Page 12 of Man to Man Coverage (Rangers Football: Hard-Hitting #6)

Rex

I play it cool with Jepson, Jaxson, and Rylie—acting like I have nowhere to be—but on the inside, I’m clawing my way home.

As it is, a bit of drama gets me out of the club early.

Even though Rylie’s nanny is a great girl from a small town like mine, I’m secretly counting every mile marker we pass on the way home.

I say goodbye to Sunshine and Rylie, casting my teammate a we will be talking about this later look—even though it is none of my business—and wait until they are out of sight to open my garage to reveal Devlin’s Mini Cooper.

The downstairs bathroom door opens at the same time I lock the door behind me, steam billowing out of the small room to reveal an Adonis wrapped in navy blue terry cloth.

I don’t know why, but a blush hits my cheeks as parts of my body warm up. “Hey.”

“Hi.” Devlin smiles. “I hope you don’t mind me using your shower.”

“Of course not. What’s mine is yours.”

“How much longer until they finish your primary bedroom and bathroom remodel?”

“A couple of weeks. They’ve already ripped out the old shower liner and cabinets.”

“I can’t wait to see it.” Devlin approaches slowly and wraps one arm around my waist, pulling my body against his. He kisses me softly, his eyes closed, savoring the moment—and me. “God, I feel like I’ve waited a lifetime to kiss you again.”

Leaning my forehead against his, I smile. “Yeah.”

He pats my ass and then lets me go, walking back into the bedroom where his bag is to grab a pair of shorts. With his back to me, he drops his towel and slips on his shorts, much like he would in the locker room. “How was your night?”

I kick off my shoes and unfasten my belt, pulling my shirttails out of my slacks. “It was weird.”

Devlin sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me to stand in front of him. He glances up at me and meticulously unfastens the buttons on my shirt. “Tell me about it.”

It’s empowering to watch a strong, powerful man tend to me, and my need to reach out and stroke his cheek is overwhelming. “Well, first we took Jepson and Jaxson’s girlfriend to dinner and then to a strip club.”

His brow arches. “ Their girlfriend?”

“Yeah.” I don’t want to gossip about my friends, but how can I not?

“Interesting.” He peels open my shirt and slides the fabric off my shoulders.

“And then Rylie’s nanny—who he caught dancing on stage tonight—drove us home, but he refused to talk and made me sit in the front seat next to her.”

“I take it he didn’t know she worked there?”

I shake my head, my breath catching when Devlin presses his lips to my lower stomach. “No.”

“Hmmmm—drama abounds. I hope they work it out because I know finding a good nanny has been stressful for Rylie.”

“Me too. She seems like a nice girl.”

Devlin rests his chin above my navel and looks up at me with his big hands wrapped around my waist, his hazel eyes glittering with mischief. “Want to climb into bed?”

“If that’s what you want.” I’m panting, and he hasn’t touched me yet.

“I could tell you what I want, but I don’t want to push you into anything.”

“Tell me.” I wrap my hands around his neck and caress his jaw with my thumbs.

“I desperately want to taste you on my tongue.”

Biting my lip, I nod slowly. “You can touch and taste me however you like.”

Flashing me his million-dollar smile, he pulls back as his fingers deftly pop the button on my slacks and glide down the zipper.

My pants sag low on my hips and he slides his palm over my growing erection, growling low in his throat.

“I’ve been dreaming about touching and tasting you since Wednesday morning.

I never meant for us to fall asleep and hoped to play some more before the movie ended. ”

He pushes my boxers down and wraps his lips around my semi-hard cock. Devlin moans, sending vibrations up my shaft and to my balls.

My eyes flutter closed, and my fingertips flex on the back of his neck as I give myself over to the pleasure coursing through my body.

It takes nothing for me to grow fully erect as Devlin takes me deep, working my length and coating me in his saliva before popping me free from his hot, hungry mouth.

“You have a nice dick, baby. I want to worship him, and you, until the morning light.”

I’m not sure how to reply to that other than begging him to make it true. Instead, I answer with a pleasing hum from my lips. “That feels amazing.”

He uses one hand to stroke while cupping, kneading, and tugging on my balls softly with the other.

Although we’ve only touched each other once before, he seems to know I like a gentler hand, and it doesn’t take long before I’m digging my fingers into his shoulders, panting my restraint, and yet desperate to let go.

“Devlin?” I beg in desperation.

“Yes, baby?” He pulls back, running his tongue along the underside of my shaft and looking up at me.

Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything more beautiful. “I’m close.”

“I know. I’m going to make you come hard for me.”

Devlin’s confidence in everything he does is intoxicating. I want to bask in his strength and absorb a little for myself.

He opens his mouth wide and takes me deep, sucking while using the tip of his fingers to massage my perineum. Any control I think I have over my orgasm disintegrates as my cock jerks and cum shoots out of my shaft.

“Oh, fuck,” I hiss and grip his shoulders, unable to control myself.

Devlin continues, the wet sound of him slurping turning me on in a whole new way. I push him off me and drop to my knees, my pants still tangled around my ankles. “I want to please you, too.”

“You will—” he stops me from pulling off his towel “—but with your naked body pressed against mine. Come up on the bed, baby.”

Groaning, I stand up and kick my pants and socks off while he crawls up the bed and pulls down the comforter, sliding his gloriously naked form beneath the sheets. “I like when you call me baby.”

He grins, crooking his finger and beckoning me to lie beside him. “And I like calling you baby.”

“What pet name should I call you?”

Devlin takes care to tug the covers up to my waist, and then he pulls me into his arms and hoists my leg up over his hip. “I don’t know. That’s up to you to figure out.”

“Why does this—you and I—feel so natural? I’m almost twenty-six years old and no interaction has ever felt so…

right.” I run my thumb over his lips and then lean forward to kiss him, not waiting for an answer.

How could Devlin explain me to me, anyway?

He’s had plenty of relationships and, just like on the field, knows how to be who, what, and where his partner needs.

Is this effortless for him too, or is he holding himself back to accommodate my idiosyncrasies?

His cock is hard and pressed against my belly as we kiss with the kind of passion longstanding lovers have for each other.

He glides his fingers into my hair and slides his knee between my legs, rolling his hips to rub his erection against my inner thigh.

The friction is erotic and consuming. I slip my hand between us and wrap my fingers around him, encouraging him to fuck my fist.

He growls low in his throat and nips at my bottom lip.

“It feels natural because deep down, on some cosmic level, we were looking for each other. I thought you were hot the first time I saw you, but I’ve never dated a teammate.

Honestly, I thought it was impossible. But when you asked me about threesomes in Nashville…

it opened a floodgate I could no longer ignore.

Then, running into you at the game shop solidified my truth. I can’t resist you.”

Devlin rolls me to my back, settling his weight between my splayed legs, and proceeds to kiss me breathlessly. “Can I ask you a question, baby?”

“Yes.” I slide my hands down his sides to his hips.

“What is this to you? Are we experimenting? Playing around? Friends with benefits?”

“I thought we were going to keep this between us for now.” My brow furrows. Where is he going with this? Does he want to tell our teammates about us already?

“For now, yes. But I’m wondering if there can be a future for us, or is that completely out of the question for you?

” His eyes are a deep forest green as he stares back into mine, looking for the answer I can’t give.

I’ve never been in a relationship. I wouldn’t even know what that looked like for me.

“Could you be in a relationship with someone like me?” I ask tentatively.

“Yes,” he says without hesitation.

His answer fills me with joy. “I’ve never been in one, but I will tell you that the idea of seeing you tonight filled me with a kind of excitement I’ve never felt before. I wanted nothing more than to wrap up my night, come home, and sink into your arms.”

Devlin smiles and kisses me softly. “That’s good, baby. That’s real good.”

He adjusts himself, pressing his dick to mine, then rolls his hips against my lower belly. “Can you come again for me?”

I nod. “Yes.”

Devlin kisses me and then moves his perfect body up on his knees. “Bring your legs up, Rex.”

My eyes bug out a little. “Uh, Devlin, I’ve never done that.”

He stares at me for a second, and then I see understanding smooth his features. “We aren’t doing that tonight, baby. I have something else in mind.”

Pulling my legs up, Devlin kisses my knee and positions himself so our dicks align.

Then he grabs my hand and wraps it around our cocks, controlling my grip with his hand.

Together we stroke each other and ourselves, hardening in our partner’s grasp until we’re both panting and on the verge of coming.

At some point, we let go and grab onto each other, jerking our hands to bring our lover pleasure.

Devlin leans over me to claim my mouth as we both grunt and groan through our release, shooting cum onto our stomachs.

We stare into each other’s eyes, unspoken words of love and devotion filling the silent space unheard over our heavy breathing. His eyes glitter, the gold specks making them dance. “I’ll grab a towel.”

Leaving me in bed, he comes back sixty seconds later with a warm cloth, cleaning me and then himself. “Ready for bed?”

I nod. “I am.”

Even though we are in my room, Devlin hits the switch on the wall and plunges us into darkness. He feels his way to the bed, slipping underneath the sheets and pulling me to his chest. “Do you normally sleep on your back or your side?”

“Both.” I snuggle into the crook of his arm and rest my cheek against his hard chest. “I think I know what pet name I’ll give you.”

“What’s that?” He runs his fingers up and down my arm lovingly.

“Like in the fantasy realms we run our characters through, you are my king. I might not know how to be in a relationship, but I know I am yours to do with as you please because all I want to do is please you.”

He kisses the top of my head. “If I am your king, Rex, then you are my prince. Mine to care for, mine to shower with affection, mine to love.”

It seems absurd to talk about this, and yet I know he’s right. I feel it deep in my soul. “Yours.”

“Mine.” He agrees.