Page 53 of In the Safety's Zone
“It’s not your passion?”
“I wonder sometimes. If I’m living my dream or if it’s his.” I sighed as we stared silently at one another, his hand stroking my back as I poured out my feelings.
“That’s deep, AP.”
“AP?”
I remember he’d called me that when we were having sex multiple times throughout the night but I hadn’t remembered to ask him about it.
“I can’t call you your name no more. Not when you’re saying it doesn’t feel like yours even though you’ve taken the name and made it your own. Besides, maybe I’m wishful thinking.”
“About what?”
“About that last name matching mine one day so you’ll be AP like I am- Aphrodite Phillips.”
“Oh, okay.”
My ass was blushing, feeling like a girl who’d gotten her boyfriend’s class ring or had been told her crush liked her. He was out here trying to stick his last name on me and I had to remind myself that even if it felt like it was too good to be true, I couldn’t hold back on the off chance that this was an elaborate lie.
“Where do you head next?”
“England.”
“And I can’t come to that one either I’m assuming?”
I wanted to tell him to come because I would’ve loved the support but there were other factors besides just my own nerves that would’ve made him a distraction. “Isn’t that too close to camp?”
“I have OTAs that I’ve taken part in so that they can see I’m still more than ready to be part of the team in any capacity. They’ve had plenty of time to see I’m still in football shape, which is all I care about. I’m on the ninety-man roster so far so that’s my first goal for the year accomplished.”
His body was amazing so I was sure there was no way they could find fault with that but I knew having muscle didn’t always translate into your having the talent on the field. Anthony wrapped an arm around my shoulder to pull me closer to him.
“No pressure, because I know that you need to practice for the final grand slam, but I’d love to spend more time like this with you before the season gets too busy.”
He’d intertwined my fingers with his and the casual way he initiated contact always made me feel secure. “I’d like that.”
“For real?” His smile was one of pleasant surprise, and I couldn’t help but tease him.
“Yeah. I mean you’re sucking my pussy until it’s ready to fall off the bone and dehydrating me with your dick, who wouldn’t want that on a regular basis for a minute?”
“Silly ass sprung already. I’ll have time to show you around my adopted city and let you meet my people. If we got enough time we can hop a flight to Nawlins and you can get some real food.”
“I’m really going to ban you from going back to Leo’s place if you keep this up.”
His look screamed, the fuck you mean like he just knew he had as much pull as me. “Can’t ban me from our spot. That ain’t how it works.”
“When did it become our spot?”
“Since we went there together. Every place we make a new memory becomes ours because it’s part of the fabric of the history we’re constructing day by day. That’s how it work, baybeeh, you ain’t know?”
I poked the side of his face with my fingers and squeezed his cheeks. “Are you real?”
He grinned as he licked his lips before moving his head so he could suck my thumb into his mouth. The simmering fire of lust was now a full on five alarm blaze as I felt him suck on my thumb the way he’d done my clit. My legs squeezed together and my core clenched like it was crying out for him to fill it up the way he had a few hours ago.
“How that dick feel last night? Hell, this mornin’? I know that pussy was creaming over my tongue, fingers and dick like a leaky faucet so you know I’m real.”
“You seem almost too good to be.”
“Shit, how you think I feel about you? Beautiful as hell, down to earth, got your own but let me spoil you. I’m waiting on you to tell me something crazy.” He leaned his head back onto the sofa as if he were awaiting my confession.
