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“I know you were into me, but I didn’t think you were this crazy about me,” Beckett said, his smile was sly and knowing. hand on the steering wheel and the other held mine on top of his thighs. We’ve been on the road home for about an hou now, and the sun was already setting.
I was torn between coming home to Mom and Caleb and being away from Beckett.
We’d go back to our usual routine, and I’d only see him if he had free time at night after practice. This week, he will be o the road for two away games. I won’t see him for 4 days, and I am already feeling down because of that.
I’d been stealing glances at him, I won’t deny that. I mean, we woke up in the same bed naked and had a shower together. bearing my heart out to him shouldn’t bother me anymore, right? We were exclusive after all.
“You are my boyfriend now, right? I mean, for real?” I blurted out before I overthink.
Beckett pinned me with a curious side–eye. “Yes.”
I sighed. His words erased all the worries swirling in my head.
“What’s up?” he asked.
I nibbled my lower lip. “Can we tell Mom when we get home?” I said.
“Of course,” Beckett said without missing a beat. “I was only waiting for your cue, but I am ready to ask Julie for permissio to date you, you know.”
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Warmth bloomed from my belly, spreading through my entire body like a virus. A good virus that made me bounce in my seat. “You were?”
He nodded, lifting our joined hands to his mouth and planting a kiss on my lips. “Yes, baby. Stop overthinking, or better ye he wiggled his eyebrows. “I know a way to get your mind off things.”
I gasped. A different kind of warmth bloomed in my center this time. Before leaving the beach house, Beckett made sure I was well fucked. My pussy was leaking with his cum before I slid into this very seat, and now he’s making me wet all over again.
He groaned. “Fuck, Andi. You’re looking like you’re ready to be fucked again.” His chuckle was dark and menacing.
I bit my lip and sank into my seat. He could feel my hand trembling by now, its growing clammy as he lowered it on the bulge between his legs.
“You sure you don’t want to move back with me on the estate?” he offered, and that sounded like a promise of sleepless nights, early morning orgasm, and waking up with his head between my legs.
I giggled. “I’m sure, Beckett. Besides, you will be gone for your away games this coming week. It’s better that I stay at home It’s better for my mind and my heart. The distance would be good for me. I don’t want this relationship to be a repeat of what I had with Carter, where I didn’t have my own identity and just followed whatever he wanted me to do.
“My bed will be waiting for you at the estate,” he said, “if ever you change your
mind.”
Beckett had been really good to me. I can’t help but compare my situation with Carter to how Beckett treats me. He gives me security and makes sure I know I can depend on him. He was doing all that, and we haven’t been officially dating since
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