The trip to Cleveland took us eight hours, but we’ve made it and now I’m crashed out on the sofa while Felicity insists on cooking us something to eat in the kitchen.

Their apartment is small and homey with NHL memorabilia covering part of the walls. It’s also nice to see pictures of Felicity when she was younger in frames around the place, sometimes with Blake. No matter how much I’ve never gotten on with her brother, I can’t find fault in how he obviously tried to fill in the role of parent for Felicity while she matured into the young woman she is today.

“Your brother did good,” I shout, and getting to my feet, I pad softly into the small kitchen. She smiles, which always makes my heart pound that bit harder when it’s directed at me. “He made you a home.”

“He did. He suddenly became a mom and dad rolled into one.” She chuckles. “There have been a few bumps in the road along the way, but he made us a real home in this apartment, and I love him all the more for it.” Smiling, she adds, “He gave up a personal life for me, and he worked twice as hard to get drafted.”

She shrugs and then starts to laugh. “I’ll never forget the time he thought I should know about the birds and the bees.” She leans against the table with a fond smile on her lips. “He’d tried for days to broach the subject, but when he finally got the guts to just blurt it out, he was bright red. I’m not going to lie, I made him suffer.”

She shakes her head and continues, “I waited until he’d said the word penis, as though it was a disease, and then I admitted to watching porn at a friend’s house. He sagged in relief and then when it sank in that I’d watched a man and woman fucking, he was pissed as hell.” Giggling, she adds, “I’ve never known anyone to say penis the way he did. Sometimes now, I’ll tease him about that talk and his sudden stutter.”

Clearing my throat, I ask, “You’ve watched porn?”

She rolls her eyes. “That’s all you got out of that?”

“No…Now explain about the porn.”

“Yes, I’ve watched porn. Who hasn’t?”

I crowd her around the table, and taking the knife from her hands, I reach for her hips. Sitting her on the table, I kneel between her open thighs. “I can’t get over a little innocent like you watching the naughty stuff.”

I slip my hands up her dress, and follow with my mouth, nibbling along her thighs to her panty clad pussy.

“Hmm, I used to slip my hand into my panties while I watched.”

“Oh yeah? My dick likes the sound of that.” I slip a finger into her panties, and rub against the wetness already there before I yank her panties down her legs. “My mouth needs to taste this sweet pussy.”

Her legs wrap around my neck and I lean in, rubbing my nose against her mound, while my tongue slips out and plays against her clit.

She arches her back, shoving herself into my face. “Nothing has ever felt as good as it does when you touch me.”

“Damn straight.” I blow against her heat and watch as her core clenches around thin air, the sight making me throb to have her doing that around my dick.

Soon. Very soon.

“I want your release on my face, baby.” I shove a finger inside her as I suck on her swollen clit.

“Oh,” she moans, her hands gripping my head. “Kasey…Too much.” She tries to pull my head away, but I rub against her sweet spot with my finger and she bows off the table, panting.

Her fingers release me and grip the table, and with one final sweep of my tongue she’s coming. Her core clamps around my fingers while I lick her sensitive folds.

When her legs go lax on my shoulders, I ease up and kiss her mound. Getting to my feet is uncomfortable as hell with the monster of an erection pushing for freedom behind my zipper.

The satisfied smile on her face makes me smile in return as I grip her bottom and tug her up against me. Her arms slide around my neck and her legs wrap around my hips.

“Love me, Kasey,” she whispers against my lips as one of her hands slips between us to the fastener of my jeans.

My body trembles as I claim her mouth in a slow, soft kiss. She moans and slips her tongue between my lips. Deepening the kiss, and unable to get enough of her, I nearly come the minute her fingers wrap around my dick.

“I love”—she nibbles along my jaw—“how hard you get for me.”

Laughing, it turns into a throaty groan when her thumb rubs against the leaking slit. “I’m really worked up, babe.”

“Hmm,” she hums against my chest, her hand tightening into a fist around my flesh.

My blood heats to boiling point and I can’t think, let alone see straight, with her touch, and when she rubs me against her wet pussy, I take things into my own hands. I tilt her forward and nearly bust a nut when I glance down. I’m dripping with precum against Felicity’s core as she holds me in place, her slender fingers caress me…and, “Fuck, I’m going to come.”

Thrusting inside her, I jerk, coming so hard my eyes cross. I drop my face between her covered breasts and groan through the hard release. Felicity throws her head back and moans, and then her wet pussy convulses around me. The tightness surrounding me, tugs more release from my dick until I’m sure she’s sucked me dry as I strain over her.

“I can’t get enough of you,” I confess, and chuckle. “That nearly blew my head off, and I’m not only talking about the one on my shoulders.”

She giggles and it makes her core massage around me. I moan and slowly pull out as I watch my release follow. I snap my eyes closed to avoid the erotic sight before I blindly reach for a clean dishtowel. “We’ll toss it into the trash.” I quickly dry my cock and pulling my briefs and jeans back up, I hold the towel between her legs. I stroke her mound with my thumb before leaning in to capture her pink lips. “I love you,” I whisper, and capture another kiss.

Once I’ve cleaned her up, I help her back into her panties, finding that I’m reluctant to remove my hands from under her dress. But when I do she clasps them in hers. Kissing my knuckles, she moves my hands behind her back and wraps her arms around my waist, her head going to my chest. I hold her in the circle of my arms and rest my chin on the top of her head.

Felicity sighs. “This is the place that I always want to be. Wrapped up in your arms, listening to the beat of your heart. I love you, Kasey. I love you so much that I can’t believe you’re mine.”

“You’ll always be mine.” I kiss the top of her head, and picking her up in my arms move us to a kitchen chair. I sit with her on my lap, our arms still holding each other. “Will you do something for me when we get back?” I ask.

She frowns, so I continue, “I don’t ever want there to be anything between us. It feels too good being inside of you bare. I just don’t want to get you pregnant before you’re ready, okay? So I was wondering if you’d make a doctor’s appointment and, well, you know…” I flounder and can’t finish.

Felicity shakes her head, but with a huge smile splitting her face. “I’m not going to be taking anything, Kasey.” She gets to her feet and turns the oven off. “It’s ready.” She turns to face me with her bottom resting against the countertop. “If we get pregnant then we’ll deal with it, right? I mean it’s not something I’ve really thought about until you just mentioned it. But now I can’t get it out of my head. You keep talking about wanting a life with me. Well, I want one with you too.”

I’m sure that I’m grinning like an idiot, but I can’t help it, she’s a dream come true. “Are you sure?”

“More than anything.” She smiles. “Besides, I love feeling you come inside of me. It really turns me on but it also makes me feel special.”

“You are special.” I grab her up into my arms and twirl her around. “So damn special.”