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“Then don’t you dare stop,” she orders, gripping onto my shoulders and vigorously moving her hips, forcing me to move inside her.
Not breaking eye contact with her, I take my time slowly moving inside her wet heat. This girl is my everything. What we’re doing is so much more than sex. We’re giving our bodies to each other in the most raw, intimate way. Unspoken words fall between our locked gazes, words of admiration, affection, desire, need, commitment and love. We haven't said it yet, but I know without a doubt we both feel it. It’s not even a question for me. I’m undeniably in love with Phoebe Rhodes. For the first time in my life, I’m making love to someone rather than just fucking for pleasure. I’m using my body to tell her everything my words can't.
I keep my thrusts slow and steady, wanting this to last as long as possible. All the times we’ve had sex before, it was fast, frantic, hurried. We were absolutely starving for each other and couldn't slow down if we tried. This time, I want her to know how much she means to me with every stroke. I want her to know how fucking special she is. I want her to forget anything else and understand that in this moment, she’s my everything. My sunrise over the ocean.
“Phoebe… you mean so much to me,” I rasp, cradling her perfect face between my palms. My balls grow heavy as I start to lose control of my thrusts.
“So do you,” she whispers, taking my face in her hands. We’re mirroring each other, both of us on the brink of release.
Dipping my head, I crash my mouth to hers and swallow her moans, sucking on her tongue and hitting her deeper with each drive of my hips. Wrapping my arms beneath her thighs, I place her legs over my shoulders and push into her with hungry strokes. Holy hell, I can feel every fucking inch of her at this angle.
“Fuck, harder!” she groans, throwing her head back against the pillow. “I’m there, Knox. I’m right there,” she whimpers.
“Look at me, baby,” I gasp, tilting her head to face me. “Look at what you do to me. Holy hell… Fuck, Phoebe. I’m going to fill you up. Fuck,” I groan, my hips frantically chasing my release.
“Knox! Oh my God, I’m coming…”
When her pussy starts spasming and squeezing around my cock, I groan as my own release rocks through me. My dick twitches as hot cum surges out of me in thick ropes. The feeling of coming inside of her, watching my cum drip out of her entrance, it’s all fucking unreal. I pray we never have to use a godforsaken condom again. This is so unbelievably hot.
“Phoebe… this is mine. You are mine,” I exhale, placing my sweaty forehead to hers as we try to catch our breath.
“Yours,” she whispers back, trailing soft kisses across my brow.
* * *
Rain sprinklesthe pavement on my walk to the breakfast bistro I’m meeting my parents at. Willow stopped by bright and early, practically jumping in excitement to spend the morning with Phoebe. When Willow asked to take Phoebe on a tour of her office, I knew that would give me the perfect opportunity to speak with my parents about our relationship. I’m not necessarily worried about them getting upset or uncomfortable, but just in case they do, I don’t want Phoebe in the middle of it. After a couple more rounds last night, Phoebe and I laid in bed talking. Thankfully, she understood why I wanted to have this conversation with them alone. I know she’s going to be anxious all morning waiting to hear how breakfast went, so I’m glad she’s with Willow to help take her mind off it.
I immediately spot my parents sitting next to a window at a small booth that’s big enough for just the three of us. I quickly scan the cozy bistro with hardwood floors, couches, and nooks for reading. Looking outside, I see specks of rain littering the big glass windows.
“Morning,” I say with a smile, sliding into the booth across from my parents.
“Oh, Knox! Do you not have an umbrella?” Mom asks, concern etched into her face. I run my hands through my damp hair, trying to shake out the raindrops.
“Nah. I’m good, Mom. I can’t handle a little bit of rain,” I chuckle. “I see you already ordered my favorite.” I spy the steaming Americano sitting in front of me.
“With an extra shot of espresso,” my dad chimes in, knowing I love the extra kick of caffeine.
“Even better,” I reply, lifting my cup to take a sip. I’m going to need it for this conversation.
“It was so lovely meeting Phoebe last night,” Mom beams. “Dad and I have just been talking about how perfect you two are together. She is absolutely darling, Knox.”
“Thanks, Mom. I’m pretty fond of her too,” I reply with a wink.
“She’s brave enough to want to spend the morning with Willow. I guess that will be the true test,” Dad chuckles.
“Phoebe has no clue what she got herself into,” I reply with a laugh as I shake my head. “Anyways, are y'all having anything to eat or just coffee?”
“Oh, you know us,” Mom exhales. “We woke up hours ago and ate a couple of croissants we picked up yesterday. No matter how hard we try, we just can’t seem to sleep in… Anyways, I think we’ll just have coffee. We’re just so happy to be spending the morning with you. We’ve missed you, bud.”
Thank God they’re not hungry, because I’m definitely not in the mood for food right now. My stomach is in knots over having this conversation. I just need to get it out.
“I’ve missed you guys, too. It was perfect how everyone’s schedules lined up this weekend,” I nod.
“So, what’s been going on with you, son? How’s coaching been?” Dad asks, sparking up a conversation.
“It’s going well. We're undefeated in the pre-season so far. The team works hard and has a lot of potential.”
“Well, they do have a pretty damn good coach,” Dad grins, taking a sip of his coffee. “How are you liking the team? Skill is important, but team morale is where it all starts.”
