Page 26 of Safe to Love
He didn’t even make it past the thirty-yard line; I wouldn’t let him.
This time the ball flew, and we were able to set up for our turn.
I sat back down after a slap on the back from my coach, taking off my helmet once more, and waited.
I knew that Kresslee had been watching me play. I had a camera on me right now because of those two plays, and I smiled at it.
I missed her fiercely. I wanted her with me always. I wanted her to cheer for my team, to be there when I ran off the field, to hold her in my arms, and to never let her go.
It would happen. I was determined. Cade ran down the field, scoring another touchdown for our team, prompting us all to cheer for him.
The man was a machine.
We went back out onto the field, where I had to prove my worth as a safety.
I wrecked that other team’s wide receiver, and I loved each tackle I made.
I got paid a lot of money for these tackles; I wouldn’t let up now.
When our team won the game, with the other team trailing behind by at least twenty points, I knew this was something to be proud of.
I looked up into the stands to see my father, grandma, and grandpa, all wearing my number on their chests and our name on their backs, and pride filled me because of it.
I knew I had reached my goal because of them, and their unwavering belief in me and my dreams. I had the best family, and I couldn’t wait to introduce Kresslee to them. I knew they would love her.
I walked off the field after waving to my family, going into the locker room with my team as we cheered for our victory.
Our coach handed Cade the winning ball, making him laugh as he held it up.
He deserved it. We all did.
I checked my phone, seeing that Kresslee had texted me during the game.
Kresslee: That first tackle was so hot.
Kresslee: So was the second.
Kresslee: Damn, my man is so sexy out there on that field. Kick their asses, baby!
Kresslee: Seeing you play makes me wet. I wish I had been there with you.
My cock jumped at that text, wanting to read the next.
Kresslee: I’m in my room, my hands in my panties because watching you play is turning me on so badly. I came after you tackled that guy again. Damn, you are good at that.
Kresslee: I’m going to come up there as soon as I can. I don’t think I can sleep without you in my bed, with me in your arms.
Kresslee: That victory was well deserved. Your team is amazing. You play so well together. I’m so proud of you. I cheered for you the whole time. Good thing Creed isn’t here.
I smiled at the last text, sending a few of my own.
Me: You better show me a picture next time you touch your sweet pussy. I deserve to see it, since I won.
Me: Thanks for supporting me tonight, babe. I knew you were watching, so I played my best. I love you.
My phone vibrated in my hand, making me look down at it, and I smiled when I saw a text from my girl.
Kresslee: Message me when you get home, and I will send you all the pictures you want. Maybe even a video call. You deserve a prize after all.
