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Because Rhys keeps looking for you and it's getting on my nerves. These field level suite seats he has us in puts us too close to his face while he warms up.
I sent her a quick laughing emoji and jumped out of the car. It still amazed me that I was friends with her. Just like with Rhys, despite our age difference, she and I clicked right away. We met at the College Cup when she and Levi came to the finale to cheer me on alongside Rhys, Cruz, and a few other teammates of theirs. It was like having my own family there when I was almost the only one that didn’t have parents or siblings in the crowd.
“Dang it,” I wiped my eyes at the memory of how special Rhys made that night for me. It always made me tear up and as I pushed through the door to the field level suites, I had to stop getting mushy. There were too many people at the game tonight who had no interest in seeing me cry.
“There she is!” Erin shouted, running up to hug me like I hadn’t just seen her a few nights ago for dinner. She was still working her way to a pro team, and had been assigned to train with the Fort Lauderdale USL league. It kept her close to me, and it put her one step closer to the pros.
I hugged everyone that had come to watch Rhys play, including Coach, who insisted I call him Colin now. That wasn’t going to happen, he would always be Coach to me. He was sitting next to Rhys’ mother, who I had also met soon after my Cup finale. She didn’t come to the game, but had flown from California to meet me a few weeks later. I loved her so much. She had been nothing but warm and loving toward me.
After all of my hellos, I took a seat in the front row of the suite. We were right next to the bench and level with the playing field, so I waved to Sandy as he walked by toward the locker rooms.
The rest of the team started to trickle in from their warmups and when Rhys finally locked eyes with me, his entire face lit up. He jogged to the short wall that separated us and I jumped up into his arms.
“How’s my girl?”
“Ready for my man to kick some butt tonight,” I teased, then lowered my voice and spoke into his ear, “And then celebrate afterward.”
“You get my cock hard in these loose shorts,” he growled so low only I could hear him, “And I’ll have to drag you to the locker room to help me get my focus back.”
I laughed and pulled back so that I could give him a quick kiss. But just like every other time, once wasn’t enough so I leaned in again, trying not to shove my tongue into his mouth with everyone there watching us.
“Okay, Okay,” Cruz came running up and pulled at Rhys. “Say bye to Lover Boy.”
I let Rhys go, laughing as the two of them got ready to take the field for the start of the game. “Good luck to you too, Cruz,” I hollered through my cupped hands.
He turned back and winked, raising his arms in the air. “Gonna be another scoreless night for Atlanta,” he announced, making our entire suite cheer for him.
And it was.
Miami beat Atlanta and took the number one seed in the Eastern Conference for the playoffs. Rhys celebrated with his team for a minute, then ran back to our suite and scooped me into his arms. Our kiss was on the screen for the whole stadium to see and I blushed when I realized the camera was following us.
As the celebration continued, I watched everyone taking turns hugging Rhys and I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to find all of them. They were my family. It may not have been my original goal, but now, all I cared about was keeping them in my life forever.
* * *
Rhys and I got to the penthouse and I immediately jumped in his arms again, only that time, we were alone. We clawed at each other’s clothes and he stumbled toward the couch, anxious to celebrate the way we always did.
Instead of laying me down, he set me on my feet and pulled my jeans down while I took my, “Had a Fling with the Left Wing,” shirt over my head and tossed it somewhere in the dark room. Then I went to work on Rhys, pulling his jeans down and making sure his shirt was nowhere to be found. I scratched my fingers down his bare chest, and tried lowering to my knees. But Rhys stopped me, and lifted me back into his arms.
“You never let me use my legs,” I laughed followed by a hiss when my back was pressed against the cold glass of the huge windows.
“You never need them,” he groaned as he pushed his cock against my stomach.
His mouth moved to my neck and then my cheeks, then back down again as he lined himself up to my core. With the window holding me up, he used one of his hands to finger the tight hole of my ass and teased me while his cock pushed into my pussy.
“Mine,” he growled. His movements inside of me got hard and rough, just the way I liked it when we were so desperate for each other. We had spent the rest of the evening having dinner with everyone after the game, and the entire time, Rhys traced the slit over my jeans from under the table. I was more than ready by the time we got home, and I didn’t want him to take it slow and easy.
“Harder,” I begged, making his chest rumble with appreciation. His strong thighs were working our bodies, grinding and fucking in such a base way that I couldn’t hold back any longer.
My breathing got uneven and as my orgasm started to crest, Rhys bit my earlobe and whispered, “Milk my cock, baby. Take everything.”
His words always intensified my orgasms and I screamed as I felt him jerking inside of me. By the time he pushed us both to the end, my legs were useless and he had to carry me to the couch and set me down.
He took a quick moment to clean me up and then slid his oversized shirt over my head. “Stay here.”
When he came back, he was wearing Miami Inferno shorts with no shirt and held two glasses of water in his hands. We curled into each other on the couch and made small talk as we got our bearings back from our intense fuck.
