I yell out his name as my body unleashes everything it has had to hold in for nearly three weeks. I claw at him and thrash as he finishes out his own orgasm, and as mine starts to slow, he pulls out of me.
His cum leaks out of my pussy, and he reaches down and moves it around, rubbing it on my clit. In a totallyunexpected turn of events, the feel of his fingers on my clit moving around his own pleasure and mixing it with mine sends me into another orgasm—my third of the night.
I feel it coming as he rubs slow circles, but then it hits me out of left field, plowing into me with a brute force. He leans down to suck my nipple into his mouth as I ride out this climax, both of us panting and sweating and absolutely glowing with love.
We came through the worst of it. It’s all up from here.
And now, maybe we can focus on a future together…a possibility I never allowed myself to imagine, but totally and completely the biggest, best, brightest dream I ever could have pictured.
CHAPTER 49: Archer Bradley
So What’s Next
I draw in a deep breath as I finally feel free again.
It’s hard to imagine a single person’s impact over the course of what amounted to three weeks together, but I guess when you find your person, that’s what happens. At least…that’s what happened for us.
Ultimately it was Cooper who made me come here tonight, and I guess maybe I owe him a lot for making this happen. He could see what I was too blinded by anger to allow myself to see.
He gave me the perspective I needed to get my shit together and to find it in myself to fix what was broken by way of forgiveness.
After we clean up the mess we just made, I can’t help but worry about the consequences of what we just did. But whatever consequences may come, it’s different now. We’re not two strangers who met at a resort and aren’t planning anything more than a fling.
Although…I’m not quite sure how to define what we actuallyare. I don’t know where we go from here.
So even though we kissed and had our makeup sex, the path is still very unclear, and it’s a conversation we need to have.
Maybe not when we’re drunk on sex endorphins, but I don’t know that I’ll sleep until I get a little clarity.
I get her a glass of water and set it on the nightstand beside her, and then I climb into bed.
“What have you been up to since I last saw you?” she asks.
I settle in so we’re basically hugging one another on the bed, our bodies close as we face each other so we can have this conversation. “I’ve really just been focusing on getting back on the field. Every turbulent time in my life has been spent dedicating myself to ball.”
“You’ve had a lot of turbulent times,” she muses quietly.
I nod. “A few, yeah. And baseball has always been my safe place. My reset. My home. Still, something felt off this time.”
“Why?”
“Because I missed you. Cooper saw that in me somehow. Maybe he saw himself in me a little when he went through his own turbulent time with the woman he eventually went on to marry.”
“To marry?” she asks on a bit of a choke.
I chuckle. “I’m not saying that’ll be us anytime soon, but I knew my ex since I was a teenager, got together with her at twenty, and never managed to propose to her. It never felt right. And despite our issues, despite what happened…I still want a future with you. Anyone else, that would’ve been the end. With you, I’m reluctantly optimistic.”
“Reluctantly?” she presses.
“It’s hard for me to open up. Hard to forgive. But goddammit, Millie, there’s something really lovable about you, and as conflicted as I’ve been for the last couple weeks, all that felt sosettledthe moment my eyes fell on you tonight. It was my first game back, and I should’ve been happy all night because of it. I didn’t feel true happiness until I saw you.”
“So why’d you tell me you couldn’t talk to me on the field?”
I lift a shoulder. “Gut reaction, I guess. Instinct to protect myself. Cooper asked me where you were, and I told him I walked away. He reamed me out and told me to at least listen to what you had to say since you came all this way, and on the way over here, I knew I had no other choice but to let go of the anger and do everything I could to move forward.”
Her eyes shine with unshed tears, and she brushes her fingertips along my jawline. “Thank you for giving me another chance.”
I drop a kiss to her forehead. “This feels right, Millie.”
