Isaac grabs it from me and opens a question, “What is one place you’ve always wanted to visit? Ireland,” he answers quickly as he pulls the next one.
“When do you feel most loved by me? Always.”
He reads another one, “Do you need anything more fromme in our relationship? No. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a man.”
He unfolds another slip, “What do you find sexy about me. Everything.” He tosses the bowl aside. “I can’t wait any longer.”
Then he’s on top of me and clothes are flying.
TWENTY-SIX
ISAAC
It’s been three weeks since my injury and I missed two games. Getting back to practice today was great. I was starting to go a little insane with boredom. I’m looking forward to a quiet evening with Evan. Instead of taking a shower at the stadium, I rushed home to meet him. I didn’t want to wait any longer to see my man. When I emerge from the bathroom, he’s sitting at my kitchen table with his laptop and a glass of red wine. I pour myself a glass and join him, leaning for a quick kiss.
“What’s this?”
“My reviews. I’ve been trying to get up the nerve to look at them for a month. Hope told me the ones she saw were good, but I was still afraid to look at them.”
“Was she right? I can’t imagine anyone giving you a bad review,” I tell him, thinking more about the mind-blowing fort sex we had a few nights ago than his job. We also spent time the next day ordering a few sex toys online. I can’t wait to try them out.
“You would be wrong there.” Evan’s voice pulls me from my sexy memory. I focus on him and listen intently. “I do have three bad reviews, but they are from the same employee, and he is basically a pissed-off jerk who thought he could intimidate me and get paid without doing any actual work. His reviews were written the two times I wrote him up and then the day I fired him. I really don’t care what he thinks.”
“What about the others?”
“They are all great. My lowest rating is a 4 and most of them are 5s. Hope told me this, but I didn’t believe her. The comments are really nice ‘Best boss ever.’ ‘Evan is easy to work for and treats us fairly.’ ‘Evan doesn’t mind stepping in and working alongside his employees any time there is a need for extra hands.’ I can’t believe they like me.”
“I have no doubt they love you. You are great at your job.”
“Enough of this,” he says, closing the computer. “I want to spend time with you. How was your first day back at practice?”
“Rough. I’m exhausted. Doing practically nothing for two weeks makes it difficult to get back into the action. I’m sore as hell, but the hot shower helped.”
“I wouldn’t say you didnothing. You certainly didsomethinglast night and a few nights ago,” he reminds me. Memories of last night flash in my mind. It was fun, but not as much fun as the sex we had in the blanket fort a few nights ago. Those are damn good images.
“More likesomeone,” I growl.
“I’ll rub your sore muscles tonight after dinner.” He pats my leg and starts to stand up, but I pull him back to the chair kissing him again.
I break the kiss and growl, “Oh, I have a muscle you can rub.” I put Evan’s hand on my hardening cock.
Evan rubs one hand over my shorts, while the othersnakes its way up my chest and around my neck, pulling me in for another kiss. My phone rings, but I ignore it and deepen the kiss. Pushing his chair back, Evan drops to his knees and pulls on my shorts. I lift myself enough for him to get the shorts from under me and he pulls them down to my ankles. My phone rings again, but I’m focused on Evan licking my thighs and ignore the call. People need to leave me the hell alone. I’m a little busy.
“Oh, god,” I moan as Evan licks up my shaft then takes me in his mouth.
I wrap a hand in his hair and push him down further. He chokes a little, so I release him. He lifts his mouth to my tip before sliding it down my shaft again. Shit, that feels good.
He bobs his head up and down slowly at first then faster for a few minutes before slowing down again. It’s driving me fucking mad. Every time I get close, he slows down, torturing me in the best possible way.
I’ve ignored two more calls, reveling in the feel of Evan’s mouth on me. He slides his mouth down slowly until I hit the back of his throat. He cups my balls with one hand and gently squeezes them while pinching my nipple with the other hand, and I explode into his throat. Shit, that didn’t last long enough.
He sits back in his chair, licking his lips with a satisfied smile.
“Proud of yourself?”
“Yep.”
“Thank you.” I kiss him. “That was amazing. It’s my turn to take care of you.” As I stand up, planning to carry him to the bedroom, my phone rings again. I let out a deep sigh.