“Ride me, sweetheart. Show me what you can do.”
She rolls her hips on me as I lean back on the couch, hands folded behind my head.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe out, closing my eyes and feeling it all as she bounces on my dick. “How are you so good at this?”
She continues her movements, grinding and rolling. I lean forward, taking one of her pretty brown nipples in my mouth and filling both hands with her ass as I begin bouncing her quicker. I’m getting close, and I know she is too.
Her arms wrap around my shoulders as she hides in my neck, leaving her body at my disposal.
“You feel so good,” she cries, hidden away as she begins to quiver and shake.
“Keep going, Vee, you’re doing so good. Use me. Don’t stop. I need you to come all over me.”
She doesn’t stop. She continues her movements until finally, she falls apart as her orgasm rips through her, leaving her with absolutely no control of her body.
I pull her mouth to mine as I hold her hips tight, thrusting upward into her a few more times, her pussy clenching around me. I come undone right along with her as we ride our highs together.
“I love you,” she reminds me between heavy breaths, her arms wrapped around my neck, lips ghosting mine.
A smile slides across my face. I’ve never had someone say that to me in this way, but I’ve also never wanted anyone to. But with Stevie, I wouldn’t mind hearing it every day for the rest of my life.
I cup the back of her head, holding her to me. “I love you, too.”
We stay in silence for a few moments as we mutually come down from our highs, and I can’t hold back any longer when l blurt out, “Did you sign on an apartment in Seattle?”
“Zee,” she laughs. “You’re still inside of me.”
“I know, but today is my first day of the off-season, and I can finally talk to teams, so if you’re going to be in Seattle, I need to make some calls and see what I can do.”
She lifts off my dick slowly, adjusting, so she’s sitting across my lap as I hold her.
“I didn’t sign on an apartment, but I do have a job lined up, ready for me.”
“Is that where you want to be?”
She slowly strokes the side of my face. “I want to be wherever you are. I can get a job anywhere. Even if it’s not one I like all that much. What’s most important is that you get on a team.”
“I want you to do something you like, though.”
She pops her shoulders. “You were right. I really don’t enjoy flying all that much, and as long as I have time to volunteer with some pups, then I’ll be happy.”
My lips find her forehead, lingering there. “It’s going to be weird not having you on the road next season.” I lightly rock her in my arms. “But at least I’ll have you at home.”
She releases a content sigh, resting on my shoulder.
“I mean it, Stevie. I need you at home. I want you to move in with me.”
She looks up at me, brows furrowed.
“Even if we’re only here for the summer, I want you to move in. And when we leave Chicago, I want to live together. If I can’t have you on the road next season, I need you every second of every day while I’m home.”
A blush rushes up to her freckled cheeks, and an excited smile spreads across her lips that she tries to suppress. “I’d like that.”
“Yeah?” I ask with a bit of disbelief. I haven’t lived with anyone since college. I’ve learned to appreciate my own space. Not anymore, though. I want nothing more than to be suffocated with Stevie’s presence.
“Yeah.” She brings her smiling mouth to mine.
Cupping her cheeks, my tongue finds access to her mouth as things pick up speed, my body ramping back up for round two, but the buzzer by the door rings, interrupting our moment.
“Mr. Zanders?” my doorman’s voice wafts through the apartment. “I have a Scott here for you. He says he’s a team manager.”
Stevie and I look at each other in confusion. She quickly climbs off my lap, letting me get to the door, where I push the button to speak into the system.
“Um…” I hesitate before looking back at my naked girl on the couch. She quickly nods, telling me to let him up. “Yeah, send him up.”
Stevie holes up in my room as I slip on a pair of sweatpants and meet Scott at my front door.
“Sorry to barge in like this.” He throws his hand in mine before I motion him inside. “But you weren’t answering your phone.”