Page 33 of Hail Mary

It’s a fucking feat to try to remain calm and keep my face blank of emotion… not giveaway the fact her words have me wanting to jump for fucking joy like a toddler, but I won’t fall for this shit again, I can’t. Being away from her has been hell. I’ve thrown myself head first into training and prepping to take the field with the Patriots next season. It’s the only thing that has been able to keep my mind off her.

“What are you trying to say, Alexa?” I whisper hesitantly. If this is another one of her games, I don’t think I would be able to handle that.

She darts her tongue out and moistens her lips. “I could give a million reasons why I’m no good for you.” My heart skips a beat in anticipation of her leaving me, again. “But, I have one really good reason why you should pick me and not her.” This is the first time I’ve ever seen her nervous and it’s endearing to see.

“Tell me,” I push.

Her eyes begin to well with tears, making my breath lodge in my throat. Everything around us seems to fade away as she becomes the center of my orbit and my sole focus. My chest rises and falls rapidly as I wait for her to say the words I’ve been dreaming about hearing for weeks. She takes a shuddering breath, squares her shoulders and holds my gaze as she speaks. “You should pick me because I’m in love with you.” Tears leak from her eyes. “I know I did some fucked up shit to you and I’m sorry. I wanted to wear this jersey to your game but I couldn’t until I let go of the past.” I frown down at her. “I came to the game and watched you from a distance. I wanted to run to you when it was over, but I knew if I wanted to make this work with you, I needed to let go of Cody.”

“What does that mean?” I ask.

“I flew back to visit Cody and your… house.” My eyes widen.

“You went back to the house at CHU?” She nods. “Why?”

“I needed to see for myself that you did nothing wrong, I know you didn’t but I just had to see it and have no doubts. Katie told me what you did for Cody. I had no right to treat you the way I did, Corvin. I was an utter bitch and you still bailed me out and gave me a place to stay. I’m sorry I wasn’t in the seat at the game. I should have been and I’ll regret that forever but please, tell me I’m not too late.”

“Too late for what?”

Her face scrunched in pain. “Too late to tell you that I love you and want to be with you.” I clasp her face between my hands and use my thumbs to brush away her tears.

“Do you mean it?” She opens her mouth, but I push on, “I need you to be sure, Alexa, because if we do this, I’m all in. I’m a possessive son of a bitch and I don’t share, baby, not even with my boys.”

“What about theTHOT?” she grits out and I laugh. She glares at me.

“Did you really just call myagenta hoe?” Embarrassment clouds her features, her mouth hangs open and I grin. “Yeah, baby,that hoe over thereis my agent, not my girlfriend.” If I wasn’t afraid that she would rip my dick off, I’d snap a pic of her face right now. It’s a mix between shame, guilt and victory.

She shrugs her shoulders, trying to act cool but we both know she just got knocked down a peg. “Well, what did you expect me to think, Reaper?”

I purse my lips and decide to be honest about something before I put her out of her misery. “Since you now know I had nothing to do with Cody’s death, can we maybe stop with theReapername?” The moment she frowns and scrunches her face up, I tense knowing this is about to cause a fight. I open my mouth ready to backpedal until she pushes my sweats down her legs and kicks them to the side, while never breaking eye contact with me.

Alexa

I love the way his eyes spark with need. I slowly back up until the backs of my knees hit the bed. “At the start, I called you Reaper for obvious reasons but as time went on, the meaning behind the name changed.” He takes a step toward me, then pauses as he grips the hem of his shirt and yanks it over his head tossing it to the side. I drink in the sight of his chiseled body and fight the moan from breaking free—fuck, his body is a work of art. He comes at me but stops, keeping an inch of space between us.

“Changed to what?”

It takes me a second to remember what we were talking about thanks to the distraction of his perfectness on display. “I now call you Reaper because you killed any chance of me not loving you.” His eyes widen at my declaration. “I’m gonna say this one last time, Reaper, I love you and want you but the question is, do you feel the same way?”

The words are barely out of my mouth before he’s on me, crashing his lips against mine. I open for him and moan the moment the taste of him hits my senses. I wrap my arms around his neck as he slides his hand between our bodies and cups my pussy. I gasp and break the kiss.

“This is mine,” he growls as he slips a finger inside my tight wet hole, forcing a cry from me. “Your age means nothing to me, jail bait. You’re legal. If anyone has a problem with us, then I’ll take care of it. I love you, Alexa,” he says as he continues to work his finger in and out of me, making it near impossible to focus on anything he just said. He leans down and places open-mouthed kisses on my neck. I grip his arms for support as I open my legs wider, giving him better access to finger fuck me. “You let anyone else touch my pussy, jail bait?” he growls before biting my neck and sucking the flesh into his mouth.

“Fuck!” I cry out. He releases my neck and draws back to meet my gaze as he lazily fingers my cunt.

“Answer me.” Corvin is kind, loving and sweet on the daily, but the moment you get him in the bedroom it’s like a switch flicks. He becomes this dominant ultra-possessive beast that you want to obey without thought.

“No. No one touched me.”

He smiles approvingly. “Good girl.” I moan, hearing those two words from him always gets me wet. He pulls his finger out and I whimper. I watch as he brings that finger to his mouth and sucks it clean, moaning at the taste. My mouth parts slightly. “Hmm, you taste good baby.” I swallow audibly too transfixed on the sight of him sucking my juices off his finger to respond. “Get on the bed and open your legs, I want to look at my pussy.”

Fuck, his words have my clit throbbing with need. I do as he says and climb on the bed. Rolling over, I rest back against the pillows, bend my legs at the knees and part them. I keep my eyes on him as I watch his reaction. His eyes darken immediately at the sight, his gaze remaining on my pussy as he reaches down and pops the button on his jeans, then yanks the zipper down. He pushes his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion, his cock springing free and slapping against his stomach. The sight of his hard dick has my mouth watering for a taste. He leans forward, wraps his arms around my thighs and buries his face in my pussy.

“Fuck,” I scream out and arch off the bed, there is no work up or playing around. His tongue pushes inside my wet hole as he brings his hand over the top of my thigh and presses his thumb against my clit. It’s been weeks since I’ve come, so I know I won’t last much longer at this pace. He isn’t coaxing an orgasm from me, he’s forcing it out of me and I’m slightly terrified of the feelings swirling inside me. I feel like it will rip me apart. “Corvin, it’s too much,” I plead. He keeps circling my clit with his thumb as he draws his face back and stares up at me.

“Come all over my fucking face now or you don’t get to come at all tonight.” Before a protest can formulate, he buries his face in my pussy. There isn’t a thing I can do except trust him to hold me together, as I tear apart from the orgasm he is ripping out of me. The moment I come, I scream his name, so loud people on the floor below us would be able to hear. I feel like a tidal wave has ripped its way through my body. My vision blurs and my limbs lock up as the most intense orgasm I have experienced courses through my body. Corvin brings me down slowly, knowing that I need to be eased down or risk passing out. As the final aftershock leaves me, he crawls up my limp body and smashes his lips against mine. He shoves his tongue inside my mouth, wanting me to taste my own release and I’ll admit, it’s the hottest fucking thing ever, sucking my cum off his tongue. He breaks the kiss and smirks sexily down at me. “Good girl.”

Fuck, I just realized I have a praise kink and judging from the look in his eyes, he already picked up on that fact. He reaches between our bodies and lines his cock up with my entrance. I open my legs as wide as I can to accommodate him better, but the man is double my size so it’s a bit hard. The moment I feel the head of his cock prodding at my entrance and a wave of heat runs through me. He holds my gaze as he slowly pushes inside me. This moment, right here, is so intense. Yes, his cock slowly inching side of me is part of the reason, but majority of the reason is because we both have no walls up. He is letting me see the love he feels for me and I’m showing him without words that I’m madly in love with him. This is a moment I’ll never forget.

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