!” He slides his fingers into my hair as I wrap my hand around his thick girth and suck on the head. “I’m going to come.”

  With that warning, I slide my mouth from him, and say, “Watch me.” His eyes hold mine while I take him back into my mouth. This time I take him deeper until he’s snug against my throat, and swallow. He gasps as though he can’t breathe and then he grunts and groans while his release splashes against my throat.

  He feels good against my tongue and the massage I’m giving along his length, and the suction I have on his throbbing cock, sucks everything out of him. Knowing that I have this power over him excites me so much that I’m hoping he puts out the ache between my thighs.

  “God, Felicity.” He tugs me to my feet and kisses the very life out of me. “Your turn.”

  “Yes,” I moan.

  Kasey quickly removes my clothes and the minute I’m naked, he turns me to put my hands against the wall. He spreads my thighs and comes up behind me. His swollen shaft presses between the cleft of my bottom as he rocks there. “How wet are you?”

  “Flooded,” I groan as he shifts his dick and pushes it between my legs so that the crown pokes out at the front. “Oh.”

  He chuckles, which turns into a moan.

  “How can you be rock hard so soon,” I ask, amazed.

  “It’s all you. You excite me more than anyone ever has and ever will be able to. I just can’t get enough.” His large hands come up and hold onto my breasts. While he slides back and forth between my thighs, his finger and thumbs rub my nipples into hard points, sending pleasure right to my core.

  “Tell me what you want.”

  “I want you inside me now.”

  Kasey growls and taking hold of his erection, he slowly enters me. The thickness stretches me to fit him. His hands rest on my hips before he tugs my bottom toward him and slides in that bit further. “You affect me more than anyone.” Kissing my shoulder, his hands slide up my torso to cup my breasts again and then he starts to slowly drive me wild. He slides out before plunging back along my swollen, sensitive walls.

  25

  Kasey

  Feeling Felicity’s pulsating walls as they suck me inside her body has me on the brink of releasing again. This woman does things to my body that makes me lose all sense of time, and the pleasure that I feel when I’m with her is beyond anything that I’ve ever felt before.

  The feel of her plump breasts in my hands and the hard buds of her nipples aren’t just teasing Felicity, they’re teasing me as well. My release, when it comes, is going to be just as strong as always, even though I’ve just come loads down her throat. The way she massages my dick, and the sight of my cock as it disappears inside her body makes my toes curl.

  “Kasey,” she cries out. “Oh, oh…don’t stop.”

  “Never.”

  Keeping one hand pinching and rolling a nipple, I move my other lower and spread my fingers out against her pussy, my index finger pressing against her clit. Oh yeah, she likes that.

  Her tight little pussy clamps around my dick and starts to pulsate and throb as she explodes in a flood of wet heat. That’s all it takes to trigger mine and with one last thrust, I hold her still and pour into her. The small tremors on my cock have me grinding against her ass, prolonging both our orgasms.

  “I think I need to sit down,” I gasp against her neck.

  “Not sure I can move,” she pants.

  Glancing around us, I decide to drop my ass on top of my discarded shirt, which I do with Felicity still in my arms, and most importantly with my dick still buried inside of her. I shouldn’t feel pleasure when she lands on me, but I do. It goes straight to my balls, thickening my shaft.

  Ignoring it, I wrap my arms around Felicity and sigh when she settles against me. She tips her head back on my shoulder, and I look down to find her tits are in my line of sight—full, round, beautiful breasts with the deep nipples standing at attention.

  “Again?” she questions, raising a brow when my dick continues to thicken.

  “What do you expect?” I chuckle. “I have my very sexy, naked girlfriend on my lap with my dick buried in a warm, wet, tight place. It’s fucking heaven.”

  She closes her legs and brings them between mine in a move that has her tightening around me. “And now?”

  “Unless you finish what you’ve started I’m going to have to finish myself.”

  Her eyes pop wide at my confession, and I’m thinking my naughty girl would love to watch me. I’d love to watch her as well, but that isn’t something for the barn.

  She contemplates her next move and when she makes it, I break out into a sweat, only to freeze when I hear a car door slam outside the barn.

  “Fuck.” I grit my teeth as I lift Felicity f
rom me. “Quickly dress.”

  I yank my briefs and jeans up, wincing when my hand comes into contact with my dick. Ignoring the throb, I shove my arms into my shirt and then turn to help Felicity. “Who do you think it is?” she whispers.

  “I don’t know. Mateo maybe…here let me.” I zip her back into her jeans while she pulls her shirt on, and once we’re dressed, I tug her into my arms and kiss her softly on the lips. “Love you, babe.”

  “Shit.” I lift my eyes and meet the amused expression on Eric’s face before my gaze lands on Sylvia. Eric looks haphazardly put together, which raises a brow. “We didn’t mean to interrupt.”

  “Hmm, I think by the look of your shirt that we’re not the only ones to be interrupted.” Laughing, I keep an arm around Felicity. “You got here quickly.”

  “We flew out of Lexington as soon as we could. We slept most of the way on the plane.”

  “You guys need to move closer,” I point out.

  Eric drawls, “Says the guy who lives in New York.”

  “For now,” I add, caressing down Felicity’s hair that trails freely down her back. “Hopefully we’ll be back here once my contract’s over.”

  Felicity smiles and real happiness reaches her eyes. Kissing the side of her head, we move from the barn and with a backward glance, I shout, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” Chuckling, we walk out into the heat of the day.

  “Did you mean that?” Felicity asks. “Did you mean that we’d move back here?”

  “That’s only if you want to. After I’ve seen out my contract we can live anywhere, but it would be nice to be around our family.” I squeeze her shoulders. “I’m hoping that Blake falls in love with the place so that he wants to stay around here too. I want this to be where we call home, for all of us.”

  “You’re really good to us.” Her grin speaks volumes and her happiness is contagious.

  I pull Felicity to a stop and placing my palms gently against her face, I tell her, “I love you and that means I want you happy. I know you’ve been alone with your brother for years, so being part of a large family might take some getting used to, but you’re no longer alone, Felicity.”

  Reclaiming her lips, I angle her head in just the right position to deepen the kiss. Her plump lips entice me to do so much more with their taste and the way that they cling to mine. Our tongues slide together and my arousal for my woman rises. Literally.

  She moves closer and pressing against me, dips her hands into the back of my jeans. “Ugh,” I growl against her kissed-reddened lips. “You make me hard.”

  “I can feel.” She chuckles and sighing, takes her hands from my jeans and rests her face against my chest. “I really do love it around here.” Lifting her gaze she asks, “Can we go into town and have a look around?”

  “Let’s have lunch with Blake and then I’ll take you. We’ll ask your brother to come with us as well. Get him out of the house for a bit.”

  Her sigh of pleasure tells me how happy she is right now, and that makes me happy too. It also makes me dread heading back to New York with her. I want her with me and I feel that I’m being selfish expecting her to be happy in the city when deep down I know that she won’t be. Seeing her here at my family home, she’s happy. Her favorite spot is sitting on the porch swing that Dad built for Mom so many years before.

  This morning I found her on the swing nursing a cup of coffee with a blanket around her shoulders as she watched the sunrise. She’d confessed that she hadn’t wanted to go back inside because of the quiet outside. That wouldn’t happen in New York, and I’m not sure how to handle that or how to make sure that she is happy in the city.

  She’d be happy with me, of that I was certain but what about when I was at an away game? Or when I spent most of my days training? She’d be alone a lot of the time and that’s been bothering me.

  “What are you thinking so deeply about?” She tickles me in the ribs.

  Chuckling at her cheeky smile, I start moving her toward the house, keeping an arm around her shoulders. “I’m thinking about you.” I smile. “Just like I always am.” I avoid the topic for now.

  She presses against my waist and then pauses when Violet Flowers walks out of the house. Her face is flushed and she seems pissed about something, or rather someone.

  Noticing us watching her, she stops in her tracks and pulls herself together.

  “How’s it going?” Felicity asks.

  “It’s, um, going,” Violet answers, throwing a heated glare back at the house.

  I throw my head back and laugh, which neither of them appreciates. “Sorry.” I chuckle. “Blake is being a pain in the ass, huh?”

  Felicity drops her arm from around my waist and takes a step back, her gaze focused on Violet.

  “That’s an understatement,” Violet mumbles. “I’ll be back for more torture tomorrow.” We watch her go.

  Felicity frowns, and with a heavy sigh heads inside while I watch her go. I’m not sure what just happened. One minute we were happy, and the next it was as though I didn’t exist.

  If I didn’t know what Eric and Sylvia were up to in the barn, I’d go and saddle my horse. Instead I follow Felicity inside.

  It doesn’t take long to find her as I hear Blake mumbling to her from his room. Knowing I shouldn’t be caught listening, but do it anyway, I lean against the wall.

  “What’s going to happen when he heads back to New York?”

  “You’re going to stay here and get back on your feet, and I’m going to go with Kasey.”

  There’s a pause. “I’m going to worry about you being so far away in a city you hate.”

  “Please don’t worry about me. I want and need you to concentrate on yourself.”

  “You do realize that Kasey will be training all day, every day, sometimes into the evenings?”

  “I’ll find something to do.”

  “Like what?”

  “I, um, I have lots of unread books on my kindle. I’ll read.”

  “Sis, you can’t spend all your time inside reading. You need fresh air.”

  “I’ll be fine.”

  “Who are you trying to convince?”

  She sighs. “Why do you always have to make me think about things that I’m trying not to?”

  “Because you can’t hide, Felicity.”

  “He says we can look for somewhere outside of the city, but close enough for him to get to the rink. It’s going to work, Blake.”

  “I hope for your sake that it does because I can see how much you love him.”

  Listening to their conversation makes me wish that I’d carried on to my room so that I hadn’t heard. I guess I was right about how miserable Felicity is going to be in New York, and now, I know what I need to do.

  Rubbing my chest where I feel as though a fist is crushing my heart, I quickly head into my room. My head is telling me to leave her here where she’s happy until I can find us somewhere else to live, but my heart is telling me to take her with me—to keep her close.

  26

  Felicity

  For the past week Blake has been cooperating better with Violet during his physical therapy, but I’ve felt that Kasey has been pulling away. I can’t put my finger on it, but every night he’s fallen into bed exhausted and instead of making love to me, he’s held me close and slept.

  Our days have been full and I’ve enjoyed my time of being shown the beautiful state of Montana. I just wish that I knew why Kasey was being like he is. The last time we’d been intimate was in the barn and I missed him.

  Like now, as I sit on the porch swing, he’s still attentive, and makes sure that I’m comfortable, but something’s missing and I’m afraid of asking him about it.

  “Do you want to come with me into town?” he asks.

  I want to say yes, but that would involve getting dressed and acting like everything in my world is fine, and my heart isn’t exactly in it today. “No, I’m fine here.” I give him a small smile.

  He frowns. “You
sure?”

  I’m saved from answering him as Mateo appears from around the back of the house. “Hey, are you all packed?”

  I freeze at his words and glance at Kasey who looks like he’s been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

  Kasey winces and slides his gaze to mine before he turns back to his brother.

  He’s going somewhere?

  “I’m all set,” he answers.

  Not willing to stay and listen to their conversation, I shift on the swing and get to my feet. Ignoring them both, I head to our bedroom with my heart in pieces. I feel numb and my tears won’t come as I enter and sit in the chair by the window.

  Staring blankly, I don’t understand what’s happened and why he hasn’t spoken to me. We were supposed to be heading back to New York together in another couple of weeks, so why is he going now, and from the sounds of it, without me?

  Hearing the door open, I refuse to make this easy for him when really that’s my inclination. I’m not a difficult person to please but he needs to know that he’s hurt me.

  “Felicity,” he says softly, reaching for my hand, which I move out of his way. He pauses and finally moves his hand away. “I didn’t mean for you to find out that way.”

  “When are you going?”

  “First thing in the morning.”

  My head whips around so that I’m facing him because I’m too shocked to hide my reaction. “I assume that I’m not going with you,” I say, my voice dull.

  “Dammit, Felicity.” He starts pacing. “Coach wants me back early. I’m going to be gone more than I’m home, so I figured you’d be better off staying here with Blake and my family.”

  My family…no longer our family…

  I dip my head and ask, “Why didn’t you tell me? Or give me a choice? Why did you decide for me?”

  “I should have said something to you, but I was worried you’d talk me into taking you so I kept quiet.” He sits on the sill and leaning forward, takes my cold hand into his. “I don’t want to fight with you, okay? I’m trying to do what’s best for you and I think that leaving you here where you’re happy is what’s best.”