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The season starts tomorrow. It’s going to be my final one playing in the league. I’d planned on renewing my contract and playing another three to five years. When Heidi announced she was pregnant, that plan changed in a hurry.
I’m not going to be one of those dads who doesn’t see his kid for months at a time just so he can squeeze out a few million more dollars that he doesn’t really need.
My life as a famous athlete is great, but I’m actually looking forward to driving kids to school in the minivan, throwing barbecues for the neighbors, and watching the games on TV for a change.
Heidi had decided that rather than accepting the internship, she should turn in Mr. Jenkins to prevent him from being able to hurt any other women. She’s going to start her own non-profit helping people get their finances under control but not until after she has our baby.
“Where are you taking me?” Heidi asks as we turn the corner during our daily walk.
Her free hand is resting over her baby-bump. We’ve both been doing that a lot more since we can feel the baby moving. One of my favorite ways to spend the night is in bed, watching a movie, and feeling the kid kick my hand.
I’m certain he’s going to become a field goal kicker or soccer player.
“When are you going to let the doc tell us whether it’s a boy or girl?”
She shoots back, “Definitely not until you tell me where we’re going.”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
“You and your surprises and mysteries. I’m surprised you didn’t blindfold me.”
“That sounds like a great idea for tonight when we are back in bed.”
Heidi gives my ass a squeeze. “That is a date, mister. You have any handcuffs?”
Pregnancy has not hurt either of our sex drives at all.
I’m not sure which of us she plans on being handcuffed, but it’s tempting enough I nearly order us to return home immediately to find out.
Fortunately, we’re already at our destination.
“The library?” Heidi asks. “I thought you hated reading.”
“I thought that too, but I’ve been reading some of the books you leave around the house and...well, I’m going to need something to pass the time while I’m on the road this year. I’m not going to be spending my free time at the bars, trying to pick up chicks.”
“You’ve been reading my romance books?”
“Those are romances? With all the kinky sex in them, I thought they were porn.” When she threatens to punch me in the chest, I add, “Just kidding. I’m as surprised as you, but I love them. And not just for the sex scenes. So I decided it was time for me to get a library card so I can check out a bunch before the trips. Besides, I know how much you love libraries. I’m doing my part to help support them.”
It takes several minutes to get my card, especially when a few people recognize me and ask for a picture of us together. With my card in hand, Heidi drags me straight to a shelf she’s familiar with.
She hands me a book. “We’ll read it together tonight. Trust me.”
The cover shows a shirtless guy on a motorcycle.
I cock an eyebrow. “Oh yeah?”
“Oh yeah. Then you won’t be surprised with what I do to you once I handcuff you to the bed afterward.”
A growl builds deep in my chest.
I press Heidi against the bookcase and kiss her until a few teenage girls giggle when they notice us.
“This is going to be the longest season ever,” I say. “I’m going to read so many books, aren’t I?”
“You better make some time for video chatting, too, mister. And you better plan on being naked during it, because you being away is going to be hard on me, too.”
I grab about a dozen books at random. “This should be fine. Let’s go get those handcuffs and hurry home.”
Heidi’s doctor would be proud of the pace and length of our walk, but it’s the handcuffs we buy on our way home that spike my heart rate.
Praying the answer is no, I ask, “Do you need to rest for a little bit?”
“If I have to wait one second longer, I’ll scream. I’ll nap after.”
I shed my clothes as we walk through the house.
When we get to our bedroom, I take my time unwrapping my favorite present, starting with her shirt.
I cover her with kisses from her shoulder to her neck. “You are so sexy today.”
“I am not. I’m frumpy.”
I let my lips move down over her full breasts while I remove her bra. “Do you think I’m the kind of guy to get this hard over frumpy? No way. You are hot as fuck.”
My lips wrap around her nipple and give it a firm tug.
She sucks in her breath and uses her hands to pin my head in place. “Keep doing that and you just might convince me.”
“I’m going to do so much more than this. We’ve got the handcuffs, remember?”
“That’s right. Why don’t you lie down on the bed so I can lock you in place?”
“Wait. I’m the one getting handcuffed?”
“Yes, mister. You’d know that if you’d read the book.”
She claps her hands together, sending me diving to the bed, ready for this new adventure.
The pink, fur-lined handcuffs technically hold my hands in place, but I can tear out of them in a second if I want to.
But what fun would that be?
Heidi takes her time undressing, deliberately folding each article of clothing. Just when I think she’s ready, she folds my clothes, too.
My dick bounces in anticipation. “You trying to kill me?”
She climbs onto the bed and straddles my stomach, much too high for me to lift my hips and drive myself inside her.
“Good things come to those who wait. I think I’ve waited long enough.” She shimmies forward even further until her freshly shaved pussy is inches above my face. “Be a good husband and make me come quickly.”
A drop of her juices trickles down to my lips. I lick it up. “Delicious.”
She doesn’t wait for any further encouragement.
She sits on my face and I go to work using just my lips and tongue. All the practice I’ve had over the last few months really pays off. In just a couple minutes, she’s squeezing my face with her thighs and screaming my name as she comes.
She rolls to the side and kisses my wet face. “Incredible.”
I shake my hands. “If you unlock these, I’ll give you something even better.”
She smiles but shakes her head. “No way. That’s just the first half. You really should read the book.”
With a groan, she climbs back over me. This time, her pussy positions itself against the tip of my cock.
Unsure whether I’m supposed to pretend to be unable to move or not, I hold still as long as I can. Eventually, my animal needs get the better of me. I plunge into her with one strong thrust.
“I wondered how long you’d be able to wait,” she says. “Now fuck me and make me believe you think I’m sexy.”
I watch her hands explore her breasts and her pussy while my own hands are forced to the sidelines. My only way to touch her is with my cock, so I make sure I touch her as thoroughly as possible.
Her hormones seem to be making her more sensitive than normal, because she’s already had two more orgasms before I feel the pressure building inside me.
Our bodies slap together as she bounces to meet my thrusts.
With a final grunt, we both come at the same time, which makes her fall against my body, unable to stop her giggling.
“What?” I ask. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah.” Between giggles, she manages to say, “The woman in the book had four orgasms. I always thought it was just a silly impossible thing that only happens in books, but...wow.”
“I really do need to read this book. I’ll make it the first one once I get to the hotel. You know what? We should plan a quick trip to that island your friend stayed at during her spring break before you’re too far along for that kind of trip. Sounds like a very sexy place to stay, if even half of her stories are true. We could do it during my bye week.”
“The book is fine, but it can’t hold a candle to what we’ve got with each other. As for the getaway, sure. You plan it, though. I’ll be right here sleeping. I love you, Drake.”
“I love you, too.”
“Prove it. Let me take this nap.”
I roll out of the bed and cover her with the enormous duvet that replaced my old blanket when we moved in together. “I’ll do one better. When you wake up, I’ll have pancakes and sausage and orange juice ready for you.”
She snorts while laughing.
“What?”
“Nothing. You’ll find out soon.”
Her voice fades as she drifts off to sleep, so I don’t push her about it. It isn’t until two nights later when I read the book that I learn the guy in the book had said the same thing, proving that my life is a real-life love story.