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Natalie

I t’d been over a week since everything happened with Sven and his dad. In some ways, that terrible morning still felt like it’d just happened, but what was sparking between her, and Sven felt so natural it was like they’d been together for years.

Sven had been gone on a road trip for the past four nights. It seemed like a long time, but he talked to Winnie every day. And he called her every night... and they maybe did more than talk. Some of the things that came out of that man’s mouth made her blush.

But, sadly, when he came home, he would not get to make good on all the promises of things he wanted to do to her body. She’d gotten her period when she woke up this morning.

He would be stopping in for a nap before heading out to his game tonight. But she was resting on the couch while Winnie played on the floor.

The garage door rumbled opened. Sven came in and dropped his bag in the kitchen.

“Where are my girls?”

Winnie happily babbled. Sven picked her up and peppered her cheek with kisses as she squealed in laughter. Then his happy gaze found Natalie, who was lying on the couch in old sweats, looking utterly miserable.

She gave him a small unconvincing smile.

His smile fell. “What’s the matter?”

“I’m just not feeling well.”

An almost panicked look crossed his face. He walked directly to her and felt her head. “Are you sick?”

“No. I just started my period.”

“Oh,” he said as he brushed the hair out of her eyes. “Why didn’t you say something? I could have brought chocolate or flowers or both or ibuprofen. I have some of that upstairs.”

“I’m fine.”

“You don’t look fine.”

Her eyebrows drew together, and she scowled at him.

“Not like that, baby,” he said, grazing her cheek with his thumb. “I just want to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.”

“I’m really okay, just crampy and tired.”

“What are the odds of getting this little one here to nap early? I was going to take a nap before I have to be there tonight, and by the looks of it, you could use a nap with me.”

Natalie yawned on the couch. “I think odds are pretty good. I fed her about thirty minutes ago, so I think if she took a bottle, she would go down pretty easy.”

“Okay, I’ll go put her down and then we can have a nap. You just relax.”

“I adore you.”

The words cleared her mouth before her brain had time to filter them. She thought about panicking, but the look on Sven’s face told her he might just feel the same way.

“Right back atcha, baby.”

He leaned over and kissed the top of her head before heading upstairs with Winnie.

How did she get so lucky? She got up and got herself a glass of water before making her way up to bed. Before long, Sven joined her. The feel of his hot, hard body spooning her was better for her backache than any heating pad. She snuggled into him and drifted off to sleep, feeling more content than she had any right to.

Before long, Sven’s alarm went off, and Winnie was ready to get up for her nap.

“So, I’m guessing you’re not coming to the game tonight?”

“Would you mind terribly if we sat this one out? I was looking forward to it, but I just feel awful.”

“Of course, but I did get you a present.” He tossed her a purple gift bag with teal tissue paper.

“I do love presents. Thank you!”

“I’m going to go get Winnie, then you can open it.”

Moments later, he was back in his bedroom, cute little baby in hand. Open it.

She reached in and pulled out a jersey, only...

“Sven... I don’t think this will fit me,” she joked, pulling out a toddler-sized jersey.

“That one’s for Winnie,” he said. “Keep digging.”

She reached in and pulled out another. She pulled it out, and this one would fit and had his name and number on the back.

“Awww, now I really feel bad for not going.”

“No worries. I’m doing an interview on Thursday before our next home game, and that’s when I’ll tell everyone about Winnie, so it’s probably for the best.”

“Are you nervous about it?”

Sven nodded. “Yeah, it isn’t every day you have to answer for your playboy ways quite so publicly. But at the end of the day, I have this amazing little girl, so it’s worth it.”

“I can’t wait to go to your next game wearing this.”

“Hmmm... me either,” he said as he snuggled into bed with Natalie. “Having my two girls there in my jersey.”

She laughed as she pulled her close. “Do players really like that? Having someone wear their jersey?”

“We live for that shit. And I’ve never actually had a special girl there in my jersey before.”

She pulled back, giving him a look of disbelief. “You’re telling my no girl has ever worn your jersey to your game before?”

“No. Tons of women wear my jersey, even ones I’ve been sleeping with. But none as special as you and Winnie.”

He pulled her tight to him, and she moaned as another wave of cramps hit her. “Are you feeling okay?”

“I’ll be fine,” she sighed.

His arms around her felt like she was home. She may have felt like crap. Her back may have been aching, but in his arms, it all fell away.

Later that night, after putting Winnie to bed, she was lying on the couch, watching Sven’s game. She smiled as Sven got a goal, and that was the last thing she remembered until now.

Sven was here, standing over her, with a look on his face she knew and loved but wasn’t sure what she could do about it.

He bent his knees, getting down close and ran his hands through her hair. “Let’s go to bed.”

She nodded and followed him up the stairs. She really wished she wasn’t on her period because she had really missed him... and he was really fucking good in bed.

They made their way down to Sven’s room, and she settled into bed as he walked into his closet to take his suit off. He came out in some black boxer briefs, and she cursed her uterus. He would be gone again by the time she was finished.

“How are your cramps?” he asked, evaluating her.

“Ehh,” she said with a shrug.

“Ya know what’s good for cramps?” he asked, wagging his eyebrows.

She smiled and bit her lip. She had heard that, but she’d never tried it before.

“Have you used my shower before?”

She shook her head.

“Why not?”

“Because it’s your shower?”

“I bet I can take care of your cramps in the shower?” he said as he strutted over to her.

Cockiness had never done it before, but something about the way he carried himself just did it for her.

He took her hand and pulled her out of bed. “What do you say?”

“I’ve never done this before,” she said as she let him pull her to stand.

“There’s no pressure. I’m just trying to help you.”

“Oh, is that all?”

He turned to her with a smirk that cut right through her and turned her cramps into pulses of need.

She followed him into the bathroom. He turned on the water before swinging his attention to her. Before she knew it, he was next to her, pulling off her hoodie. Then he kissed her, and, yeah... if she wasn’t sure before, she was sure now, she wanted this.

“Get in,” she said, gesturing to the shower. “I’ll be right in.”

When she was ready, she walked over into the giant walk-in shower, where Sven was standing under the water. His head was tipped back as the water ran over him. There have been times in the past couple weeks she’d had to pinch herself to remind herself that this was actually her life, and this was one of those moments.

“Oh my god,” she said as she watched his hand run down his stomach and wrap around his hard cock.

When her eyes finally found their way back to his face, she realized his gaze trained on her with hunger.

“Get over here,” he said as he took her hand.

Allowing herself to be pulled into him, the feel of his wet skin on her skin felt new but then he turned them and the hot water ran down her shoulders, but he didn’t let go. He held her and kissed her neck and let his hands roam her body as she tipped back her head, and the water ran over her.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

His hand left her body, and he squirted some shampoo in his hands. Next thing he knew, he was washing her hair. No one had ever washed her hair before. His strong hand allowed her to relax in a way she never had. She trusted Sven would take care of her. As he rinsed her hair, she let that thought sink in. Things had changed so much since she started working here.

Once he was done with her hair, he kissed her and started running his hands along her body. His hand ran over her breast as she stopped and plucked the nipple. She moaned, and it only spurred him on.

His hand slipped between her legs, and when they made contact with her aching clit, she threw her head back and moaned. “Sven.”

“I got you,” he said as he worked slow, indulgent circles over her clit.

He continued to work her as the pleasure built inside of her. Her hand traced all over his back and biceps, and he kissed her neck and messaged her clit. She was almost there.

“I’m close,” she moaned.

He bit the flesh between her shoulder and neck before sucking it into his mouth. That did it. The orgasm building inside of her intensified until it broke, and she pulsed and cried out.

He worked on her until he had wrung out every ounce of pleasure from her.

“I’m tested by the team regularly. Can I fuck you?”

“Yes,” she moaned, still riding the rush of that orgasm. “I’m on birth control.”

He turned and sat on the bench before pulling her on top of him. She straddled him and cupped his handsome face while he lined up his cock to her center, and she lowered as he entered her. He hissed as she moaned.

“Fuck,” he said, resting his forehead against hers. “I’ve missed you so much.” He kissed her before pulling back. “I’ve needed you so much.”

“I’ve needed you, too, Sven,” she said as she started rocking his cock inside of her.

She let go, and his hands gripped her hips and guided her motions as she rocked.

“Fuck, Natalie, baby, can you come again?” he gritted through his teeth.

“Yes,” she started grinding on him as she continued to guide her.