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Wearing his jersey in public.

Me, pregnant.

All of that added to the immense pleasure shooting through me as I squeezed tightly.

“Fuck, yeah, baby, that’s it, milk my cock. Take all my come so I can make you mine.”

“I’m already yours,” I gasped as my entire body erupted again.

My arms were like Jell-O as I tried to hold myself up.

Rhodes scooped me up so I stood with my back pressed against his hard stomach.

“Don’t worry, baby, I got you. I need you to come again with me. I want to make sure we hit your womb when I come.”

His beard tickled my cheeks as he growled the sexy words against my ear.

One of his hands went down to my clit, and I didn’t think I could take any more pleasure as I closed my eyes and fireworks shot through me.

“Oh, fuck. I feel you all over my hand and cock. So fucking beautiful, so fucking mine.”

He thrust harder until his body stilled, and he moaned against my neck, breathing heavily, his chest rising and fallingagainst my back. We stood there for a few minutes; the only thing weighing me to Earth were his arms holding me.

Finally, he leaned in, kissing a trail up my neck and to my lips.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he whispered.

“So are you,” I murmured into his mouth.

He looked down at the gift he’d given me. “I think I like seeing you in nothing but my jersey. Knowing you’re full of my come. That your juices are all over my colors. Maybe next time, you’ll have to wear a game jersey so I can smell you on it the whole time.”

“Won’t that be a distraction?”

“You’re always a distraction, baby. But that’s not going to stop me from playing the game and then coming home to fuck this pussy.”

His length had slipped out of me, but we were still pressed together as he slid his hand down to my soaking sex. “This is mine.”

I put my hand on his and smiled, looking back to meet his heated stare. “All yours.”

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RHODES

Ishot a text off to Finley while I stood in line, waiting to check into my hotel.

Me

I miss you like crazy, baby.

Finley

Me, too. Don’t worry, by the time we see each other again, it will only feel like hours instead of days. <3

So far, the hours already felt like days. Over the past week, we’d been together as often as possible. I’d even started hinting at her moving her shit to my place. She stayed there every night anyway. But she still insisted that we wait until after the big game. Assuming we won this one first.

I’d absolutely hated leaving her naked, satisfied, and asleep in my bed this morning. I wanted so much to tell her I loved her, but I didn’t want to say it until we didn’t have to keep it a secret.

Me

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