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I turn my head again and kiss his jaw. “I love you, Beck. Watching you out there today was amazing. You deserve all of this and more.”

“We do, baby. We all do. I still can’t believe it. Is this for real?”

He rests his chin on my head and wraps both arms around my chest. I grasp his arms with my hands and lightly squeeze.

The rest of the ceremony goes by in a blur, and then we are all being led off the field. When we reach the hallway to the locker room, we all hug each other again. The guys will be a while—between the coach’s speech, showers, and interviews—so we decided to head back to the hotel to wait for them there.

As I turn to walk away, Beck grabs my arm to stop me. “I need you tonight. After we’re done with the family, you’re coming to my room.” He kisses me and turns to walk away.

My face flushes with heat as I think about being with him again. It’s been weeks since we’ve had sex. I need him just as much as he needs me.

* * *

There are tables set up in one of the conference rooms at the hotel. There have been more toasts and speeches than I can count, and all I can think about is getting upstairs with Beck. His hands haven’t left me since he got here, and while he’s never been shy about giving me attention, he’s definitely not caring at all about anyone seeing him rub up on me. I should feel a little embarrassed, considering our parents are with us, but I don’t.

And I can’t lie—all the touches and kisses have me seriously turned on. I’ll be ready to explode by the time we get to the room. I know Beck is feeling the same because I let my hand travel up his thigh, and I can feel the tip of his erection. I look at him and smirk, but pull my hand away. He doesn’t say anything, just leans toward me and kisses my neck.

My mom and dad stand from our table to leave, giving us all hugs.

My mom leans down and whispers in my ear, “I assume you’ll be staying with Beck tonight?”

Again, I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. “Uh, yeah. Sorry if this is awkward for you,” I say with a laugh.

She just shrugs. “If you think I don’t know you’ve been having sex since you were sixteen, you don’t give me enough credit.” Her lips touch the top of my head. “Good night, sweet girl.”

I tilt my head up to look at my parents. “Night. Night, Dad. See you guys in the morning. I’ll be back in the room by six to leave for the airport.”

Dad looks at my mom, then me, then back at Mom. I guess he hasn’t caught on that I’m not staying with them tonight. Awkward.

Mom ushers him away, and she turns and waves. Ryan and Brooke are saying their goodbyes to Beck, then hug me too.

When they walk away, Beck grabs my hands. “Can we leave now?”

He’s got a heated look in his eyes that tells me my answer had better be yes.

When I nod, he lets go of one of my hands, and we head to the elevators.

“Wait, don’t we need to tell Casey? I don’t want him trying to get in the room tonight.”

Beck looks at me. “Boss, if you thought I didn’t have a plan in place, you don’t know me at all. Casey is going to stay with some guys in another room. It’s all good.”

He’s all but dragging me to the elevator. He nods and waves at people we pass, all of whom congratulate him. And when we reach the elevator, he notices it closing and holds a foot out to stop the doors.

He pulls me into the elevator and into his chest. He reaches behind me to push the button to our floor. I can’t help the bubble of laughter that comes out. I’ve seen him anxious to get me naked before, but this is a whole new level.

My laughter stops when he leans his head down to mine and kisses me. It’s the kind of kiss that I feel from my lips to my toes. It’s desperate and wet. His tongue invades my mouth, and I meet it with mine. His hands move to the bottom of my jersey, and he lifts it up until he can touch the skin on my back. It tickles and has me squirming just a little. But he doesn’t stop. His hands travel up to my bra, and he unhooks it.

“Babe, we’re in the elevator.”

“Uh-huh.” Then he covers my mouth again.

The elevator stops at our floor, and as the doors open, he releases my mouth and pulls his hands from under my jersey. Taking my hand, he steps out, and we practically race down the hallway. I’m grateful we don’t see anyone. With the way we’re rushing, there’s no mistaking what we’re going to do.

Beck taps his key to the door lock and opens it. I’m barely inside before he’s got me up against the door and reaching for my jersey to pull it off. He dives back in and kisses me, a little slower this time. This kiss is teasing. His mouth opens, and he touches his tongue to the center of my upper lip.

“Have I ever told you that I love your mouth? You have the most perfect lips. The way you kiss me. The way they wrap around my cock and suck me in. Your mouth was made for me, baby.” He pulls away and walks backward toward one of the beds.

Before he sits, he pulls his shirt off and slides his pants and boxers down his solid thighs. He kicks them off to the side. “Come here, baby.” He holds his hand out to me, and as I reach him, he pulls me between his legs.