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My stomach dips a little with trepidation. I’m all in with him, but does he feel the same? I’ve fallen in love with him. I wasalwaysgoing to love him. The moment our eyes met at the arena, he stole my soul. My heart is exposed and vulnerable. I hope he doesn’t break it.

Chapter Ten

Harrison

I could eat Jessica’s pussy all day long. Her creamy arousal tastes like ambrosia, and her body responds to me so effortlessly. She shivers beneath my lips, and her walls tighten around my tongue. Every part of her is in tune with me. My chest throbs when she cries out and comes on my mouth, knowing this is a gift she’s only shared with me.

I strip off my clothes before getting into bed beside her, pulling her into me and holding her. She fits perfectly against me—all soft curves against my hard planes.

I promised myself I’d wait to have sex again after Shelley, wanting it to mean something, to be special. And there’s no doubt that Jessica is vibrantly, perfectly special.

It’s been two days since we first had sex. Two gloriously amazing days of laughter and contentment and whispered words in the dark. My cock has been buried inside her at every available opportunity. I can’t get enough of her. Don’t think I ever will.

The bed was empty when I woke this morning. I padded to the kitchen to find Jess on the stool at the breakfast bar wearing one of my jerseys. Seeing her tousled hair curling over her shoulders, her legs bare, and the exposed sweep of her heart-shaped ass made mecrazy.I could smell my scent mingling with hers, in her hair, on her skin. It was a heady concoction, and something primal reared up inside me.

I swept her up and carried her back to bed, making her keep my jersey on while I ate her sweet cunt until she creamed all over my face.

And now she’s curled up against me, purring like a satisfied kitten after her orgasm. I love watching her come. But I’m not done yet. I’ll never be done with my angel.

“I want you,” I growl, nipping at her mouth.Not just physically.But those words go unspoken. Part of me feels like I’m at the top of a rollercoaster, poised on the edge, waiting for the drop. Waiting for something to screw up this newfound happiness.

Jess looks up at me, and her blue eyes vanquish all other thoughts. I’m in the here and now with her, just the two of us, our arousal swirling around us.

“I’m yours,” she whispers.

No games. No guile. Just my Jess in all her curvy, wonderful glory.

My hand snakes up her back and into her hair. I grip a fistful and pull her head back.My mouth crashes down on hers, a clash of lips, tongue, and teeth. The kiss is messy and needful and fucking perfect. Excitement pinballs around my body, landing in my tight balls, which are throbbing with need.

I kiss her jaw, her throat, tugging the jersey up to reveal her gorgeous tits, her nipples hard and begging for my mouth. I oblige, sucking a dusky peak into my mouth so her back arches and she sighs. I fist my cock, watching as my precum drips from the glistening tip onto her mound.

“Please, Harrison. I need you,” Jess moans, placing a hand over mine and guiding me to her entrance.

“You got me, baby,” I grunt, thrusting inside her with one firm snap of my hips.

She cries out as I stretch her, wiggling beneath me to find a good position.

“That’s it, Jess,” I huff, pulling out and driving in again. “You’re taking me so good. Love the way your tight cunt wraps around me.”

Her eyes flare. She loves my dirty talk while we fuck.

I withdraw and slide in again and again, taking longer, deeper strokes and grinding against her clit. She rocks her pelvis in rhythm with mine, and my thrusts become sloppy as my climax approaches like an express train. It builds like a tidal wave of pleasure as her walls flutter around my cock. She cries out as she comes, and I throw my head back and roar my release. My cock throbs deep inside her as I unleash a stream of cum, almost blacking out from the intensity of my climax.

“Fuck.Fuck,” I grunt, collapsing above her, careful to keep my weight braced on my elbows. I roll to my side, tugging her against me and kissing her forehead. “You okay?”

Jess mumbles, unable to form coherent words. I link my hand with hers and lift them, looking at them—her left hand in mine. I turn them a couple of times, imagining matching rings on our fingers.Yeah. That feels . . . right.

Jessica’s stomach rumbles loudly, and I laugh, bringing our entwined hands to my mouth and kissing her knuckles.“I need to feed you. And I know a great place.”

We shower together, dress, and head out to a cozy breakfast place a few blocks away, ordering eggs and bacon with coffee.

“Have you thought any more about the coaching?” Jess asks once our food has arrived.

“Been kinda distracted by a gorgeous blonde I can’t keep my hands off,” I reply with a smirk.

A blush stains her cheeks. I love that I can still embarrass her after all the wicked things we’ve done together over the last few days.

My phone buzzes with a text from one of my teammates, wanting to meet up to find out what’s going on. But I don’t want to talk about that now. I want to be here with Jessica, enjoying our food.

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