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I stared at him. This man held a piece of me. I also held a piece of his. We have been through a lot these past few months. Somehow, we’ve managed to come out on the other side, better. I just needed time to process what I saw. What I saw was that he was just hugging a woman and it just happened to be really late or early, depending on how you looked at it. He was not the kind of guy who cheated on his woman. He was decent and honest. I held on to that belief. And, I was right. The emotions that I saw in his eyes when I greeted him at the door, confirmed it. He cared for me. A late night romp with an ex-girlfriend was something he would not do to compromise what we had.
I smoothed a hand across his cheek, “I didn’t want to talk to you because I knew you would cloud my judgment. I believe you, babe. I do. I just wanted to come to a conclusion on my own. I care a lot about you. Those pictures were upsetting. What upset me more was that you put yourself in a position where people could take those kinds of pictures.”
His eyes shifted regretfully, “It was really stupid of me to open the door and hug her. She hugged me first. I hugged her for a second and pulled away. There’s nothing going on between her and me and nothing in the future. I’m with you and it will stay that way, as long as you’ll have me.”
I pressed my legs closer to his.
His eyes flared with renewed passion.
I initiated a slow kiss. He responded with a deeper, hungry kiss.
“I missed you,” he rasped.
I lowered my hand to his growing erection, “It looks like you’re not the only one who missed me.”
His eyes blazed, his breath was hot against mine.
“Baby, only you can make me feel this good,” as he jerked against my hand.
I ground against him. Teasingly, slowly setting up a rhythm.
“So, what was the final score against New York?” I asked hoarsely.
His eyes were in a blaze, his hips synced with my rhythmic, rocking motions, “24-19.”
“24, huh?” I inched him slowly inside of me.
“Yesss,” he hissed. I felt him tighten against me. His breathing was harsh, deliberate.
“What do you say,” as I guided him all the way inside. My hands clasped around his neck, “Since your team scored 24, we don’t leave my room for 24 hours?”
His answer was him kissing my shoulders, his hands massaging and lightly pinching my breasts, andhis lower body penetrating all the way inside of me.
“Ahh, baby,” he groaned. In a matter of minutes, our limbs were entangled once again.
“I’ll just have to score more touchdowns,” he grinned from ear-to-ear, while sitting on my bed. Now fully clothed and freshly showered, I had the urge to push him back to bed.
My whole body was definitely sore. Zander looked utterly satisfied. I lost count after 3 times. My body was making me remember just well-used it was. I smiled at him, “Babe, I don’t think I can take it.”
He wanted to stay in for the rest of the night. I rebelled against the idea. The reason was that if we stayed in, I’d be thoroughly tempted to keep doing what we did a few hours ago. Plus, I was really craving for some burgers and fries.
I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door, “Come on, handsome. I gave you dessert. Now, you owe me dinner.”
Inside Burger Joint and Shakes, we talked about his trip. He didn’t like playing on the road but he relished the challenge of playing against the home team. With 2 wins in a row, his team was one to beat. I liked seeing him this way. He looked happy, content.
He asked me a few questions about the game. I gave my honest opinion, his team really worked well together and they were on top form. He smiled when I said, “You know, the quarterback for the San Francisco Mariners is smoldering.”
That earned me a couple of kisses.
I was halfway throughwith my strawberry shake, when I asked him about Holly.
His eyes darkened, he stopped eating his burger, and said, “Babe, we were on for like, 4 months. The relationship just fizzled. She’s a cool girl but I don’t know, I guess we just wanted different things.”
I nudged him with my eyes.
He said, “She wanted to be more serious. I guess I just wasn’t ready.”
“Did you ever wonder why she knocked on your door at such an ungodly hour?” My eyebrows were arched, irritation lined my voice.
