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“Sure that's not the Stockholm syndrome talking?”
She smacks my chest, and I cover her hand with mine. “I mean, it could be. Or it could be the trauma bonding from earlier.” She shrugs. “It’s a toss-up.”
I let out a laugh, and it feels good. I squeeze her, rolling her on top of me as I sit up a bit straighter against the headboard. She straddles me, her long dark hair falling over her breasts, her hips begging for my attention, and her hot pussy bringing my dick to life. “I’m serious,” I say as I palm her thighs, “I want you to look at me and know I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life. It’s you I want; it’s you I need.”
She leans in, kissing me gently before pulling back,running her hands over my chest. She watches me with a sweet smile and says, “I know you’re sure, and that’s what makes me absolutely sure, too. There’ll never be another man for me but you.”
“Se agapó glykia mou.”
“Say it in English.”
I smile, “I love you, my sweet.”
She bites her lip, and I see the tears fighting to fall. She laughs lightly, “yoursweet, huh? Makes sense.” She sniffs, wiping that one lone tear that does sneak out. “And I love you.”
I push off the headboard, wrapping my arms around her back, holding her close and kissing her again, making sure she feels every bit of truth I’m saying. She meets my intensity, and it makes my heart soar. She reaches between us, guiding me inside of her, and we begin to rock slowly. Our eyes hold as she moves above me, and this feels a hell of a lot more like making love than just sex. And that’s how I know. Football is the last thing on my mind; the only thing is making sure this woman knows I'll love her to the end of time.
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Noelle
It’s hard to believe it’s only twenty-four hours later. I didn’t want to sleep; my mind and body yearned to stay close to Nik and make sure that being together wasn’t a dream. I felt safe and loved, and I didn’t want to lose that feeling. Something shifted between us and I knew I never would.
Somewhere close to dawn, our bodies finally gave up, and we fell asleep. I slept peacefully until sometime later, my heart began to race, and in my dream, I was gripping the sheets. I startled awake, opened my eyes, willing myself out of the impending nightmare, but found the dream a sweet reality.
“Shh, let me taste you. I need my sugar rush before tonight’s game.” I looked down my body and found the most gorgeous brown eyes staring back at me. I lay my head back down, grinning and stretching my arms over myhead. He reached up, flicking my nipple in rhythm with his tongue on my clit, and in a matter of moments, I detonated.
Nik crawled up my body, sliding inside and said, “Close your eyes, let me rock you back to sleep.” I giggled at him and let him do just that.
At half past three, he kissed me goodbye and headed to the Falls Stadium. I took my time having coffee, then showering. I went into my lingerie drawer and closet, and pulled out his favorites. A sexy lace lingerie bra and panties set in Warrior green, jeans that fit just right, and his Papas home jersey. Of course, I took a picture before the jeans and jersey went on and sent it to him, letting him know there’d be an extra reward if he won tonight.
And the reward would be mine, too, after I handled things with my editor. I was about to stand up for myself, for Nik, for us together, and for the truth that always seems to be misconstrued when needing to serve a different purpose. And that's what social media does, what newspapers report. They twist the truth to benefit their sales. It’s disgusting and immoral, and I wouldn't be a part of it.
Stone was waiting for me as I closed the condo door behind me and we walked down to the car together.
“So, what happens now? Will you go back to work with Dante?”
He nods as he opens my door for me, and I slide into the passenger seat. He shuts it tight and walks to the driver’s door. Starting the engine, he lets the car warm up for a moment.
“Yeah, I’ll be back at the club full time.”
“I’ll miss you, kind of.” I laugh, and he does, too.
“I’m going to miss myhallway suite,”he jokes, and when I shoot him a dirty look, he laughs again. “Andyou.”
I shift in my seat. “That’s better.”
We drive a block or two before he begins. “You know, I’ve been working with Dante for almost eight years now.”
“So, you know Nik’s dad?”
He nods. “I do, from sight. His name is Constantine, but I didn’t have much communication with him. But I do know he started getting deeper because he wanted to make sure he had enough money to get Nik whatever he needed. He honestly did what he did for his kids. He wanted to give Eva start-up money, and he wanted Nik to only worry about class and practice. He just went about doing it the wrong way.”
I nod, turning it over in my mind. “Kind of how Nik got involved.”
“Right. And I’ve known Nik since Dante brought him in, as a seventeen-year-old kid.” He huffs a laugh. “He was this string bean of a kid, but he was fast as fuck. Dante and I watched some of his high school highlights, and that’s when Dante decided he was going to do for Nik what his father couldn't."
“So, he didn’t pull him in strictly as repayment?”
