Hearing him say that requires a ton of focus on my part, and as soon as the words hit my ears, my body goes weak.
This guy is somehow finding the energy to congratulate me when I’m about to abandon him.
God, this is twisted as hell—if it wasn’t bad enough for people to abandon me, now I’m the one who’s actively doing it? Asthough being a passive bystander wasn’t already painful the last…three times.
“I’m sorry, but I have no idea how this stuff works,” he says, loosening his grip on me. “So, like, what’s training like?”
“Spring training? It’s two months long, and we go right into the regular season after it’s done.”
The amount of willpower Dean has is fucking commendable, because I barely even catch the momentary falter in his expression before his sweet face reverts to the proud smile he’s been wearing. “So that’s it, then, for your classes and the team here?”
“Yeah.”And not us, hopefully.
Although I have no idea what’s going to happen to us after I step on the plane to Phoenix.
Dean’s expression falters for longer this time, and he closes his eyes to laugh before ruffling my hair. “So no degree for you. Don’t tell me I tutored you for nothing.”
“You didn’t.” I don’t have the energy to joke back. “It’s how we met in the first place, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”
“Aww, you’re such a sweet-talker,” he says. “You’ll have to call me and talk my ear off when you’re in training so I don’t forget your sexy voice.”
Something inside me unlocks, reducing my brain to static and compelling me to walk the two of us further into the apartment. Keeping my hands firmly settled on Dean’s waist, I pick up the pace until there’s nowhere left for us to go, and I find myself shoving his body onto his bed.
He lands in the pile of clothes he was sorting through, and without even thinking, I close the distance between us and crash my mouth onto his, breaching those plush lips with my tongue and stealing his ability to say anything coherent.
“You’re never forgetting anything about me,” I murmur, fondling his lower lip with my teeth. “The next few days are gonna be fucking hectic. I’m gonna be freaking the hell out, so this is my chance to give you something to remember me by.”
“Hey, don’t say that. I was joking—” His words end in agasped moan when I get on my knees and yank his shorts down. “Nick, you don’t have to?—”
“I want to.” My voice comes out dark, and not in the needy way I’m used to, although the sound is pretty damn close. “I?—”
Don’t L-word him. It’s way too early.
“—want you.” My fingers curl around his hardening dick, and I stroke him with a firm grip, teasing his nuts with my free hand as I sink to my knees.
“You’ve got me.” Dean’s pupils are blown wide, begging me to keep going, but there’s something in the way he’s holding his body that’s telling me he’s holding back. “But are you sure now is?—”
“Do you want a blowjob or not?” I ask, forcing myself to chuckle so my words lose some of their edge.
I have a million thoughts I don’t want to have, and I need a distraction. I’m not gonna talk about them, especially not now. After sliding up his motionless body, I grab his hands and plant them on his favorite place, flexing my glutes and making him whimper with arousal.
“You know I’m never gonna turn you down. You’re the fucking best, Nick.”
I slide back down and mumble into his hardening cock head, “Have I ever told you how much I love it when you say my name?”
Dean chuckles. “Just a few times.”
And at that, I nail my boyfriend with a few more seconds of soft staring, wet my lips, and suck him to the back of my throat. His fingers tangle through my hair and rub my head, sending a delicious tingle down my spine, which only makes me speed up.
“Jesus, Nick. You’re gonna kill me.”
Shit.I slow down, wanting to savor this moment for as long as I can, and glance up.
His expression collapses. “No. Fuck, I didn’t ask you to stop. Please don’t stop.”
Who am I to refuse him?
I sink back down on his throbbing erection, and the sigh he lets out is music to my ears. With one hand twisting around thebase of his cock and the other holding his thrusting hips down, I go in for the kill and hollow my cheeks, swallowing around his climax and drinking in the sweet sound of his broken moans as his body goes weak under my touch.
