Page 28 of Make Your Save (Aston Archers Hockey #3)

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

HADLEY

A nd just like that, Rowan’s gone again.

When he first explained his hockey schedule to me, it seemed a little crazy, but he explained that it comes with the territory. He seems pretty well-adjusted to the way things go, but as we’ve grown closer, I find myself missing him more in the empty moments when he’s not home.

Thankfully, they didn’t have to travel by plane, so it’s just a short road trip to a neighboring state. He’s been gone for two days already and we have two more until he’s back home.

I know I need to pull back and protect my heart, but it’s beginning to feel like an impossible feat.

Standing in my bedroom, I stare down at my bed, listening to the sound of the white noise coming from Lucy’s room. She was laid down an hour ago and I took some time to clean the house up before retreating to my room.

The last night Rowan was home, I spent it in his bed with him. Last night, I fell asleep watching a movie on the couch, and now tonight, it just feels weird climbing into this bed. It’s been where I’ve slept since moving in with Rowan, yet now it feels foreign.

The sheets are cool against my skin and I settle in against the pillows on my side. Something about it just doesn’t feel comfortable and I roll onto my other side, attempting again. Shaking my head in defeat, I roll onto my back, staring up at the white ceiling as I listen to the sounds from Lucy’s room again.

Abruptly, I sit up, throwing the covers away from my body before exiting the room. I slip into the hallway, my eyes landing on Rowan’s door, and I let myself in. His bed is still a mess from the way we left it the morning before he left. It smells like him and I close my eyes, absorbing the scent before I open them and pad across the floor to his bed.

Without a second thought, I slip between the sheets, enveloping myself in every fiber of fabric that his smell clings to. It’s not him, but it’s as close as I can get. I shouldn’t be missing him as much as I am right now, but I think the impending date of me moving is really weighing heavily on my heart.

I’ve gotten comfortable in the confines of his home with him. I’m used to waking up every morning to the sound of Lucy cooing and the aroma of coffee as Rowan starts his day downstairs. Everything has just become normal to me. It’s the familiarity I crave.

Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I see there’s a notification for an unread email on the screen. It’s already close to eleven o’clock, so I’m not sure what it could be at this hour. When I open the app, I see the first unread message and it’s from the one leasing company in the city.

I was approved for the apartment I wanted to rent there in California and they are willing to do it on a monthly basis with me.

Disappointment washes over me and I frown as I look at the contract for me to sign attached to the email. I needed this to happen for me to successfully move without having to stay in a hotel room for an extended period of time. This is the next step in my life and it’s everything I was hoping for...so why the hell do I feel so damn sad about it?

I exit out of the email, figuring I will deal with it tomorrow, and as I lock my phone screen, it goes black. And then a fraction of a second later, it lights up and a message pops up.

Rowan

Are you awake?

Hadley

I am.

Rowan

Oh good.

I wanted to see how your day was and how Lucy was.

I smile as I read over his message. Rowan checked in this morning and it seems to be a habit of his while he’s on the road. He does a quick check-in in the morning and then again before I go to sleep.

Hadley

It was good and she’s always good :)

Rowan

Are most babies like her?

Hadley

My experience is limited to newborns, but I think you may have gotten lucky.

Rowan

I think I may have too…

There’s a less-than-a-minute pause and as I’m about to type out a response, another comes from him.

Rowan

I can’t stop thinking about you, outlaw.

My heart stumbles in my chest as warmth floods the bottom of my abdomen. He’s not alone in the way he’s feeling. After he left, I was left with the memory of his lips on my skin, his hands traveling along my flesh. I haven’t been able to get him out of my head since.

Hadley

Neither can I.

I wait for another message from him and my eyes widen when my phone starts to vibrate as a phone call comes through. Rowan’s name is across the screen and I’m momentarily paralyzed. I didn’t expect him to call me, but here we are.

“Hello?”

“Hey.” His voice is gravelly, low and hushed. “I’m sharing a room with Carson and he’s in the shower, and I wanted to hear your voice.”

“I’m glad you called,” I tell him, my voice also hushed as I roll onto my back in his bed.

“Are you in bed already?”

I’m silent for a moment, my bottom lip between my teeth as I think of whether or not to tell him where I actually am. “Kind of.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m in bed, but I’m not in my bed.”

Rowan doesn’t say anything for a second. “Where are you, Hadley?” His voice is stern, a touch of jealousy laced through his words.

I let out a breath. “I’m in yours.”

He lets out an audible sigh of relief. “Goddamn, I wish I was there with you,” he half whispers, his voice hoarse. “The last time I saw you in my bed, you were naked with my cum dripping down the insides of your thighs.”

“If only that were the case right now...”

He groans through the phone. “Fuck, Hadley. I’m so hard just thinking about you like that.” The sound of his voice vibrates through my body and I slowly move my hand down my abdomen, pushing it beneath the waistband of my sleep shorts and panties. “Can you do something for me, baby?”

“Yes,” I murmur breathlessly, my fingers brushing over my clit.

“I want you to touch yourself, but I want to watch you make yourself come.”

“What if I told you I already am?” I let out a soft moan as I slip a finger inside. “How are you going to watch me? Do you have a camera I don’t know about?”

“I don’t, although that doesn’t sound like such a bad idea right now,” he admits with a chuckle. “I’m going to FaceTime you, but I need you to be quiet for me, okay? Carson will be out of the shower soon.”

The call abruptly disconnects, pulling me out of the moment as I lie awkwardly in his bed with my hand down my pants. Suddenly, my phone starts to vibrate again and I don’t hesitate to answer it. It’s dark in his room, his face illuminated by the soft glow of the TV.

“I want to watch you come,” he murmurs, his voice barely audible as he stares at me through the screen. “I’m going to talk you through it, but only if you promise not to make a sound.”

Pulling my bottom lip between my teeth, I bite down, my eyelids fluttering as I tip my head forward.

“Good girl,” he breathes, a soft breath escaping him as his chest rises and falls. Light shimmers on the chain around his neck and he stares directly at me. “How do you usually make yourself come? Do you have any toys?”

The pit of my stomach is on fire. “Yes.”

He stares at me. “Did you bring any toys with you to my house?”

Heat creeps up my neck, rapidly spreading across my cheeks. “Yes.”

“Fuck,” he groans, his jaw momentarily tightening, his hand running down his face. He curls it into a fist, biting his knuckles before releasing them. “Go get your favorite toy, outlaw. I want to watch you while you fuck yourself with it.”

I stare at him for a moment, not sure what to do before I lay my phone down and rush into my room. My feet move quickly and excitement mixes with anticipation inside me as I find my dildo hidden in the pocket of one of my duffle bags in my closet. Rowan’s patiently waiting as I crawl back into his bed and retrieve my phone. Grabbing a pillow, I prop it up as I roll onto my side to face him.

“Goddamn, Hadley. My cock is so hard right now, I might explode.” He lets out a ragged breath. “When I get home, I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk straight for at least a week.”

I swallow hard, my tongue darting out to wet my lips. “I like the sound of that.”

“Good,” he murmurs, his voice dropping lower. “Can you be a good girl and be quiet for me while you make yourself come?”

Holy shit. His words send a rush of warmth directly to my clit.

“Yes.”

“Fuck, you’re so good,” he groans, a ragged breath escaping him. “Show me what you’re going to use.”

I lift my dildo up, nervousness washing over me as his lips turn upward in a smirk.

“Get it wet.”

His pupils dilate as I bring the dildo up to my mouth, my lips parting as my tongue slides around the tip of it. If he wants a show, I’ll give him a fucking show. Rowan is transfixed, his eyes glued on me as I slowly slide the dildo into my mouth, sucking the length of it as I get it wet with my saliva. Rowan’s phone moves and I see the muscles in his chest tighten as he slides his hand down to his cock.

“You’re so fucking sexy. Are you imagining my cock sliding down your throat?” He moans, his eyelids fluttering shut before he looks at me again.

I try to answer him around the dildo, but the sound is garbled and saliva dribbles from the corners of my mouth.

“Jesus Christ,” he growls, blowing through his nostrils. “Fuck yourself, baby. Pretend your toy is my cock stretching you out.”

I press the button, turning on the vibration before moving it down my body, between my legs. I push my panties and shorts down, spreading my legs before sliding the length of the dildo inside me. It vibrates against my insides and I position it with the clit stimulator suctioning around the bundle of nerves. Instantaneously, my pussy clenches around the silicone, a moan slipping from my lips.

“I need you to be quiet for me,” Rowan tells me, his voice hushed. “Carson will be out any minute now.”

I clamp my mouth shut, rolling my bottom lip between my teeth as I bite down to refrain from moaning. I’m already so close as I move the dildo in and out, fucking myself with the toy as it stimulates my clit at the same time.

“Do you feel as full as you do with my cock?”

I shake my head at him, the muscles in his arm tightening as he strokes his length .

“Use your words.”

“No,” I breathe, the word falling from my lips without hesitation.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, his teeth grazing his bottom lip. “Nothing can fill you the way I do, but this will have to suffice for now.” He lets out a moan, his eyes half rolling back in his head. “Are you close, Hadley? Are you going to come for me?”

Biting down harder on my lip, I give him a quick tip of my chin, feeling the pressure building within. I’m on the precipice of an earth-shattering orgasm and I can see it in his expression that he’s right there with me. The cords in his neck are visible, the muscles in his chest tightening as his necklace shifts on his skin.

“Fuck, Hadley,” he groans, my face screwing up as I feel myself teetering on the edge. “Eyes on me. Look at me while you come.”

That’s all it takes. Those three simple words fall from his lips and I’m already coming by the time he’s finished speaking the second sentence. My pussy constricts around the dildo, a wildfire of pleasure spreading through my veins as I come hard, biting my lip until I taste blood to stay quiet.

I stare at Rowan through the screen, watching his face contort as he loses himself in his hand. He doesn’t make a sound, just a mess of hasty breaths as his muscles clench. He slowly finishes pumping his hand, undoubtedly making a mess all over himself under the sheets. I finish and ride out the high, my body tingling as I remove the toy, turning off the vibration.

There’s a rustling sound in the background, a light shining into Rowan’s room, and I hear Carson’s voice. A smirk lifts Rowan’s lips and he slowly shakes his head at me.

“What are you doing to me, outlaw?”

My face is flushed, my body still floating on a cloud of ecstasy, and I can’t stop the grin that dances across my lips. “Good night, Rowan.”