When we got to Killian’s house, he took me out back to his humungous swimming pool. I hadn’t packed my suit and looked around for a way out. “You won’t need it,” he said with a sexy leer, obviously guessing what caused my anxiety. He stripped me down, then himself, and pulled my hand until the water surrounded us. It was perfect. He began swimming laps while I leaned back on a rounded step and watched. Maybe he was a nudist. I’d never known anyone so comfortable in their naked skin. I admired his arms as he ate up the length of the pool, turned around, and repeated the process. I lost count of his laps and just enjoyed the pool’s cool water and my favorite pair of arms in the entire world. His naked ass propelling through the water wasn’t bad either. Eventually, those big powerful arms brought him to me. He circled my hips and lifted me half out of the pool. My palms rested on his shoulders as he held me up. For the first time, outside of me being above him in bed, I looked down a

Dinner with the star quarterback of the Phoenix Scorpions was not what I expected. Football fans requested autographs, asked questions about the coming season, and even took a few pictures. Killian handled it like everything else he did. He smiled, made the pictures something to remember, and talked the talk about his team. For the most part, once our dinner arrived, they left us alone. “Sorry about that. I should have warned you.” My teasing smile came through. “I’m sure it was hard for you the morning you took me and Lyle to breakfast and no one paid you any attention.” “The only things hard that morning were my burning calves and my cock. All I could think about was getting you home and tapping that sweet pussy.” I took a drink of water, looking around to see if anyone heard what he said. I was learning very quickly that teasing Killian had consequences. I’m not sure what came over me, but I decided to test my theory. I reached under the table and checked to see just how hard

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

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 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