Page 131 of Fake Love

I feel her nod against my shoulder. “Good,” she lets out a yawn before she continues. “Have I told you how proud I am of you?”

A chuckle leaves my lips. “You told me a few times last night.”

I guess she didn’t like my chuckle because it earned me a twisted nipple. “Well get used to it then because I won’t stop saying it until I get tired of it.”

Grabbing her hand, I bring up to my mouth and place kisses on her finger tips, before resting it on my chest.

“You can tell me anytime you want. You have no idea how happy it makes me to know that you’re proud of me.”

“I’m not the only one, you know that right?” She asks, her fingers drawing circles against my bare chest.

I nod. “I know.” I say taking a pause. “I talked to the nurses a little bit ago and they said that she was able to be awake for a bit and watch for a few minutes. Said mom had a huge smile one her face”

“Without a doubt she won’t want to kiss a single game next season.” Jen says letting out a little snort.

“She’ll probably become the new team mascot with all the games she’ll attend.” I add.

“She’ll set a new attendance record.”

We both let out small laughs before we go silent and watch the sunrise a bit more.

After a minute or two, Jen speaks. “I’m really happy you dedicated the game to her. Makes it all that more special.”

I nod, resting my chin on her head. “Yeah, I’m happy about that too.”

The sun rises completely, brightening up the whole room.

We sit there, looking out the window, just holding each other for a few minutes. When I’m about to suggest we grab breakfast somewhere, Jen shifts herself off me and ends up on her knees between my legs.

“What are you doing?” I ask, feeling a smirk playing on my lips.

“Showing you how proud I am of you,” she says, biting her lower lip.

She starts to pull down my boxer briefs and I help her by lifting up my hips.

Once the briefs are discarded, Jen’s tongue pops out, swiping at her bottom lip.

She looks hungry and eager to take me in her mouth.

“And how exactly are you going to show me?” I says, my cock already starting to get hard at the sight of her on her knees.

Jen looks up at me with lust filled eyes and a smile that would have any man crying for more. Thank fuck that man is me.

“By doing this,” with her hands on my thighs, she leans forward and runs her tongue against my cock.

I twitch at the motion and when she takes me in her mouth, still with her hands not touching me, I feel fucking elation.

“Fuck, why are you so damn good at this?” I groan throwing my head back, resting my arms against the armrest of the chair.

“I’ve just learned what you like,” she answers, releasing my cock with a pop. A happy smile on her lips.

“Have you now?” I ask, sliding a hand into her hair and giving her a slight pull.

That sexy smile of hers spreads as she gives me a nod. “I have.”

“What else have you learned?”

“That you love watching me ride your dick while my tits are in your face.”

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