Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 137(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Every time he reached for me, I was all over him, ready for him to take me again. What I feel for this man is starting to scare the crap out of me. How would I deal if this was ever to come to an end?
The way he holds me close and the things he whispers into my ear as we make love have me believing this will never end.
“What time does your flight head back tonight?” He sits up, his cock still inside of me. I bite my bottom lip, suddenly feeling shy and not wanting to answer him. “You’re going to the game, right? Or is it before that?” He pulls my bottom lip out from between my teeth.
“Of course I’m going to the game. Does your flight leave right after it?” I'm pretty sure that’s what Zoey told me.
“Right after, but I’m not heading back home unless you are too.” He says.
“I’m leaving after the game too.” I moan out.
“Willow.” He smacks my ass. My sex contracts around his cock, making him groan. I giggle.
“I have a private flight. It takes off whenever I get there.” He stares at me for a minute. I shrug, trying not to make it a big deal. “My father let me take his plane.”
“You don’t have to hide who you are, babe. I’m fucking happy that I know you’ll be getting home tonight. I wish you could just fly with me.” He kisses me. “Beat me home. I want you in my bed with your pussy bare and ready for me.” Nothing turns me on more than when he orders me to do something.
“I’ll be there.” I kiss him again before we finally say our goodbyes. Even though I’ll see him at the game, I know he’ll be focused on his team.
I lie in bed with a giant smile on my face. A knock sounds at the door. I hop up to go let Zoey in. We have a few hours to kill before the game.
“Hey,” I say as I open the door but immediately freeze when I see Tiffany standing there. I don’t think I’m the only one that’s surprised since her eyes are wide. She opens and closes her mouth. She steps back to check the room number.
“This is Theo’s room.”
“Nope. It’s mine.”
She rolls her eyes at me. I force a smile on my face. I’m really starting to dislike this girl. How does she know this is Theo’s room? I’m over her trying to stalk my man. Irritation bubbles up inside of me, but I tamp it down, knowing I can’t tell her to fuck off and leave my man alone.
“You think I’d believe you’d stay in some mediocre hotel like this?”
“Is there something I can help your rude ass with?” Zoey snorts a laugh as she slips past the woman into the room.
“Where is Theo?”
“Not with your ass.” I smirk as I slam the door in her pretty face.
“Smells like sex in here.” Zoey wiggles her eyebrows.
I give her the CliffsNotes of what all went down between Bear and me as we both get ready for the game.
Once again they win. They laid down such an ass beating that at halftime Bear pulled Reid from the game and let the backup quarterback finish it out.
“Don’t worry over that girl. She has no proof that it was Theo’s room,” Zoey tries to reassure me. Yet I know that Tiffany is going to be a problem for me in one way or another.
“You don’t know that for certain.” Bear’s mom's words about how coaching college football has always been his dream run through my mind. I don’t want to ruin that for him. How long would it take before resentment started to grow if he could no longer coach because of me?
“But does it really matter at the end of the day? You think you and Theo will be able to hide your relationship for four years?”
“This could be a fling for all I know. Then there won’t be anything to hide for four years.” It feels wrong even as I say it. Zoey shakes her head as if she’s exhausted by this conversation already.
“You’re so full of it. I see the way the man looks at you. Not to mention Reid thinks Theo is in love with you. The only time he gets worked up over anything it’s centered around you. He’s normally cool and laid back.”
She’s right. His mom pretty much said the same thing. That I must be special if he is bringing me around. He’s never done that before.
“Stop doubting yourself, Willow. You’re something special, and those stupid parents of yours make you question that.” I smile, loving how my best friend always gets me. “As for the rest of it, you shouldn’t worry about people finding out about you guys either. Theo will handle that when the time comes. He’s just that kind of man.”