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Just as I let the stars consume me, King used his fingers to pinch my nostrils shut. They spilled down my throat, and I tried my best to swallow it all, letting the rest spill down my chin and from the sides of my mouth. The rush of air caused me to gasp, pushing more of the contents into my stomach. Silence and heavy breaths encased the room, and all I could do was stare at the mix of cum and saliva that now painted the floor.
In my hazy vision, King appeared in front of me as I continued to draw in deep breaths. "You did so amazing today."
Was King praising me?
Nick handed him a towel silently before heading to the corner of the room to dress himself. “Look at me,” he said firmly, taking the towel to my face, wiping at my swollen lips and hooded, tired eyes. “Are you okay?”
"I feel a lot of things right now," I admitted, fresh tears erupting at the surface and falling down my face. Laughter erupted from my body, suddenly turning into sobs as all the emotions hit me like a brick being thrown at ninety miles an hour.
Riley was back, his comforting, toothy smile poking through King’s sadistic facade. He nodded over to a now dressed Nick for help.
With slow movements, I was released, Riley catching my tired body before I could crumple to the floor. Finally, the tears and clenching in my chest subsided, but I was so tired.
“I’m so sorry. I promise I loved every minute of it,” I whispered into his neck as I wrapped my arms around him. Pulling him close, Nick was all but forgotten the further I snuggled into Riley’s chest, his thumping heartbeat my safe space. “I don’t need water or anything, I just want you,” I admitted softly, drifting as I took in his musky scent. “Thank you.”
The last thing I remembered was a firm kiss placed against my forehead.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Riley
Soft snores poured from Maya as I swiped away the sweaty strands of hair from her cool skin. I’d waited so long to be buried inside her, and getting to nestle balls deep into the woman I’d always loved was my own piece of heaven. The way she sucked my cock had me wanting to drive all the way into her hot mouth, but I exercised control as she made it to the inked ‘K.’ Shoes scuffed across the floor, and I instinctively cradled her into my chest, almost forgetting Nick was there in the first place.
“Do you need help with anything? I can stay if you need me,” Nick offered, pulling his shirt over his broad shoulders and grabbing his phone. Once she had reached her own climax, the videochat ended. Chloe was probably fast asleep herself at this point.
The intensity of what we’d all accomplished downstairs exerted the energy of all parties involved, and by the way Luxslightly limped toward the door, I knew he needed to get home. “Nah, she will be okay. We need rest before we hit the road tomorrow,” I replied, carrying Maya up the stairs. The truth was I just needed an excuse to lie with her, after I cleaned her up properly. Since we’d reconnected, it had been challenging. The push and pull between love and survival was exhausting, but I’d never give up on Maya, not again. She deserved everything, and I could give her that now.
We walked through the house, talking as if she wasn’t sleeping soundly in my arms. An unsettled feeling washed over me, and I wished Maya would tell me to stay, because I don’t want to leave her for Seattle; it’s too far away, but winning against the nighthawks would solidify our spot in the playoffs. The team needed me just as much as Maya did, and I couldn’t let them down.
Nick rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Should Maya stay at my place when we leave? Or should I have her parents watch the kids so Chloe can come here?”
“I have an old friend coming in to stay with his wife, but I do think Chloe and the kids should come too. We need to make sure everyone stays safe.”
The grumbling on the other end of the line had made me burst out in laughter when I’d asked Rowan if he could help out. The miserable bastard said absolutely not, until I heard a small voice in the background. His girl played the guilt card, and because of that, I wouldn’t have to worry while I was gone. Rowan wasn’t always so cold, not from what I’d remembered, but it’d been years, and I was released before him. We’d only become slightly closer in the last year or so. We ran into each other at the taco truck, and we got to catching up, before I knew it, he was in my guest room. Morality was a funny thing, always itching and scratching at the back of your mind while committing the worst sins. That was why I loved my former cellmate. He understoodthat there was a fine line between integrity and dishonor. He killed for the right reasons, then washed his hands clean in time for dinner. If anyone could help me through the situation with Rocco, it was him. Itwouldbe him.
The slight fluff of the carpet careened me toward the bed so Maya could lie comfortably. While I wanted to rest, I needed to make a phone call before I could do that. Swiping my phone from the nightstand, I dialed the familiar numbers and waited for the raspy voice on the other end.
“Do you have any idea what time it is?”Rowan grumbled through the speaker. I really didn’t know what time it was. Glancing at the clock on my phone, it read one in the morning.
“Shit, sorry. My schedule is all fucked up. Are you still coming tomorrow?”
“Yeah, we are. Lottie insisted on coming too, so Maya didn’t feel uncomfortable.”
After that, Rowan hung up without so much as a goodbye, which was normal. I was surprised I didn’t get chewed out for calling instead of texting.
With a hushed laugh, I went to my side of the bed and shimmied myself under the blanket. Wasting no time wrapping my arm around Maya’s abdomen, I brought her flush against my body, breathing in her scent as her hair splayed out around the pillow and in my face.Placing a kiss on her shoulder, I whispered, “I’ll always keep you safe, Freckles. Whether I’m home or away. You’ll never be alone again.”
Before I knew it, the damn birds were chirping, and I groaned, jolting awake from the best sleep I’d had in years. It was nice to wake up feeling refreshed, instead of feeling the need to inject an energy drink into my veins just to get through the day.
But the real reason I jumped out of bed and headed quickly to the first floor was the smell of breakfast. Disappointment was an understatement when I rolled over to an empty space. Breakfast was an amazing apology, though. Barreling down the stairs, I rounded the corner and immediately froze in my tracks, my mouth already salivating. The kitchen island was chock full of different ingredients, and I scoffed to myself.She does realize she’s only feeding two people, right?
A disgruntled laugh sounded from Maya’s speaker as she spoke, and I found myself being nosy. I knew who she was talking to, and I was more than interested in the conversation. Crossing my arms over my bare chest, I took a seat at the barstool and listened in with a slack jaw.
“You’re the only one I could call about this, you know. It’s embarrassing enough,” Maya whispered over the sizzling butter in the pan, and my stomach grumbled, but I’d be patient and wait before digging in. Even with the slight bedhead, she looked beautiful, wrapped in nothing but my jersey, which had been on her a lot. Who was I to tell her to take it off; she looked amazing. It left me to imagine if anything else was under there, or if she was panty-less.
“Well, it was a shared experience, so I get it. Let me guess, too much for you?” Nick spoke.
“You both could’ve been rougher, just saying…Riley, he’s just so—”
