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I release my hold on him, sticking my tongue out so I can trace the flared head before slipping down and running my tongue along the thick vein on his cock. His hands loosen in my hair and I wish he’d pull it tighter.
“Babe.” His tone switches in an instant, turning pleading. “You gotta sto—”
I pull him back into my mouth, sucking so hard my cheeks hollow out. He grants my wish, his fingers curling into my hair as he starts to fuck my mouth, thrusting in and out. I let him use me, applying pressure to his cock, my fingers squeezing the base, tasting the precum on my tongue.
And then it’s not precum at all. He’s full-blown coming, groaning long and low as his semen fills my mouth and I swallow it down, every last drop.
I usually pull away at the last second and have him come all over my hand, which he enjoys watching. My Eli is very visual.
“Fuck,” he grits out when I finally pull away, wiping at the corner of my lips with shaky fingers. “What made you do that?”
I sit on the edge of the bed on my knees, staring up at his handsome face. He seems shocked, which tells me our relationship really lacked excitement near the end. “Was hoping to ease some of your tension.”
His smile is naughty. There is no other word for it. “I appreciate it. I’d appreciate it even more if you took a shower with me. That would help ease a lot of tension.”
“I thought you had to get ready to leave,” I point out, warmth spreading through my body when he cups my cheeks, staring at me as if I’m the prettiest thing he’s ever seen.
“I do. But I’ve always got time for you.” He leans in and drops another one of those deadly soft kisses on my lips. I never want them to end. “Come on. Let’s go take a shower.”
He kicks off his sweats and offers his hand to me. I take it, letting him help me stand and we walk to the bathroom together. He lets go of my hand at the last second, his palm finding my ass and giving it a smack, making me dart into the bathroom, laughing.
I haven’t felt this happy in a long time.
After we took a sex-filled shower, Eli threw an old pair of my leggings at me, along with a hoodie that had shrunk in the wash and was now too small for him. I got dressed and borrowed a pair of Adidas slides from Gracie that I found in the living room that she must’ve left behind.
Or they belong to Caleb and he has really small feet, which I doubt.
I rode with Eli to the stadium and he delivered a heart-stopping kiss to my lips before he took off, leaving me with his car. Since it’s so similar to my old BMW, I have no problem driving it and I cruise to the hospital, dismayed at the lack of parking. It’s as if every spot is already filled.
Once I find parking in the deepest, farthest part of the lot, I make my way to the hospital, grateful the morning is cool and cloudy, so I don’t feel overheated. The Fresno State sweatshirt Eli gave me is thick and warm.
I take the elevator to the second floor, exiting as soon as the double doors open, ready to walk past the nurses’ station and head straight for Eli’s mother’s room when I do a double take.
There’s a guy standing at the nurses’ station, his arms propped on the desk’s ledge, a charm
ing smile curling his lips. He’s tall and golden haired, just like my Eli, and I realize it’s freaking Ryan Bennett standing there.
Flirting with the nurses.
I come to a stop and clear my throat, catching his attention. He does a double take as well, his smile falling a bit when he sees me. The jerk.
“Ava,” he says as he pushes away from the desk and approaches me. “What are you doing here?”
“I came to pick up your mother,” I say, unable to keep the accusing tone out of my voice.
“I’m taking care of it, since Eli wouldn’t,” he says, sounding vaguely bitter.
My mouth pops open. “What? He was totally going to come get her. He fully planned on giving up his game today to come here, but I volunteered to help him out.”
“I didn’t think you two were even together,” he says.
“Well, we are,” I say, lifting my chin, sounding snotty, which I really don’t mean, but there’s something about Ryan Bennett that makes me mad.
Maybe it’s the way he keeps ignoring Eli, when all he wants is his big brother to call him every once in a while. Acknowledge him.
Yet he doesn’t. It hurts Eli, not that he’d ever admit it. He stuffs those feelings way down, where no one can see them.
But I can. I always have.
