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“Yes,” she rasps. “Give me your cum, Knox. I want it to cover me.”

Fucking hell.

My breathing is heavy, and moans are slipping out as I’m pumping myself faster. Harlow whispers encouragements, begging me to come on her, and it’s enough to push me over the edge.

“Harlow, fuck!”I scream as my white-hot climax erupts from me, covering her from tits to stomach.

I pump until there’s nothing left, until everything is drained from me. As I catch my breath, she takes a finger, dragging it through the release coating her. With her finger now covered, she brings it to her mouth and licks it off, moaning softly when she does.

“Fucking Christ, baby. If I wasn’t spent right now, that would make me so hard.”

“I’ll just have to keep that in my back pocket then.” She laughs before I lean down to kiss her, bringing my body down on top of her. “Knox, I’m a sticky mess. Why did you lay on top of me?”

I just laugh. “Harlow, I’ve been taking care of myself for years. This is not the first time I’ve had my cum on me.”

“When was the last time you took care of yourself then, huh?”

“Yesterday morning,” I answer, unashamed. “Didn’t think we’d end the night with you in my bed, so I had to get myself off to the thought of what it would be like.”

“That’s honest.” She softly kisses me. “I like honest Knox.”

I shift us now, rolling myself so I’m on my back with Harlow beside me, my arm wrapped around her. “I’ve always been honest with you,” I say. “Hell, I told you about Emily. Aside from Simon and my lawyer, you’re the only one who knows.”

She looks at me in surprise. “I’m the only one who knows? Not even Cole, Lane, or Josh?”

“Nope. It’s just you. You’re the only one I’ve ever been… comfortable enough with to share that.”

Her smile reaches her eyes. “I’m happy you were able to share that with me then. I’m so happy that you’re comfortable with me.”

Harlow rests her head on my arm as I gently run my fingers through her golden blonde hair. “In the name of honesty, I’ll tell you this.” She looks at me curiously. “I’ve never been as comfortable around anyone as I am with you.”

“Really?” she asks shyly.

“Really. It’s a little strange since we didn’t know each other well before the season, but once I started getting to know you, I was just immediately comfortable. You have such a calming demeanor.”

She doesn’t say anything with words, but her expression tells me everything.

The sweet look tells me she feels honored to be the only one who knows something so monumental about me.

Her soft smile tells me she’s happy to be where she is right now.

And the sparkle in her ocean eyes tells me that this woman is so fucking special.

This is the happiest I’ve been in seven years, possibly ever. I don’t feel alone with my demons anymore because Harlow has made it clear that I have all of her support.

I’ve spent so damn long keeping those close to me at arm’s length and everyone else out entirely. I’ve only ever been revered as Knox the baseball player. For years, I told myself that’s all I actually wanted.

Then Harlow came along and changed everything. Because while she likes Knox the baseball player, she also celebrates Knox theperson. To her, I’m more than just what I can do on the mound. I feel like I’m human again, which is something I didn’t realize I was missing.

But the woman nuzzling herself into my chest right now came in when I least expected it and became everything I never knew I needed. I didn’t think I needed somebody who was the epitome of sunshine, but now I can’t imagine a day without her. I like the warmth she radiates and the comfort she brings.

And as I realize what all of that means, my stomach starts to sink. Because that’s not what was supposed to happen. None of this is real.

But that doesn’t change the fact that I understand what’s happening. I recognize the way I feel around Harlow. It was the same way I felt seven years ago.

It’s the start of falling for somebody…and that fucking terrifies me.

thirty-four

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