6. Matt

6

MATT

One night. All she wants is one night, and I’m already trying to figure out how to see her again.

I hate hearing about her ex. Not only because of the way he treated her but because of the fact I don’t want to think about her with someone else. She’s mine and has been since I first laid eyes on her. But obviously, I can’t tell her that. I have a feeling she’d freak if I even hinted at that.

Her breathing starts to even out, and I know she’s asleep. She pushes into me, burying herself deeper against me, and I hold her tighter.

I fight sleep. If I sleep, I’m going to miss how it feels with her in my arms. Since her confession, I’ve felt a sense of unease and foreboding. I understand her theory and why she thought she wanted only one night, but I’m going to prove her wrong. I’m going to prove to her that I’m exactly what she wants and needs.

My mind is going crazy. It’s like everything is whirling in there at once. I’m thinking of April and the feel of her body against mine. I take a breath, and her scent has my cock hardening again already. And it’s outrageous, but I’m trying to figure out what to do. I’m supposed to go back home to Texas later this week. I need to see my family, who I haven’t gotten to spend a lot of time with since I was traded to the Eagles. But can I really leave and not see April again until spring? No fuckin’ way.

Questions start to form in my head. Should I stay in my apartment in Jasper until spring season? Should I find something in Whiskey Run? Should I wake her up and tell her what I’m thinking? I lean my head down and kiss the top of her head. Definitely not. She’ll think I’m crazy and probably kick me out of here.

No, I need to handle this one day at a time.

It’s hours later, and I feel as if I’ve just fallen asleep when she jostles next to me. We’re facing each other, still naked, and my cock is hard, pressed against her belly.

She looks so sweet, and the small smile on her face tells me she’s satisfied or dreaming of something nice. I hope it’s about me.

I’m waxing all poetic, and that’s not me. That’s not who I am. Fuck, the guys would have a field day if they saw this softer side of me. I’m supposed to be tough, and up until this very moment I would have said I’m the toughest offensive lineman in the league. Just don’t get me started on April because once I do, I can feel the guard I have on my heart softening, and for the first time, I want someone to see me for me. Not the tough guy, not the pro football player, and not the rich guy with endorsements. I want her to see me as the man I am. A man that was raised by a single mom and has worked his whole life to get where he’s at. A man that protects his family and his friends no matter what. And a man that has been lost, searching for something and who is pretty sure he’s found it—or her—tonight.

April stirs next to me, and her groggy voice fills the darkness. “Matt?”

She’s reaching out like she’s searching for me, and I don’t even try to contain my smile. “Yeah, baby. I’m right here.”

“Are you leaving?” she asks.

I want to ask her if she wants me to, but I’m afraid of the answer. “No, I’m not leaving.”

She sighs, and maybe it’s me being hopeful, but she seems happy with my answer. “Okay.”

I slide my hand down her back and cup her naked ass. She lifts her leg and lays it over mine, getting us closer. All I have to do is move her up a little bit and I can have her again. The thought penetrates my mind until I’m as hard as a rock. She feels it, and I’m about to lift away when she raises up and smiles at me. The only light is the moonlight streaming through the half-closed curtains. Instead of moving her up, she slides down my body, and I suck in a breath. Fuck, my lower body jerks as she comes to rest between my legs. She hovers over me, and when her pink tongue comes out and touches the tip of my penis, I let out a guttural groan. She takes me deep into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. “Aaaaah!” I moan. She cups my balls as she slides her tongue up and down the length of me. She moves, moaning around my shaft, making my lower belly pull. I won’t last.

I touch the back of her neck. She slows down but doesn’t stop.

“April,” I say huskily.

She looks up at me, and it takes everything I have not to come right then. Her eyes on me with my dick in her mouth is going to be my kryptonite. My hips jerk. “Honey, I’m going to come.”

She moans but doesn’t lift off. She doesn’t look like she wants to, either. She keeps taking me, deeper and deeper, and finally I can’t hold back. She finishes me as my hips jerk erratically, shooting my cum down her throat. She takes it all, licking her lips when she pops off her lips with a smack.

She climbs up my body and snuggles against my chest. A part of me was afraid she’d be back in the mode of the one-night nonsense and try to kick me out the door, but she hasn’t yet. I cup her ass, bringing her against me tighter. “I swear I almost blacked out there for a minute. I just need to recover a little and then I’m going to take care of you.”

“No way, we’re even now,” she says and then yawns.

I pull away a little to look down at her face on my chest. “Even? What do you mean even?”

“I mean I came twice earlier. Now we’re even.”

My forehead creases. I don’t know if I like this logic. I don’t want to be even. Does she think this is a game and I’m keeping count? Making sure I’m getting mine before I go? Fuck that. This is definitely not a game to me.

I push her until she’s lying on her back and I’m hovering over her. Her eyes round, and she gasps as I lower my body over hers. She’s looking up at me, and I tell her exactly what I’m thinking. “Your logic is a little fucked up.”

She smirks. “How so?”

“Because when you get yours... I get mine. You think the taste of your pussy on my lips isn’t doing something for me? Because it is... I put my lips on you, my tongue on you, or my dick in you... I’m getting mine too. But yeah, honey, you wanna think you owe me? That’s fine... I’ll take it.”

Her smile is instantaneous, and I can’t resist showing her exactly what having her on my tongue does for me.