Love in Game (De La Fuente Family 6)

Sloshing the water, Felicity turns and forces my legs together as she straddles me, her pussy resting against the length of my erection. “I’m so glad you have a huge tub.” She places my hands back on her breasts. “Touch me, Kasey. Touch me while I ride you like this.”

The feel of her surrounding me is driving me crazy and it takes everything in me, and more, to not fuck her hard and fast. My hands slide over her breasts and nipples like silk because of the water and soap. I pinch her slippery nipples at the same time as I nudge her clit with my dick, and then I’m arching up, squirting hard against my chest. Felicity’s small, but long moan as her hips jerk around my cock makes me come even harder.

Once she’s coming down from the high, she slumps against my chest, my dick letting out one last stream of semen as she does.

“We’re explosive together,” she mumbles.

Smiling, I hold her tightly in my arms. “That’s because we were made to be together.”

Chuckling softly, she slides over to my side and snuggles against me. “I’m exhausted but I want you to talk to me. Tell me about the game coming up.”

I wrap a curl of hair around my finger. “It’s a big game for the team, against the Detroit Raiders. Coach wants me back training the day after tomorrow.” I kiss the top of her head. “Will you come and watch the game?”

I feel her smiling against my chest. “I’d love to.” She kisses my chest. “Does your family ever watch you play?”

“When they’re around they do.” I laugh. “It makes me ten times more nervous having them in the audience.”

“Will it make you nervous having me there?”

“A bit,” I admit. “But it will make me happy having you there more than anything.”

“So, you’re going to take me home, huh?”

I smile at her question because that’s something I’d been expecting earlier, until we’d gotten sidetracked. “I’ll take you home once we know what’s going on with your brother. Maybe take him as well.”

She sloshes around and meets my gaze, so I continue, “I want him to meet my family as well, Felicity. He’s all you have.” I shrug.

With tears in her eyes, she cups my face and softly kisses my lips. “Thank you. I’m so damn lucky to have you.”

“I’m glad you feel that way because you’re not going to be getting rid of me.” I kiss her quickly.

A few minutes later I have us towel dried and wrapped around each other.

“Tonight,” she whispers, “has been one of the best nights of my life. I’ve never felt as close to anyone as I do to you right now. It’s really nice not being lonely, and you keep that at bay. Please don’t ever let that change.”

“Never.” I hug her tightly, vowing to myself that she’ll never be lonely again.

16

Felicity

The seat is hard under my bottom, causing me to fidget back and forth to find a more comfortable position. But nothing will make me mov

e from where Kasey has directed me. It’s the first time that I’ll have seen him play and I’m so damn excited.

All around me the arena fills up and the children especially snag my attention because they’re buzzing with their barely contained excitement.

Kasey had gotten himself worked up because I’m out here alone, but I mean, how can I be alone with thousands of people around me? I know that wasn’t what he meant, but I had to reassure him that I’d be safe.

The past few days with him have been wonderful, although busy. His days have been filled with training, while mine have been spent sitting with my brother. Trying to keep him entertained when he’s used to running around isn’t easy and I’m guessing frustrating as hell for him. I know it is for me. But he’s doing better and the swelling is going down, even though he still can’t feel his legs.

I would have loved to have him here with me but that isn’t in the cards, and I really don’t know whether it ever will be. I think I’m afraid that if his career is over that he won’t be able to be around the ice anymore, which will make me sad.

Focusing on the ice, I smile now that the Maverick’s mascot is skating around the rink, exciting the fans. The enthusiasm fills my veins as I jump up with the rest of the crowd. Late arrivals move past my end seat and fill up the row beside me.

Kasey had told me that this game was a sellout, so he was lucky to get me a seat. He also made sure that I was fully supporting him by outfitting me in his numbered shirt. His number, twenty-six, is on my back along with his name. He enjoyed seeing me wearing it because it means that I’m his.

I promised him that if they won today’s game then I’d wear the shirt for him, and only the shirt. His eyes had darkened, but then I’d had to leave him to find my seat while he’d gone to get ready in the locker room.