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“That’s for making me wait weeks to get in this pussy.Mypussy. Now, fuck me faster,” I order, knowing full well I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to last like this. She starts to grind her hips faster, taking me close to the brink. Just as I’m about to come inside her, she lets go, calling my name so loud, I’m sure her neighbors must be able to hear her. The sweet sounds that come out of her mouth bring my own release, and I flood her pussy. There’s so much of me that I feel some start to slide out of her. She collapses on my chest and presses her head against the side of my neck.

She gives me soft butterfly kisses while her hands caress my pecs. Her other hand runs through my hair, causing a sudden shudder to run through me.

“We have four days,” she says against my neck. “I want as much of you for those four days as I can get.”

“You got me,” I tell her. But despite being home, I have to work until late every day. I only have a few hours until I need to be at the stadium for practice. After that, I have a meeting, film to watch and possible new recruits to consider. I’m exhausted just from thinking about it.

She lies on top of me, and I wrap my arms around her. I plant soft kisses on her forehead.

“You look tired, Greenwich,” she says while she looks down at me.

“I’m exhausted, but I’ve been looking forward to being with you since I left two days ago.” I manage to flip us over on her small bed and land on top of her. “I want to make love to you all night.” My hand slides between her legs, and I stroke her clit. She moans against my mouth. I slide a finger into her moist heat. “You have no idea how much I want you. How much I’ve wanted you since I first saw you. Now, you’re mine, and I want to live inside of you.” I slide inside of her again, and we both sigh with happiness.

Chapter 29

Jeannie

His alarm goes off promptly at nine. Since he had clothes dropped off at my house the night before, he goes into the shower while I doze in my bed.

“Come on,” he says minutes later. He grabs the blanket and pulls it off me, leaving my naked body exposed. “We can grab breakfast before I go to practice. Jimmy will take you to my place afterward. I’ll only be a few hours.”

“But I’m tired. You and your delicious dick kept me up half the night.” I reach for the blanket on the floor, but he pulls it away. “I’ll meet you at home later. I can find my way there. Text me when you’re done.” I take a pillow and cover my face with it.

“Nope. It’s our weekend,” he tells me. With no warning, he snatches the pillow and tosses it aside, picks me up, and carries me to the bathroom. When he puts me down, he gives me a kiss, slaps my ass, and closes the door behind him.

Resigned, I brush my teeth and shower. I’m still tired by the time I walk back into the bedroom, but he’s fully dressed. He’s casual in sweatpants and a matching top. The top has the team’s logo and shows off his lean physique. All I want to do is take it off and climb back into bed with him. He bends down and ties the laces of his sneakers. I put both hands on his ass.

“You have quite the ass. Did anyone ever tell you that? Say the word, and I’ll bite it right now.”

He stands and grins down at me. I reach up and run my hands through his damp hair.

“Rain check.” He kisses my nose and turns to the garment bags he had delivered last night. I lean against the wall and watch him. He takes out three suits and makes room for them in my closet. Along with the suits are dress pants, jeans, a few button-down shirts, and sweaters. He also puts two pairs of shoes and two pairs of sneakers in the corner of the closet. He turns and notices me while running a comb through his hair. “Why are you still in that towel? We’re late. You can come to practice with me.” He takes the towel off and dries my naked body. I stand there and let him do it. I don’t remember the last time someone took care of me this way, and I find that I like it. When he’s done, I sit on the edge of the bed and apply lotion to my legs.

He crosses his arms and watches me. I can see the appreciative gleam in his eyes, but he sighs loudly and takes the lotion from me. He rubs some into my other leg and down my arms. “We’ve got to go.” He points to the watch on his wrist. “Do you need me to find you some clothes?”

I shake my head at him and go into my closet. He follows me. “I can find my own clothes, and I see some of yours are now hanging in my closet.” I open the top drawer in my dresser and half of it is filled with his underwear. He has them perfectly rolled up and arranged.

“Yeah,” he says as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. “We’ve unlocked the next level in our relationship. It’s the one where we leave stuff at each other’s places. It’s equal opportunity,” he says.

“That means I can fill your closet with my stuff too?”

“My closet, my bathroom, my kitchen. Hell, any room in my house, but that will have to be next time since you move so slow. Come on, baby sloth. Get moving.”

I grab a pair of jeans and stick my tongue out at him, but because he seems frazzled, I hurry. Ten minutes later, after applying some light makeup, he’s escorting me into his waiting car. He talks on the phone the entire time. He leaves the phone on speaker while he looks at basketball games on the screen.

We eat breakfast at a place close to the Mischief’s training facility.

“So, you don’t practice in Madison Square Garden?” I ask. He holds my hand and we walk.

“No. That space doesn’t belong to the team.” A cab speeds by and Aiden curses under his breath. We walk inside, and I run to keep up with his long strides. By the time we get to the court, he’s frazzled. He helps me with my coat, and I sit on the bench to observe.

Chapter 30

Jeannie

Greenwich: I already hate it here.

Me: I’m sure Cleveland is not that bad.

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