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“That you have.” She frowns, and if I didn’t know her better, I’d think that was a bad thing, but I’m sure she’s just thinking about everything we’ve been through, and the fact that I’ve known her longer than she’s known me. I can’t even imagine how she feels.
“Anyway.” She shakes her head and smiles. “I’m not retiring the fake smile; I’m keeping it in my pocket so I can bring it out whenever I have to deal with your fans.”
“My fans?” My brow furrows until realization hits. “What the hell happened? Did someone say something?”
Willow laughs, pulling me into a hug. “Easy there. No one said anything. I just realized that people aren’t going to be happy about you being off the market. With me.”
Fuck.I didn’t even think about that. I’m such an asshole. “Willow…”
“Honestly, I’m fine. I’ve been talked about behind my back for half my life. I’ve got a tough skin.”
“No, you don’t. You pretend to have a tough skin. But it’s soft, smooth, and beautiful, and I don’t want anyone to mess with it.” I press a kiss to her forehead, letting my lips linger as I speak. “If you don’t want to come to games anymore, I understand. It’s just another hurdle for us to get through, but I know we can handle anything.”
“I’m coming to more games. It’s kind of addicting. And I like knowing that they’re jealous, because you’re mine.”
“Good.” I smile. “Because seeing you there in my jersey did something to me.” I bite my fist as I groan, making Willow burst out laughing.
“Best we get back to the room then. And fast.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.”
***
While at first, we hurry, when we reach Times Square, we slow back down, drinking in the atmosphere, getting lost in the crowd. At midnight, Times Square still looks like rush hour. There are kids running around, friends gathering or heading out for the night, and noise. So much noise.
“This is incredible,” Willow gushes. “A little overwhelming, but incredible. You’d think it was the middle of the day,” she adds, her eyes wide with wonder as she spins around, taking it all in. “Thank you. For giving me this moment. I never would have experienced it without you.”
I smile as I watch her, not wanting to interrupt, and it’s then that I vow to show her the world. She deserves every bit of happiness, and I’m going to give it to her.
“The hotel’s not too far, right?” she asks, moving beside me. “We should go.”
“Take all the time you want, Willow.”We’ve got forever.
“I’m ready,” she says, linking our fingers. “I’m ready for bed.”
I swear we act like two school kids after that, laughing as we power walk to the hotel, dodging people like it’s some kind of emergency. Although maybe it is.
When we reach the elevator we pause, trying to maintain our composure, but as soon as we're in and the doors close, Willow jumps into my arms, slamming her lips to mine. She kisses me with such fervor that I have to fight not to press the stop button. I need her and I need her now.
The door dings and she springs back, standing as far away from me as physically possible, her gaze locked on the floor, not realizing it’s our level.
Clearing my throat, I burst out laughing and grab her hand, pulling her through the doors in the direction of our room. “My innocent little Buttercup,” I say as she laughs, covering her face in her hands.
“I thought someone was about to get on.”
“Oh, I know. Come on, we’re here.”
As soon as we’re inside, Willow’s embarrassment subsides with both of us frantically stripping, wordlessly heading in the same direction—the Jacuzzi.
Left in nothing but a thong, Willow leans over to start the water, and the sight she leaves me with is so breathtaking that I can’t help myself. I drop down behind her, running my tongue through her heat.
She gasps at the sensation but lowers her chest to the tub, holding on tightly as she opens herself up, giving me a better angle.
The perfect angle.And fuck…the view.
After dragging her thong down her legs, I circle my tongue around her core and roll her hips, doubling the pleasure as my stubble rubs against her. She cries out and takes over the movement, rocking back and forth on her own, taking what she needs.
I release a guttural groan as precum pools at my tip, and a tightness fills my chest. Everything about this woman makes me want her even more. Love her even more. And I will never get enough.
