Page 68 of Away Game

Stepping closer until I could smell the scent of his body wash and cologne mix together to become an irresistible aphrodisiac. I wanted to press my lips to his and tell him how sorry I was for the millionth time for the way I treated him when I didn’t understand my feelings toward him. It killed me to remember how I made his life a living hell and how much it pleased me to see the pain I brought him on his face. “I love you, Fin. Then, now, and always. Please tell me you feel the same.”

“I do. You know I do, even when I didn’t act like it. I was a stupid kid. Hell, I still am. I can’t promise I won’t mess up. Hell, I didn’t even think marriage was on your radar. I’m so clueless.”

“I’m going to mess up too, but I want to continue to screw up and succeed with you by my side.”

“I fucking love you, West, and I’d love nothing more than to marry you. I want the world to know you’re all mine.” Gripping him by the back of the neck, I crushed my mouth to his and probed him with my tongue. I wanted to taste every inch of him. To commit this moment to memory.

In the background, I could hear Easton and our friends hooting and hollering, and just as quickly, their noise faded away, and all I could feel was West’s body pressed to mine. His mouth moving with mine, and his long fingers pulling my hair to angle my head just the way he wanted me.

“I love how possessive you are of me,” he said against my swollen lips.

“Hell, yes, I am. I can’t believe we’re going to get married.” I smiled, my lips brushing against his.

“I want to do it before next season.” His grip around my waist tightened. “Maybe this spring.”

“Whatever you want.” He probably already had half of it planned. It was then I remembered the candles placed all around the room. “How long have you been planning this?”

“Since freshman year? I only wished the girls could have been here, but I knew you’d become suspicious if everyone came for the game.”

“No, I wouldn’t. Playing in the AFC championship game is a very big deal, especially in your first season. It might have been the highlight of your career.”

West’s eyes crinkled at the corners. “Way to believe in me.” He chuckled. “Even if we win in a couple of weeks, tonight will be the best of my life. Well, that is until we get married, but today will always be special. Now let me show you just how special you make my life.”

“Did you instruct everyone to get lost if I said yes?” I asked as West led me upstairs to our bedroom.

“And if you said no to take me out to a bar and get me drunk,” he replied, pulling into our bedroom and slamming the door shut.

Once it was locked, I pressed West to the door and started to undress him. Normally I would have drawn it out, but tonight I needed my flesh to his as quickly as possible. West seemed to be on wavelength as me, trying to see who could get the other undressed the fastest.

Nimbly, my fingers quickly unleashed his rigid cock from the confines of his boxer briefs and watched it bob up and hit the smooth skin that covered his chiseled abs. “Did you really think I’d say no?”

Cupping me through the now tight fabric of my boxer briefs, West nipped down the column of my neck. “Maybe for a nanosecond, but I know what a catch I am and knew you couldn’t deny me.”

“Wow, who’s the cocky one now?” I laughed, slowly sinking to my knees in the plush carpet of our room.

“You like my cock and how cocky I am.”

I hummed, not denying it. It was hot when West was like this. He wasn’t often cocky, but tonight he had every right. To show him how much I liked said cock, I licked around the tip once before my hand found his base and started to pump in sync with my mouth. I wanted to drive him wild and have him begging for my cock in his ass. I let one finger circle his asshole, taunting him for what was to come until he pressed back, and my finger pressed inside.

“Fuck, Fin.” He pulled the long strands of my hair hard enough to get me to stop my movements. “I need to bury myself deep inside you tonight. Let me fuck that white ass of yours nice and hard.” I let West’s dick fall from my mouth and looked up at him. “Get on the bed,” he demanded.

“As you command.” I stood slowly, running my hands up his rock-hard thighs, and felt the tickle of his leg hair under my fingertips.

“Drop your underwear as you go,” West ordered.

My insides lit with excitement. “Are you going to tie me up?”

A spark blazed in West’s eyes. “I like the way you think. Climb up to the headboard and assume the position.”

As I walked, I kicked off my underwear before I climbed up on to the bed and prowled up to the top of the bed. When I got there, I looked over my shoulder to find West at the end of the bed watching me.

Placing my hands on the headboard, I closed my eyes and waited for West to tie my hands down and then place a blindfold over my eyes. He would be the only one to give me pleasure with his hands, his mouth, and his cock.

“My sweet fuck boy, look at you now at my mercy. You’re lucky I’m so amped up, or I’d draw this out until the sun came up, but instead, I’m going to fuck you fast and hard. Do you have a problem with that?” He ran a finger up one arm and down the other, only to repeat the action again and again.

“Use me however you want.” I was desperate for his touch.

The bed dipped as West positioned himself behind me. His large, warm hands skated across the planes of my body. He slapped the insides of my thighs with his hands, making me immediately widened my stance.

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