“Tony?” she called out from the living room.
I smiled, imagining her face as she saw the trail of rose petals. She walked in the bedroom, her face glowing in the soft candlelight. Our eyes met as she made her way to the bed.
“What’s the occasion?”
“Do we need an occasion?”
“Is it national Rose Day or something?”
I patted the mattress next to me.
“Come to bed, and I’ll show you.”
“Let me get undressed.”
“Now we’re talking,” I said, laying on my side, my head propped up with my hand.
As I watched, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, not taking her eyes off mine. When the top came off, I found myself getting turned on by the sight of her bare skin. She removed her red, push-up bra next, those beautiful breasts heaving as they were bared.
“I should shower first,” she said, slipping out of her slacks.
“No,” I said, patting the mattress again. “I want you now.”
“Aren’t you the lazy one. You been in bed like that all day?”
“I actually got a lot done today,” I said. “We can stop this romantic moment, and I can tell you about it, or…”
“Okay, smartass,” she said then sat on the edge of the bed.
I sat up, holding her cheek with my hand while I kissed her urgently. Her tongue slid into my mouth as I massaged one of her breasts, running my thumb over the hard nipple and making it harden even more.
She moaned a content sigh as we kissed. Her hand roamed between my legs, gripping my half-hard cock. I groaned, positioning myself so she had better access. At the same time, I slid my fingers down past her belly and ran them over her wet pussy lips.
“This is the magic flower I love the most,” she said, bending her head down.
I inhaled a deep breath as she swirled her tongue around the thick, mushroom head.
“Ride me,” I said.
“You don’t like this?”
She scratched under my balls with her long fingernails then slipped an inch of my cock into her mouth.
“It’s good, but I’m not going to last long. I want you to feel good.”
Her head bobbed down as she sucked another few inches, her lips pressed tightly against my shaft. I ran my fingers through her hair then moved my hand down her back.
She crawled further onto the bed then straddled my body, her pussy directly above my face. I grabbed her ass cheeks and pulled her down closer. As I licked her, she took my hard cock back into her mouth.
We pleasured each other for a few seconds, minutes, or maybe hours. I lost all track of time with my face pressed against her tender, pink flesh, her body squirming against mine.
I lasted longer than I thought I would. She crawled down my body into the reverse-cowgirl position. After I slipped a condom on, she rubbed her pussy against the tip of my dick.
“You’re teasing me,” I said, squeezing her ass cheeks.
“Yeah, but you like it.”
“I do…”
My voice trailed off as she moved back, sliding my cock deep in her pussy. She moaned loudly as I penetrated her completely.
“That’s it,” I whispered as she rocked forward slightly.
In and out, we found the perfect rhythm. I wondered what it would be like to fuck her without a condom, to come strong and hard deep in her pussy. She would have my children.
“Smack my ass,” she cried, moving faster.
I obliged, leaving her ass cheeks red as she screamed out in pleasure, coming on my dick. She slowed down then moved forward, my cock slipping out of her pussy.
“Damn. I thought you were going to come quick,” she said, turning around.
“So did I.”
“What can I do for you?” she asked. “What will make you come.”
A thousand thoughts ran through my mind as I stroked my dick to keep it hard.
“Stay there…”
She climbed back onto me, hovering over my cock while looking me in the eyes. When she lowered herself on me, I thought I would come right then and there. I thrust up and into her even deeper.
Gradually, we found a new rhythm. As I slid in and out of her pussy, I reached up to feel her breasts, loving the way they swung and bounced as she rode me.
“Come on, baby. Come for me…”
The sound of her voice pushed me over the edge. I thrust up and into her one last time, emptying my load into the condom. She collapsed forward, resting her breasts and cheek on my chest.
Life couldn’t get any better.
THIRTY-TWO
Tony
Christmas morning, I woke up before her and snuck out of bed with a plan to go talk to Coach before their big game later in the day. They had hired me back, but I still didn’t know when I would suit up and actually get to play. And I needed to ask him about an advance or another bonus to pay the bookie.
The last thing I needed was Jackson Cash or Big John going crazy right when I was getting my life on track. I had considered the offer to throw the championship game, but I put it off until I actually started playing and made it to the final match-up.
When I arrived at the stadium, I saw his car parked in its usual spot. It wasn’t until I walked through the doorway and headed to the locker room that I realized how much I had missed playing. Hell, even walking into the stadium felt nice.
All heads turned when I walked into the locker room as they prepared for that afternoon’s game. I had never minded playing on Christmas or other holidays, but I could immediately tell not all of my teammates were happy Coach let me on the team again.
“Hey, guys,” I said as I walked between the two long benches.
One or two nodded their head at me, but no one said anything. With Keith gone after setting me up, they were relying on a quarterback who usually played the position of bench-warmer. With a little time, they would be glad to have me playing alongside them.
I knocked on Coach’s door then opened it and stuck my head in.
“You got a minute?”
He looked up at me and frowned.
“Not really. What do you want?”
“I’m wondering when I’ll get to play again.”
“This is the last game of the normal season. I’ll bring you in during the playoffs. If we win today.”
“We have a strong team, Coach.”
“Yeah, but are star quarterback is a fucking psycho.”
“I’m taking anger management sessions,” I said then walked all the way in, shutting the door behind me. “I signed up for two months, but I may go longer.”
He stared at me then slowly nodded.
“That’s good. Stick with it. You’ve got a few good years left in you.”
“Just a few?” I joked.
“I’ll call you soon. Are you staying for the game today?”
“No, I need to get back and take care of some stuff. It’s Christmas, after all.”
“Yeah, don’t remind me,” he said.
“One more thing…”
“What?”
“Any chance I can get an advance?”
“You’re lucky to be playing at all. You’ll get another paycheck at the end of January like everyone else.”
“I need money now, Coach.”
“What have you gotten into now?” he asked.
“I can’t get into it right now. This will really help me out.”
“Dammit, Tony. I need your head in the game. Is this another gambling debt?”
I frowned and nodded my head, feeling shame, something I wasn’t familiar with.
“Fuck,” he said, shaking his head again. “If it’s not one thing, it’s another with you.”
“I’ll figure it out on my own,” I said.
“Hold on. How much do you owe?”
“You don’t want to know.”
“Yes, I do.”
“A million.”
His eyes widened.
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“No. I can pay you back within a year, with interest.”
“I don’t have that kind of money laying around. You’ve not saved any of your signing bonus?”
“Most of it went to rent and partying.”
He shook his head slowly, shaming me.
“I can write you a check for a couple hundred thousand, but I need it back before I retire.”
“I’ll do it, Coach. I promise.”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this for you, but I feel bad about the bullshit Keith pulled on you.”
“Thank you, Coach.”
I watched as he pulled out a checkbook and filled it out.
“You better win the big game,” he said as he tore it off then handed it to me. “I need another championship ring before I retire.”
“I will win it for you, Coach,” I said with as much confidence as I could muster.
After taking the check, I hightailed it out of his office before he changed his mind. The other players stared at me as I walked out of the locker room. If it was any other day than Christmas, I might have stayed to watch their game, but I needed to get to Andrea before she woke up.
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
She was awake and sitting in the living room when I returned. The look on her face let me know she wasn’t very happy with me.
“You’re up,” I said.
“Where have you been?”
“I had to go talk to Coach.”
I pulled the check out of my pocket as I walked over. She grabbed it.
“Wow. What is this for?”
“Coach is helping me out with the bookie.”
“He approves of you betting?”
“No, but he needs me in the playoffs. He wants another win before he retires.”
“This is a lot of money.”
“I know, and it’s still not enough. I’ll have to sell the Maserati. If I sell it, I should have just enough to pay the debt. I have other news too.”
“Yeah? Good or bad?”
“Good, I think. I’m moving out.”
“Are you for real right now?”
“Think about it,” I said. “We’re not breaking up, but it’s for the best. I need my own space for a while, at least until after the championship game.”
“So, you don’t need me anymore?”
“It’s not like that.”
“What’s it like, Tony? Huh? Tell me what it’s like.”
“This is what I mean. I need to relax and be ready for these last few games.”
“You’re incredulous,” she said, shaking her head. “You’re telling me this on Christmas.”
“Can’t you think of it as a special present?”
“Stop.” She stood up. “I’m going to work on my novel.”
“Is it done yet?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
“Come on, Andrea. Don’t be like this.”
“Just get your shit and leave, okay Mr. Grinch? I thought you had no money.”
“I’m going to have to dip into my savings, but I think it’s important for us to step back for a few weeks before…”
I stopped talking.
“Before what?”
“You know,” I said. “We take this to the next level.”
“No, I don’t know with you. We’re hot one minute and cold the next. You’re driving me nuts.”
“That’s why it will be good for us to spend some time apart. All my time is going to be spent watching old games and working out to get ready. I don’t have much time.”
“It’s fine,” she said sarcastically. “At least I know what’s important to you now.”
I sighed, not digging her reaction. What did I expect? Not what she gave me.
“I’ll call you later, okay. I’m renting a room downtown. They have a gym onsite. Call me if you need anything, okay?”
“Why are you doing this on Christmas Day?”
“We can spend the day together if you want. You’re the one getting upset and leaving the room.”
“Whatever, Tony.”
She turned and walked into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her. I followed, having to get the few clothes I had not sold. When I saw her sitting on the bed with her back against the headboard, I regretted leaving on Christmas Day. I should have given her another day.
To be honest, living with her had freaked me out more than I wanted to admit to myself. Neither of us said a word as I packed my suitcase. When I finished, I stopped at the door to her room and turned around.
“I’m leaving,” I said. “This is for the best. Trust me, okay?”
“Mmmhmm,” she said, not looking up from the laptop resting on her thighs.
I opened the door and left. While my timing hadn’t been perfect, the idea was solid. After I won the final big game, I planned on taking her to the pool at the hotel for her to dive. When she came up, I’d present her with a ring. Until then, I needed time to make sure I was ready for a family of my own.