The entire day was glorious. We watched a movie after dinner and when the movie was over, we walked hand in hand to his bedroom. I’d lost count of how many times we’d had sex that day. My body ached in all the right places, and I was surprised when he settled me in close and turned off the light.
“Tomorrow could be difficult for you,” he said into the darkness.
His voice had that low, husky timbre that made me think of sex. “Difficult how?”
His tone went serious, but stayed low. “I have a game-day routine and it’s pretty intense. I don’t talk a lot and I need you to hang with it.”
“I could go home in the morning and go to the game later. I really don’t need to be here.”
He pulled me in tighter. “I want you here.”
“Okay. I’ll hang.” I snuggled in as close as I could, glad I wouldn’t be leaving tomorrow.
With just a touch of light shining through the windows, I woke up to gentle suction on my nipple and Killian’s fingers delving between my thighs.
“Is this part of your game-day routine?” My sleepy voice held a smile.
“Mmm, it is now.” He raised his head and moved over me. “I’ll see how I play today and decide if I’ll keep this new routine. We may need to change it up to just a blow job if it taxes my strength too much.”
“You’re horrible,” I laughed.
The slow warm glide of his cock cut off my laughter and I helped Killian start his game day.
***
He wasn’t kidding when he said he didn’t talk much. He’d warned me, but it was difficult. Hard rock music blasted from unseen speakers throughout the house. I couldn’t get away from it. I finally walked out into the backyard where the sound was slightly below a roar and called Amanda.
“Did you get the tickets?” I asked.
“Yep, and we’re back in the skybox. Lyle and I decided to keep you as a friend even if you are dating a man far out of our league.”
“No one is out of your league and you know it.”
“Well, aren’t you sweet? But seriously, don’t forget us when you get absorbed into the flashy lifestyle of the rich and famous.”
My laugh wasn’t very lighthearted. “You know this is short lived.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Amanda asked with a touch of pique in her voice. “Your romance just began and you’re already trying to end it?”
“It’s a fling. And…as my best friend, you know I never end it. The guys dump me.”
“Two guys. It’s only been two and neither were good enough for you. I’m reserving judgment on the football stud, but seriously, chances are he’s not good enough for you either.”
“Stop, please. I’m refusing to let my heart get involved here and you’re not helping.”
Scoffing laughter sounded from my cell phone. “That’s the biggest whopper you’ve ever told me. If your heart wasn’t involved you wouldn’t be having sex with him.”
I heard a noise and turned. Killian stood half in the doorway listening. He quickly backed up with a look on his face I couldn’t even begin to describe.
“Sorry, Amanda, I need to go.”
She heard the trepidation in my voice and stopped laughing. “You okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine. I’ll see you at the game.” I clicked the end button sincerely hoping I was still attending the game.
I went inside searching for Killian. The music shut off, leaving the house deathly quiet. A minute later, he walked past me from the direction of his bedroom. He grabbed his car keys from the key holder before turning my way.
“I’m taking a ride. I’ll be back in time to pick you up for the game.” He headed to the garage.
“Killian, I’m sorry.”
He stopped, glanced over his shoulder, and pierced me with his dark, intense eyes. “I can’t do this right now.” His voice held no emotion whatsoever.
I stood frozen and watched him leave. Never had I thought I’d be the one to hurt him. He was Killian MacGregor and I was Rebecca Cavanaugh. We’d been together for a little over a week and it was too soon for the heavy feeling surrounding my heart.
Tears welled behind my eyes. If I really thought about it, Amanda was right. I wouldn’t have slept with Killian unless my heart was involved. Maybe if it ended now, I could avoid the months of devastation I’d felt after Greg dumped me.
My mind stayed on Greg for a moment. He was barely a memory, and I couldn’t picture his smile. I’d never forget Killian’s. Protecting my heart was useless. The only consolation was that if Killian was upset, it had to mean his heart was involved, too.
We’d had mind-blowing sex, made small talk, and gotten to know each other in small ways. What we hadn’t done is talk about our hopes or dreams. I thought it was too early for that kind of deep discussion, but Killian needed to know about the other two men before him. I’d planned babies with them, too. They consumed me, and I knew I was borderline co-dependent. Yes, I could stand on my own feet, support myself, and make my own decisions, but I seemed to attach myself to guys too easily. They became my world and the cloying part of my behavior chased them away. I knew my faults.
He returned two hours later. I waited, fully dressed, on the couch and stood when he entered. He went to his room, grabbed his sports bag, placed it on the kitchen counter, and walked over to me.
I could actually feel myself trembling and tried to hide my fears behind a stoic expression. Killian’s hand came out and hooked behind my neck, jerking me into a hard kiss. Holding my hair and neck, he tilted my head to gain better access. His teeth nipped, and his tongue invaded and consumed more than just my mouth.
I was his.
I sucked in needed air when he finally pulled back all of two centimeters.
“That was not cool. You aren’t getting away that easily. Do you get it now?”
I couldn’t help my relieved smile. “I get it,” I said against his lips.
He gave me another mind-blowing kiss that had me rising to my toes before he took my hand and walked me out to his car. After he settled behind the wheel, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his thigh keeping it there the entire way to the stadium. Neither of us spoke; Killian needed to focus on his game.
Security waved him through to the underground garage. It was much different than the day I attended the game with my friends. As we walked inside, I could sense Killian was no longer on the same mental realm as me, but he continued to hold my hand until he handed me off to security. No kiss. No hug. Not one word.
Killian was in the zone.
Thankfully, Malory waited. No one else was in the skybox. She threw her arms around me and I realized I so needed some form of human connection. She pulled away and we sat down so she didn’t need to crank her head back to speak with me. She wore a different team jersey, not quite as flashy as the one from the previous week, but she still looked gorgeous. “I can just imagine how you feel on your first game day with Killian,” she said enthusiastically. “How do you know I’m with him?” She laughed. “The entire team knows you’re with him. Don’t be a fool; this is the biggest gossip going at the moment.” Heat traveled over my cheeks, which only made her laugh harder. “So why would Killian having a woman with him be gossip? It’s more likely him not having a woman would add more to his rumor quota.” Her face took on a secretive look. “Don’t get me wrong…Killian dates lots of different women.” My stomach clenched, but she went on. “What he doesn’t do is hide them at his house and keep
Much like the first game, Killian only played until he made a touchdown early in the first quarter. There was no blown kiss this time, and his intensity for the game only seemed to increase. He stood with the head coach talking for the remainder of the first half. During halftime, I took a walk with my friends on the lower level where we eventually checked out one of the crowded pro-shops. Amanda and Malory talked me into a team jersey with number “twenty” and “MacGregor” on the back. I don’t know why I worried, but I couldn’t help thinking it might bother Killian. We made it back to our seats when the third quarter started. When the final whistle blew, I was past ready to see Killian. He drove the four of us to dinner, and I had no idea where that was going to be until we pulled up at Tillomans. “You okay with coming here?” I didn’t have a problem, though as far as my co-workers were concerned, my dating Killian would be out of the bag. I gave him a shy smile. “Yes, but I hope
“I like your friends,” Killian said into the quiet car after making sure Amanda managed to get out of the stadium parking lot. He squeezed my fingers slightly and then kissed the back of my hand, his lips hot against my skin. “I’m glad, and very sorry Amanda put you on the spot.” His gravelly chuckle made my thighs clench. “Wait until you meet my mother. She’ll know your shoe size within thirty minutes.” “I have big feet, so that’s kind of harsh.” “Your feet are perfect, but I agree with Amanda.” His grin went a little crooked. I rolled my eyes. “This can’t be good.” “No, I don’t think it is. You tend to think poorly of yourself. Mind telling me why?” Here it was…our first in-depth personal conversation. How I wished I’d asked the first question. I took a deep breath before speaking. “I was taller than anyone I knew by sixth grade. I grew so fast that my coordination didn’t catch up fully until around sixteen. I remember falling in the hallway once. My books went everywhere a
I wanted to believe him, to erase each insecurity. I wanted to be beautiful for Killian. His tongue made small circles against my back and then my side as he moved around my body. He was still on his knees and made it look graceful. “Put your hands on my shoulders and watch the mirror. Keep your eyes open; just watch.” His commanding tone held sensual promise. He lifted my left leg and moved it over his shoulder. I gripped his flesh hard then harder still when his tongue licked the flesh between my thighs. “I love the taste of you.” He did it again. “I enjoyed spending time with your friends, but god, I wanted to be here, doing this. It’s becoming impossible to keep my hands off you.” His fingers tightened slightly. “Watch the mirror.” My eyes drifted down so I had to jerk my head back up. One finger slid between the lips of my pussy, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. I felt it. I looked at my flushed face, staring into my own eyes. Killian loved my body. He didn’t see the aw
He dropped me at my apartment Monday morning and another slow week began. It was harder to leave him this time and he didn’t make it easier. We almost had sex in his car, in broad daylight. I went to work Wednesday night receiving sly glances from my co-workers. I actually didn’t think they expected me to come in. It hurt my pride a little that they would think I didn’t need a job just because I was dating Killian. Thursday night, I was back in my favorite hangout spot with Amanda and Lyle. I remained on the inquisition side while they double-teamed me again. “You’re flying to his game?” Lyle asked in a controlled voice. “Is there something wrong with flying to his game?” Amanda took over. “No, nothing wrong, but this is going pretty fast and we’re worried about you.” I wouldn’t tell them that I said those same words to Killian. “I’m a big girl now and I love you both, but my eyes are open.” Liar, liar pants on fire. They knew better, and just looked at me. “I’m changing the
A driver picked me up from my apartment and drove me to the airport late that afternoon. He handed me my plane ticket and waited while I checked in at curbside. I tried to give him a few dollars.“Mr. MacGregor took care of everything, ma’am. Have a safe trip.”Killian’s money bothered me.I needed to let the negative thought go, so I decided to treat this trip like a mini-vacation. My parents gave me an eReader as a Christmas gift two years before, so I downloaded the newest book by my favorite author. One of the only things I didn’t like about college was the guilt I felt if I read for pleasure. Study, study, study was my mantra.Of course, Killian bought me a first-class ticket. I felt truly spoiled, and after a brief argument with my subconscious, I again decided to enjoy myself.The plane arrived in Seattle late that night. Killian had told me another driver would pick me up at the airport; my heart skipped a beat when Killian stood waiting outside the terminal. He looked delicio
“Try on another.”Killian found a boutique on Madison Street that featured clothing for tall women. I knew they existed, but the designer labels were completely out of my price range. I’d tried on six dresses and each one fit better than anything I’d ever worn. I’d never pictured Killian as a shopper, but the man had taste. His whispered words of praise made me blush.“I like this one.” His fingers went to the side slit and grazed my thigh.I slapped his hand away and he laughed. The clerk winked and I walked back into the dressing room to continue my one-person modeling gig.I literally put my foot down when he tried to get me into five-inch heels.“I’ll break my neck. There’s no way I’m walking in those.”“What about these?”They were three-inches. Never with another man would I consider them but with Killian by my side, they had potential.“I’ll hold onto you so you don’t fall.” He added full dimples to the husky words.In the end, Killian picked a dress that I would wear that even
I woke up with a hangover and no Killian. There were two Ibuprofen along with a glass of water and a note beside the bed.Legs,Be back soon. Order yourself breakfast.KI placed my order. Killian didn’t return until an hour after it arrived. He brushed his lips against my cheek, made his way to the shower, and left me without a word. I’d smelled his sweaty, musky post-workout body. With a smile, I thought that I wouldn’t mind if he didn’t shower.When he came out, he turned on the television after sitting on the couch. He didn’t look at me or speak.This was game-day Killian.I took my shower, fixed my hair and makeup then grabbed my book. A large comfortable-looking chair sat close to the couch, but Killian stopped me before I settled in.“No. Here.” He spread his legs and pointed between them.I looked at the area he wanted me to occupy and decided to be comfortable. He didn’t seem to mind when I sat on the floor and rested my head against his inner thigh. He absently rubbed my sho