Catching Summer (Second Chances #6)(33)

“That might have been a good thing. I wasn’t in my right mind back then. So much has changed.”

He tapped my glass with his. “I’ll drink to that.”

I drank the rest of my wine, and he poured me another glass. “Are you going to miss seeing me at the field every day?” I asked. Now that my first-aid and CPR certifications were renewed, my time with the team was done, at least until Kate took time off with the baby. I would probably help out a little bit, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to do it full-time while she was gone. Lara and Grayson would still need me at the restaurant.

Gently, Evan placed his hands on my knees and spread my legs apart so he could stand between them. My insides clenched with just the simple touch of his body to mine. “I will, but now you’ll have nights free to be with me. I’d rather not share you with my teammates.”

“Why, Evan, were you jealous?” I teased.

He drank the rest of his wine, keeping his hungry gaze on mine. “I’m not going to lie. Seeing the way they looked at you was enough to drive me in-f*cking-sane.”

Setting my glass down, I placed my hands on his cheeks. “You don’t have to worry about that now. I’m yours…completely.” I took a deep breath and reached for his hand, his heated gray gaze swirling with desire. I guided his hand up to my shoulder and slid it down, along with my dress strap.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked huskily.

I nodded and dropped the other strap of my dress. “Yes.”

Leaning over, he placed his lips on my shoulder, kissing his way up my neck. His cock grew hard between my legs, pushing into me. “How long has it been?”

“Not since Austin,” I whispered.

He looked down at me, his gaze sad. “I understand.”

Reaching behind me, he unclasped my bra and tossed it on the floor. Bare from the waist up, I heard a rumble of satisfaction growling in his chest when he looked at me. He picked me up in his arms and carried me to the master bedroom, setting me down on the large bed. Once all of his clothes were gone, and I had slid my dress off, he climbed onto the bed and spread me wide. “I promise to go slow, sunshine. I don’t want to hurt you.”

I glanced down at his thick length and shivered, my body growing wet at the sight. “I’ll be fine as long as you make love to me.”

He kissed his way down my leg to the inside of my thigh and slid his tongue down my slit. My body jerked and I gasped, wanting more. Entering me with his tongue, he fondled my clit with his nose and breathed me in. “You’re so wet,” he growled. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and pushed them inside with ease. Holy hell, I wanted to feel him inside me. I didn’t care if it hurt; I just wanted to feel the connection. I was so close to losing control, but he pulled back before my orgasm could peak.

Kissing his way up my stomach, he latched onto a nipple, sucking it greedily. I arched off the bed and whimpered. Chuckling, he flicked his tongue across a sensitive peak before hovering above me, the tip of him pressing against my opening. “I know you were close. But I want to be inside you when you come.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

Lowering his body onto mine, he circled his cock in my wetness before pushing. My body instantly clenched, wanting more of him…all of him. But he kept his word and glided in slowly, determined not to hurt me. His body rocked gently back and forth until he was fully submerged inside of me. I moaned in the pleasure and pain of it and he groaned, picking up his pace. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I held on tight as he made love to me. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I let myself fully open up to him, letting him in. Our bodies moved perfectly together, in sync. My orgasm built, and without warning, it exploded from within. Digging my nails in his back, I rode wave after wave of pleasure until he released inside me, all warm and thick. His breaths came out deep, almost like growls, as he regained his composure. I didn’t want him to see my tears, but when he looked down at me, he saw them. He turned my face to the side to be sure and swiped his fingers along the wetness.

“Fuck, Summer, did I hurt you?”

Swallowing hard, I shook my head and tried not to let any more tears fall, hoping my voice didn’t crack. “No, it was amazing.”

“Then why are you crying?”

He held my face in his hands, his eyes boring into mine, refusing to let me go until I answered. “I’m scared. I didn’t realize it until now,” I confessed.

“What are you scared of?” he asked gently.

Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and opened them back up. “I’m scared of losing you. I already lost one love of my life and I don’t think I can handle it again.”

His smile took my breath away. “I’m not going anywhere, sunshine. Not unless you tell me to go.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.” Pulling out of me, he lay down on his back, pulling me to his chest. His heart thumped against my ear, and it soon lulled me to sleep. And never once did I awake from a nightmare.





Chapter 17


Summer


The crowd cheered for their home team, but we were dominating the field. We were up by fifteen points with half the game left to play. Football could be brutal, and I was witnessing it firsthand. Today, I wasn’t really liking the sport.