Page 62 of The Way We Collide

“She’s the manager now? I guess their budget’s gotten bigger. It used to be her out on the field with the microphone.”

“Mm-hm.” Raven stands over us, watching my face like she’s looking for something.

“What?” I frown up at her.

“Nothing… I was just curious.”

I try giving Haddy another bite and she spits it all over me again. “I think she’s done.”

Standing, I blot Haddy’s mouth with the cloth then examine my T-shirt and arms, covered in tiny orange specks. Raven takes the jar from me, but I catch her wrist.

“Hey.” I step a little closer, lowering my tone. “Curious about what?”

Her lips twist, and she blinks down to my large hand. “Just wondering if she was a past one-date girl.”

Leaning my face to her ear, I whisper, “You’re not jealous, are you, Pink?”

“Pink?” Her eyebrow arches.

“Like the tips of your ears.” She tries to pull her hand away, but I hold her. “Are you?”

Her breath quickens, and my dick perks up. “Of course not.”

“Good.” Releasing her hand, I step back, sliding my eyes over her sexy body. “I think you know she’s not my type.”

Her tongue wets her bottom lip, and she turns, carrying the jar to the refrigerator. I’m pretty sure I catch the hint of a grin on her lips, which makes me smile. Watching her body moving around this kitchen in that outfit has me pent up.

“I need a shower after my carrot spray.”

“Go ahead.” She waves. “I’ll take care of her.”

“I won’t be long.”

Leaving the kitchen, I look down at the semi in my pants. I’m going to need a lot of focus on football if I’m going to go until December in this house with her constantly driving me crazy.

Stepping into the glass shower stall, I flick on the water before walking over to grab a bottle of bath oil. I don’t really use the stuff, but it helps in emergencies.

As the water heats up, I toss my gym clothes into the hamper. Raven’s full lips and that zipper on her bra cross my mind, and heat surges in my veins. I step under the spray, and my cock is hard and bobbing.

I put a bit of the oil on my palm and lean forward, my forehead against my fist as the warm water coats my back. My eyes close, and I grip my cock, filtering through my favorite memories from that night almost two years ago.

Raven is on my lap, her long hair sweeping around us in thick, silky waves. Her full lips part, and she moans as I fuck her hard and fast.

“Uh,” my lips part as the first surge of orgasm races to my pelvis.

Her hands shoot forward to grab the headboard, and her hips rock back and forth over my hips, pulling me deeper into her hot, slippery depths. Her breasts sway in my face, and my hand pumps faster.

“Fuck…” I’m lost in the memory.

My hips drive forward with another low groan, and I imagine it’s her and not my hand stroking my need.

She was mesmerizing all around me. I lifted her breasts, sucking one pointed nipple into my mouth before moving to devour the other. Reaching down, she cupped my face in her hands and kissed me so hungrily.

Our tongues curled. Our lips pulled each other’s.

“Raven…” I groan, remembering that moment so distinctly.

Was it then she bewitched me? It was so easy to fall, I didn’t even try to fight it.

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