Page 55 of Tangled Up In You
He cried out as his release slammed into him, and I felt hot jets of cum shoot up my stomach.
The hold on my own orgasm started slipping. My spine tingled followed by my balls drawing up. I was close.
Corbin grabbed my hips and helped my movements by pulling me harder inside him, staring up at me with heavy, bedroom eyes and parted lips.
And then I went over the edge, coming so hard into him that I saw spots in my vision.
“Cor,” I moaned, giving him another slow thrust as I filled the condom.
“That’s it, baby,” he said before sucking on my earlobe.
I couldn’t move for several seconds. My heart beat wildly and I felt lightheaded.
Corbin held my lower back with one hand and cupped my nape with the other before turning me over. I stared up at him and felt a breaking in my chest. So much I wanted to say to him, but for some reason, I held it inside.
No amount ofI love you’s would change the fact that he was only there temporarily; that he’d go back to his life and I’d continue staying frozen in mine.
“Why are you doing that?” he asked in a husky tone.
“Doing what?”
“Looking at me as if you’re ready to say goodbye.”
I went to respond, but couldn’t find the right words. Thereweren’tany right words for our situation. So, instead I kissed him, reveling in the taste of him, the softness of his lips.
I didn’t want the very likely reality of our future to take away from the beauty of the present. Whatever happened later would happen, and I wasn’t going to waste the time we had.
A soft groan left his throat as he returned the kiss and tangled his fingers in my hair. I got the feeling his thoughts mirrored mine.
***
Sitting in class that following Monday morning, I kept getting distracted by thoughts of Corbin and the incredible weekend we’d spent together.
We never got around to doing anything Saturday, other than enjoying each other between the sheets. I hadn’t minded that, and Corbin hadn’t either. We’d made love, taken a nap, kissed, and then made love again before finally getting out of bed and making dinner. After we’d eaten, we had cuddled on the couch while watching some movie.
But then our lips had found each other once more, and we’d ended up making love there too.
On Sunday, we had woken up and eaten breakfast before going on a hike through a trail in the woods. The path had twisted all throughout the woods, going up small hills before going back down, winding and turning. It’d taken us most of the day to travel the whole trail before wrapping back around to where we’d parked my car.
The long walk had given us the chance to talk about things.Reallytalk about them, and not just skirt around certain issues. We still hadn’t discussed our future as a couple, but we’d talked about his career and where he feared it was heading.
“My contract expires next February,” he said as we’d stopped on a hill, overlooking the valley below. “I have one more season.”
“What does that mean for you?”
Corbin shrugged. “Not sure. There’s still the chance they could extend the contract, but I don’t have much hope for that.” His gray eyes focused on me. “Football’s all I’ve ever known, Hunter. All I’ve ever been good at. Without it…I don’t know.” He turned away from me and began walking down the hill. “I’m nothing.”
I strode forward and grabbed his arm, turning him around to face me. “That’s not true, Cor. You areeverything. Even when you leave pro-football, even when you aren’t the star quarterback anymore, you still have purpose. What about your modeling?”
Something flashed in his eyes before he averted his stare.
“We should get back to the car,” he said. “It’s getting late.”
I wasn’t sure why, but his whole demeanor had changed at the mention of modeling. There was something he wasn’t telling me, but I hoped he’d eventually tell me. Whatever it was.
As I sat at my desk and waited for my next class to start, I replayed it all again and tried not to get my hopes up about his expiring contract.
If Corbin no longer played pro-ball, there was nothing keeping him from staying in Willow. We could build a life together.
