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His eyes locked on mine. “You think I’m too tired?”
“Well, you did say your legs might give out tomorrow. Don’t want you complaining later that I made it worse.”
“I’ll use my hands … or maybe my mouth tonight.” He smirked. “Besides, you’re the one posting thirst traps. How am I supposed to ignore that and just go to bed?”
I chuckled. “First of all, it was your video, and second, that wasn’t a thirst trap.”
He lifted a brow. “The Loop seems to disagree. Did you read those comments?”
I leaned in and brushed my lips against his. “Let them look. You’re the only one who gets to touch.”
“And don’t you forget it,” he growled and pulled me in until I was straddling his lap, our mouths crashing together.
It seemed our night wasn’t over yet.
16
CREW
Every year,I looked forward to the start of the season, but this year was a little bittersweet.
Instead of opening at home, we were on the road in Raleigh, playing a three-game series against the Crushers before we headed back to Portland for our home opener.
Originally, I’d hoped Grady and Mallory would fly to North Carolina to attend the game, but Mallory needed a cane to walk, and the cross-country trip would be too much for her. Even with Archer helping. So, we all decided to wait and they would attend our first game in our stadium. We planned for them to come to every home game because my son didn’t want to miss seeing me play, and I didn’t want him to either.
But the start of the season was different from my previous years. I’d usually wake alone in my bed or hotel room, have breakfast, and then head to the field. This year, I woke to Knox sprawled on his stomach next to me, arms under the pillow, the sheet sliding down his backside to show off his smooth skin that led to his perfect naked ass.
He must’ve felt me staring because he cracked one eye open and looked right at me. “Morning.” He grinned.
“Morning.” I rolled to face him.
He moved closer and nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck, his leg sliding over my bare hip. “Why are you awake?”
“Can’t sleep, I guess.”
He pulled back slightly. “Turn over.”
I gave him a look. “What for?”
“So I can work on that knot between your shoulders before today’s game.”
For weeks, I’d been having upper-body tightness. Trainers were working with me, and so was my man. Having an in-housemasseusewas another perk to not sleeping alone that I truly enjoyed.
I turned onto my stomach in the middle of the bed. Knox pushed the sheet off my body and straddled my hips. I could feel his cock against my ass but didn’t say anything as his hands started to caress my shoulders, his thumbs digging in where I was sore.
“Fuck. Right there,” I gasped as he dug deeper.
“I can feel it.”
He pressed harder as his hands worked down my back. He moved over every muscle, searching for all the knots. When he found one, he rubbed deeper until I grunted.
“Still bad?”
“Could be worse.”
“You’re tight all over.”
“It’s all part of the job.”
