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CHAPTER

FIFTEEN

ARCHIE

Emma is going to her parents’ to spend the holiday with them. Since her hometown is so close to campus, she plans to come back for the rest of break and stay in her apartment. She invited me to come with her, but I can’t leave because of training. So, today, I’m giving her a gift before she leaves.

I’m kind of surprised she hasn’t found it. I put it in her closet a few weeks ago, waiting to give it to her for Christmas.

The other girls have already left for break, so it’s just the two of us.

I got up early and made her some breakfast. I joke around with my roommates that I’m like Betty Crocker, but no lie …

I’m a decent cook. So, I’ve made Emma some protein pancakes, sliced up some fruit, and made some orange juice.

I tried eggs the other day, and even though she hasn’t gotten sick in a while, the smell turned her stomach, so protein pancakes it is.

After setting the table, I walk down the hall to wake her up. Now, under normal circumstances, I would let her sleep, but we’re both on a schedule today. I need to get to the field, and she needs to get to her parents’.

I sit on the edge of the bed and watch her sleep for a few minutes. She has one leg out of the sheets, which exposes her ass. I can’t help but run my hand over it, and it makes her stir.

“Hey, Em. Breakfast is ready.” I lean down and kiss her cheek.

She rolls onto her back and brings her arms over her head and stretches. The sheet, which was only partially covering her to begin with, shifts, exposing her breasts with her stretch.

Again, I can’t help myself, and I reach out and cup them. I lean down and kiss one. “Good morning.” Then I kiss the other. “Good morning.”

Emma gasps. “Did you just say good morning to my boobs?”

“Sure did, baby. They deserve to be acknowledged too.”

“Archie, you’re too much, but I love it.”

She sits up, then reaches over and grabs my dick. “Good morning.”

I belt out a laugh. “We will not make it out of this room if you don’t let go of my cock, Em.”

“Oh, fine. I am hungry anyway. I should eat and then get ready to head out. What time do you have to be at the field?”

“I don’t need to go until eleven, but I want to have a little time with you before we leave.” I stand up, bend over, and lift her out of the bed.

“You know I’m capable of getting out of bed by myself, right?” She rests her head on my shoulder.

“I do know that, but since I can’t fuck you right now, I’m gonna hold you.” I carry her into the bathroom and set her down. “I put your robe on the hook behind the door, not that I want you to wear it, but I know you don’t like to sit bare-assed on the furniture.”

She lifts up to kiss me. “Thanks. I do not enjoy that, no. Although I’m surprised you have joggers on. If the girls aren’t here, you usually stay in your boxers if you have them on or shorts.”

“I can’t let you tempt me this morning. I had to cover my goods. You’re a temptress.” I smack her ass. “Now pee and come out so we can eat.”

“Okay, I’ll be out in a few.”

I walk back into her room and into the closet and grab the bag off of the top shelf. She’s still in the bathroom, so I make my way to the table and set the gift bag on top.

She walks down the hallway toward me. “What is this?”

I stand and pull out her chair. “Well, it’s pancakes, fruit, juice.”

“You know that’s not what I meant, smart-ass. What’s in the bag?” She reaches over and takes it from the center of the table.

I touch her forearm to pause her movement. “It’s just a little something for Christmas.”

“Oh, okay, let me go grab yours.” She starts to stand.

“You can give me mine after.” I lean forward and kiss her. “Go ahead and open it, unless you want to wait until after we eat.”

She pulls out the tissue paper lying on the top and sets it on the table. When she puts her hand into the bag, she pauses and looks over at me with a smile, and I give her a wink.

She moves the bag slightly off the table to pull out my jersey in her hand. Turning the shirt around to the back, she sees my name and number sixty-nine. “Archie, I love it.”

“Good. I’m glad. I just thought even if you can’t be at the game, you can still wear my jersey if y’all are watching here or whatever.” I shrug.

All of what I’m saying is true, but I also want her to wear it because she’s mine. She’s been mine since that very first night we met.

She stands and takes off her robe, then pulls on the jersey. It hangs long, covering her ass. She walks over to me and stands between my legs. My hands immediately slide up her bare legs.

“This is seriously sweet. And the least I can do is represent my guy, right?” She leans down and kisses me, slipping her tongue inside .

My hands move, truly, of their own accord, up the back of her thighs, and I take hold of her juicy ass.

Her legs spread over mine, and she straddles me.

The tip of my dick is already peeking out of my joggers, so it doesn’t take much for her to reach down and pull them down enough to free me.

Then she puts one hand on my shoulder to brace herself, and with the other, she positions my cock at her entrance. When she sinks down, we both groan.

“Fuck yes, darlin’.”

“Archie, did you really give me your jersey just because you want me to wear it for the game? Or did you give it to me because you want to claim me?” Arms wrapped over my shoulders, she starts moving her hips back and forth.

My hands move up her back, and I pull her into me closer. I lick a path from her throat, over her chin, and then slip my tongue into her mouth. I slide one hand up to the back of her neck and grip it. Then I pull my mouth away from our kiss and look her in the eyes while she rides me.

“Yeah, darlin’. I want you to wear my name on your back.” I lift my hips and thrust up into her heat. “Because you’re mine.”

“Fuck yes, I am. Just like you’re mine.” Her pace quickens as she starts to bounce up and down my cock.

“That’s it, baby. Ride me. Take me as deep as you can.” I continue to thrust up as she comes down.

Then she slows her pace and starts rolling her hips, grinding. “You make me feel like I can’t get enough. I want you inside me all the time. Your dick was made for me, Arch.”

“All for you, Em. It’s all yours. Now come for me. I want to feel you soak my cock.” I move one hand between us and circle her clit with my thumb, and she gasps. “ That’s it, baby.”

My hand still on the back of her neck, I pull her in, and I kiss, lick, suck on her neck as she starts to come. I can’t hold back anymore. I push up into her as deep as I can, and I feel my cum shoot into her hot, tight pussy .

Once we’ve both stopped coming, she pulls back and smiles at me. “Thank you for my jersey.”

“You’re welcome, darlin’. It looks good on you. Especially when you’re riding me.”

She smiles and lifts off my dick, and when I look down, I see my cum dripping out. I hold her still and take two fingers and push it back inside of her.

“Arch, I’m already pregnant.” She smiles.

“I know, but I want to stay inside you as long as I can.” I wink at her, then bring my fingers to her lips.

“Open.” Her mouth opens, but she takes my hand in hers and licks my fingers clean.

“That’s fucking hot, darlin’. You need to do that again sometime.

” I grab her hand and pull her in for one more kiss.

She smiles when we stop kissing and moves back to her chair. Pulling the hem down past her ass, she sits.

“Worried about leaving little Archies on the chair?”

“The little Archies are all mine.” She winks at me.

“Damn straight. Now eat. My baby needs food.”

“Okay, okay. This all looks really good. Thank you for making me breakfast.”

“Anytime, baby.”

“Oh, so tell me about how the present exchange went last night? What did you get?” she asks.

I chuckle. “Well, funny enough, Casey got my name and bought me a box of condoms.”

“You’re kidding! It’s kind of funny though.” She takes a bite of her fruit.

“I mean, yeah, it is. But I can’t lie. It’s getting harder not to tell them about you and the baby. I’m with them all the time, and they’re my best friends. I mean, Liam knows, but it’s not like I can talk to him about it. We’re either at practice with everyone or someone is always home.”

“Sorry, Archie. I know I’m asking a lot to keep it quiet, and we really won’t be able to for much longer. I guess I’ve just been putting off how to manage my scholarship and figuring out what my choices are going to be once my coach finds out I’m pregnant.”

“I know, and I get it. But I’m crazy about you, and every day that I look at you and I see your belly growing, I want everyone to know you and that baby are mine. You’re gonna need to figure out how to tell your coach soon, Em. Your season starts up right after break.”

She nods and pulls in a deep breath, then blows it out. “I know. Let’s just get through the holidays and your game, and then we can figure out what to do from there, I guess.”

“Okay. We can do that.”

“Wait, before I forget to give it to you, let me go get your gift.”

She pushes away from the table and walks down the hall to her room. Seconds later, she comes out, holding a small box.

“Thank you, darlin. You didn’t have to get me anything though.” I take the box from her hands.

“Well, actually, it’s kind of perfect, so just open it.” She sits back down in her seat and takes a sip of her juice.

“Okay, here we go.” I rip off the red-and-white striped wrapping paper and let it fall to the floor.

I lift the lid and see a white bundle with a small number sixty-nine and my last name above it.

I pull it out of the box, and it unrolls.

“Holy shit, this is cute. Is this one of those baby T-shirts?”

Emma snorts out a laugh. “It’s called a onesie. I saw something on Instagram the other day, and it was a couple doing a gender reveal with a similar concept. I just thought it was cute, and then the idea of making it a little jersey hit me, and I thought you might like it.”

“Baby, I don’t like it; I love it. After he or she is born, you can both wear your jerseys together.” I set it down on the table. “Thank you. It’s perfect.”

“You’re welcome. I’m glad you like it. How funny that we both got jerseys though?” She picks up her fork and takes a spear of melon .

“Pretty funny, but I’m also thinking about how spoiled this baby is going to be. So, this means I can get some things for the baby?” I lift up the onesie again and trace my name with my finger.

“I think we should probably start getting some things here and there. My mom and I started a small list at Thanksgiving, but you and I will have to make a bigger list later for sure.”

I lay the onesie over my shoulder and move the box off the table. We’ve been having fun together, but this moment right here just brought reality crashing in. A baby is coming in months, and our world is about to change in more ways than one.

“Em, I think we need to talk about what we’re going to do.

I meant what I said to you and your parents.

I fully intend to stand by you so you can also accomplish your goals and dreams, but I also want to make sure we are on the same page.

I know it’s uncertain right now about where I’ll be, but what are you thinking about all of this? ”

She sets her fork down. “Well, I have been thinking about it, and I think it makes the most sense for me to transfer to a school near where you will be playing. I mean, it would be great if that ends up being Dallas since the University of Texas Southwestern is there and has an amazing program in my field of study. But it would be helpful to know what the other possibilities might be just so I can start thinking about what to do with school. I have to apply and get accepted into a program.”

“And I wish I knew. I think once we get through the playoffs, I’ll know who has serious interest in me, then, of course, after the combine. But my agent knows I want to stay close to home if at all possible. I just hope the Cowboys are watching and have some interest in me.”

“Okay, so I think the only thing we can do right now is just know that my path will kind of depend on where you go. If you think Dallas is a strong contender, then I’ll go ahead and get all the information for my possibilities there.

Once you have a better idea about the other options, I’ll look around.

But I’ve also been thinking that it might be a smart idea for me to take a break for a year when the baby is born.

” She looks down. “It’s not that I’m putting anything on hold for myself, but with you starting with a new team and us having a new baby, it might be smart to settle into that before I dive into a transfer.

” She looks up at me and tilts her head. “What do you think?”

“Darlin’, I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to do.

So, if you think that’s the best thing for you and the baby, then I’ll support you completely.

I want to make things as easy as possible for all of us.

But hear me when I say, I want you with me, no matter where it is.

So, anything I can do to help with school, tuition, you name it, I’m going to take care of it and you. ”

“I can’t ask you to do that.” She shakes her head.

“You aren’t asking me. I’m telling you that it’s what I want.”

“Okay.” She gives me a crooked smile. “So, I suppose we’re at least on our way to having a plan now?”

I nod slowly. “I think so, as much as we can anyway.”

“All right then.”