Chapter 18

Maybe I should ask Perry for some reed diffuser recommendations. They sure would help this whole house feel a little more homely.

Except, Perry isn't going to want to recommend me anything now Gio hates me.

I try not to sob again, but it's hard. He heard everything I had to say, and he left. Left me.

I pull up my phone and open my message app. Maybe I should text him. Maybe I'm not being fair. He was blindsided by everything I said. I go to our message thread, and the first thing I see is a lot of photos of my asshole, which is clearly in need of a wax. Nestled in between all the hair photos, tacked on the end, probably by accident, is a photo of Gio and me. I can tell by the pose it's one of the pictures Perry took of us. I'm laughing, and he is looking up at me like I'm the only thing on Earth that matters.

Like he loves me.

I sit up so fast my brain rattles.

Gio loves me back.

It doesn't matter that he ran away. I'm going to find him, drag him back to bed, and convince him to open up that stubborn heart of his. I stand up and start looking for my sneakers when Gio, Charlie, who is buck naked and dripping wet, and a couple of other guys on the team crash through the door.

Gio's hair is full of twigs and leaves, there are drops of blood on his sweater, which only has one arm intact, and he isn't wearing any shoes.

"What the fuck is going on?" I pull Gio to me and start looking him over.

"Your bodyguards didn't want me to see you, but I had to. Tucker, I have to explain everything to you." Gio's eyes are wild and desperate, like a wild animal caught in a trap.

"We can talk, but first, I need to talk to these guys." I look up at my teammates and put on my scariest I'm going to destroy you football face. "What did you do to him?"

Charlie is the only teammate that stays. Someone mumbles, "fuck this" and the others race off.

Pussies.

"Dude, he looked like that when he crashed through my bathroom window. I just started chasing him," Charlie looks at the back of Gio's head. I've never seen him with such a serious expression. "You good here?"

"Yeah, man, thanks," I smile at him. He nods and heads out of my room, cock and balls swinging proudly. I lock the door behind him and turn to Gio.

"Let's clean you up."

"No, that can wait. We need to talk. Please." I hate that look on his face. So scared and unsure.

"Yeah, okay. I want to say I'm-"

"I love you!" Gio shouts. "Shit, I didn't mean to just blurt that out, but I had to tell you. You need to know, even if you can't forgive me for running away. You need to have all the information, and the biggest bit is that I"m in love with you."

I can't help but stare at him as he nervously runs his hand through his hair showering my room in the local flora.

"I know," I smile at him.

He looks uncertain. "You know?"

"I saw a photo of the two of us, and you were staring at me like a man in love. I was actually on my way to fight for you again."

"You are never going to have to fight for me ever again, Tucker," he chokes out. I hold my arms out, and he sobs as he rushes into them.

This is what peace feels like. The feel of the man I love in my arms.

"I wasn't running away completely," It comes out muffled as his face is buried in my shirt. "I went to my parents to wait for you, but then my family said they heard all of what happened because it was on the radio, and my dad made me realize that it probably looked to you like I didn"t want you, but I do."

He looks up at me.

"I'm done being scared. I trust you, and I trust in us. We're going to have the best fucking future, and my nonna promises to teach you enough Italian so you can order all the pizza you want."

A loud laugh escapes me. "I love you, Gio."

His breath hitches, and he slams his mouth into mine. If he thinks he's in control this time, he is mistaken. Sliding my hand up his body, I cup the back of his neck, controlling this kiss, and taking everything I want from Gio.

My boyfriend.

My man.

My everything.

"I need you, sweetheart," I growl out and start to take his ruined sweater off when I remember the blood stains. "What did you do?"

Gio snorts as a delicious blush overtakes his cheeks. "I didn't think anyone would let me in, so I decided to climb a tree, except the fucker was against me, and I fell into the bushes twice before I finally made it through a window. Unfortunately, Charlie was in the shower and I panicked and started running through the house and opening doors until I got to this one."

I laugh so fucking hard I have tears in my eyes. "I wish I had seen that."

"I think you probably will. I saw more than one phone pointed in my direction." He sits on my bed and buries his head in his hands. "I'm going to be the laughingstock of the campus."

I shrug and sit down next to him. "I don't know. I think my accidental grand gesture might beat you out. Wait, why couldn't you find my room? You've been here before."

"Yeah, I was paying more attention to your ass, then where we were going," he snorts. He runs his hands through his messy hair. "Thank you, Tucker. For giving me another chance."

"It was never a question, sweetheart. I fell hard for you." I take his hand.

"The footballer and the cheerleader." Gio turns his head to face me with a smirk. "Shame you're not the quarterback."

"Shame you're not the head cheerleader." I retort before capturing his lips in another scorching kiss.

The feel of his tongue sliding alongside mine is enough to make me hard. It has the same effect on Gio because when he scrambles to climb onto my body, straddling me, and never breaking the kiss. I feel his hard cock press into mine through too many layers of clothing.

He slowly starts thrusting against me, and the feel of his heavy balls moving on top of my own makes me feel insane with lust. I run my hands over any part of his body I can touch, desperately holding myself back from grabbing his hips and taking over. I want nothing more than to flip us and to rut hard against his beautiful, chiseled body.

"We need to be naked," he gasps out, shedding both of our clothes in between kisses.

"You are so smart. We really do," I press kisses along his neck, sucking as I go. "Ride my dick, sweetheart."

"Fuck," he pants out. "Okay, I need you to prep me quickly. No taking your time. I need to be bouncing on your cock in less than five minutes."

I throw him onto the bed and grab the lube coating my fingers, and even though I'm prepping him quickly, it takes longer than five minutes. There is no way I'm going to hurt him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Tucker, I need you now, god damnit." He moves my hand away from his ass, which is a crying shame, and pushes me over so I'm laying on my back. Quicker than a blink, he has lined up my cock to his entrance, and his hot hole is swallowing me down.

I grab his hips and still him. "You need to give me a second," I say through gritted teeth. "I am not going to be a two-pump chump after we just did love declarations."

Gio laughs, then leans over and presses a kiss to my lips. "We have forever right, and we're both athletes in our early twenties. If you come quickly, then you can suck my dick, and we go again in half an hour."

I look at him in wonder."You are fucking smart." I slap his ass, earning me a yelp. "Start bouncing."

Gio doesn't ease himself, or me, into it. He starts fucking himself on my cock with so much enthusiasm I know immediately I am fighting a losing battle. My man barely gets to double digits before I am roaring his name and coating his insides with my cum.

His lust drenched eyes stay on me as he rides me through my orgasm. The moment I'm done, he lifts off of my cock and knee walks up the bed, still straddling me.

I open wide, and he shoves his leaking cock in my mouth. I hollow out my cheeks and swallow him down. It's giving me a flashback to nine days ago when we first had sex. I can't believe this is where we are now. Except this time, I stick two fingers inside his hole so I can feel my release inside him. My caveman claim on Gio. I finger fuck him until I find that special spot that I know is going to send him to nirvana.

"Tucker, gonna come. Tucker, TUCK, TUCK, TUUUCK."

I can't help but puff up my chest, and I drink his cum, knowing I brought him that pleasure. Me.

He flops down over me like my very own human shaped blanket.

"I'm going to have a nap now, and when we wake up, I want you inside me again, okay?" he mumbles. "Love you, Tucker."

I breathe him in. "Love you too, Giovanni."

He makes a cute noise, almost like a purr, that evens out into a snore.

I want to pinch myself.

Gio loves me.