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  “Tyler…I’m good. Please move, baby,” she begged.

  I slid out slowly and pushed back in at the same leisurely pace. God, I missed this. She pushed her hips back, grinding into me, encouraging me to move faster. “Fuck me harder!” I did. I picked up the pace, holding onto her hips tightly. Plunging deep into her pussy, over and over again.

  Kyla’s head dropped to the pillow as she let out muffled screams. I reached my hand around her waist and between her legs, providing the friction she needed to get off. I rubbed her clit furiously and I felt her walls clench me hard, pulsing around me. It was enough to push me over the edge. I let out a low growl from deep in my chest and came inside her.

  I leaned over her back, dropped my head next to hers and breathed her in. “Why have we never done that before?” she asked, gasping for breath. “I missed you so much.” I collapsed beside Kyla and brought her head to rest on my chest. I held her tight, just enjoying the post sex bliss.

  “I missed you, too,” I answered, running my fingers along her back.

  I suddenly remembered the gifts I had brought her. I slid out from under her and quickly threw my jeans on.

  “Where are you going?”

  “I’ll be back in a minute.” I grabbed my keys, ran down the stairs and out to my car. I grabbed my duffle bag out of the trunk. When I got back to my bedroom, Kyla had snuggled under my blankets. She looked small and so adorable laying in my bed. “I brought you something.” I unzipped the bag and pulled out two shirts. I threw them at her unsuspecting head. They landed on her face and she started to laugh, pulling them away.

  “What’s this?”

  “Take a look.”

  She opened the first shirt. It was a green MSU football hoodie with JACKSON printed on the back. “I love it,” she squealed. Then she shook open the other shirt. It was a MSU football jersey, also with my name on it.

  “I want everyone to know, when you come to the games that you’re with me.” I said giving her a devilish smirk. “Plus, I gotta show you off a little bit.” I plopped down on the bed next to her.

  “Maybe this will help keep those skanky bitches away from you.” I laughed at her jealous side coming out. She threw the jersey over her head and stood up on the bed. It came down and hit her at mid-thigh. “How do I look?” she questioned, dancing around on the bed.

  “Fucking adorable!” I scooted closer and looked up under the jersey at her beautiful naked body.

  She held the fabric close against her legs. “Hey, no peeking!” she laughed.

  “Oh, I’ll peek all I want. You’re all mine!” I reached up and grabbed her around the waist, pulling her back down to the bed with me. “Now everyone will know it.” She looked so sexy in my jersey, her slender legs hanging out the bottom.

  I made love to her wearing nothing but my jersey.

  We got dressed and snuggled up on my bed together. God, I’d missed this. It didn’t take long for us to fall asleep in each other’s arms.

  I was shaken awake by a hand on my shoulder. I looked down at Kyla sleeping and then looked up at my dad.

  “I just wanted to let you know we were home. Is Kyla spending the night?” he whispered. My parents were cool. They knew Kyla and I were having sex, but they didn’t seem to mind us spending time together in my room.

  I rubbed at my eyes. “I don’t think her dad would like that very much,” I answered. “What time is it?”

  “It’s a little after midnight.”

  “Thanks, dad. I’ll take her home in a little bit. I just want to hold her for a while longer. I really missed her.”

  He smiled down on me. “I know you did. Don’t fall back asleep or you’ll be in hot water with her parents.”

  “Okay.”

  My dad quietly left, leaving me alone with my girl. I brushed the hair away from her face and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. She was my angel. I knew us being apart was going to be hard, but I wasn’t ever going to let her go.

  Chapter 35

  Kyla

  December of our Junior Year

  We’d made it! It wasn’t easy, but Tyler and I made it! Football season was tough, but I went to every home game, and some away games, if they weren’t too far. I would spend the night with him, after each game, locked tight in his arms. Luckily, Cody was cool. He usually went to a party after the games. Tyler and I mostly passed on the parties, and so we got our time alone together. After football season, things relaxed considerably, and Tyler would have time to visit me at Western. On those nights, Tori would go stay in Chris’s room, so we could have our alone time.

  I was right about some things. Tyler was amazing. I knew he would be. His freshman year, he was the back-up quarterback. He proved himself over and over again. He had a gift. He had a way of seeing the field and knowing just where to put the ball. By sophomore year, he had taken over the quarterback position outright. Tori and Chris usually came to the games with me, but I was his biggest fan. I cheered so loud, that my voice would go hoarse by the end of every game. I wore his name on my back proudly, and waited for him by the locker room after every game. He was always so pumped after a game, and our best sex happened on those nights.

  I was right about the skanky bitches, too. They flocked around Tyler like he was a superstar. I guess he was. He had gotten more filled out, as he got older. He had the body of a god and the looks to go with it. His dark hair and blue eyes were a deadly combination. The girls…skanky bitches…fell over their own feet to get to him. They flirted shamelessly and acted utterly ridiculous, throwing themselves at him. I always stood off to the side and watched their embarrassing display of want and lust. But Tyler never paid any attention to them. When he came out of the locker room, he would push right by the flock of girls calling his name, and walk right into my arms, kissing me passionately for all of them to see. Sometimes, when I was being catty, I would turn and wave over my shoulder to the hoard of skanks, as we walked away with our arms locked around each other.

  On the nights we did decide to go to a party, the girls were even worse. They pretended like I didn’t exist. Girls would come up to congratulate Tyler on a game, hanging on his arm or rubbing their hands on his chest. It was sickening. Tyler simply said thanks and moved along. If we were dancing, the girls would squeeze right between us and try rocking against his body. Tyler was skilled at maneuvering around them and bringing me back into his arms. I still didn’t trust them. But I completely trusted Tyler. He had never given me a reason not to.

  Honestly, I hated going to the parties at MSU, but sometimes it was necessary. The guys were cool with me though and accepted me as a part of Tyler’s life. They were never disrespectful, maybe because they knew how protective Tyler was of me. Freshman year, some guy tried to put the moves on me, groping my ass and acting like a drunken idiot. Tyler knocked him out cold with one punch. He was easy going, until someone messed with me. Then he transformed into my protective Rottweiler. Nobody wanted to cross that line. And I was fine with that.

  Our relationship was solid. We had made things work, even though the conditions were not ideal. I kept to my promise and always supported Tyler. I knew he had so much talent. The pro scouts were already sniffing around and he had a real chance at playing for the NFL. This was his dream, and I would never stand in the way of that. I had my own dreams, but they paled in comparison to his. I just hoped that I would be able to put my artistic skills to good use and find a job I loved. That’s why, even though I could have done anything, I chose graphic arts and advertising. I was sure it was a career path that would allow me to do what I had a natural talent for.

  One thing about going to all the games, was how fast the fall semester flew by. Tyler and the guys made it to the Rose Bowl for the first time in over twenty-five years. To say the energy on campus was electric would be an understatement. Everyone was totally pumped. They’d be playing against Stanford on New Year’s Day.

  Tyler and I went home for Christmas break. We spent a lot of time with our
families, but plenty of time alone together too. My family was his and his was mine. After three years, we’d become inseparable. I couldn’t imagine it any other way.

  I’d been a little off lately though. I’d been dealing with some issues that I really needed to talk to Tyler about, but now was not the time. With the Rose Bowl looming, I didn’t want to be a distraction. And so, I plastered a smile on my face and pretended that everything was great. Tyler didn’t seem to notice, so I guess my acting skills were actually pretty good. I promised myself that I’d talk to him when the bowl game was over.

  Chapter 36

  Tyler

  Life was pretty awesome right now. I had my girl. I was the QB for MSU. And we were going to be playing in the Rose Bowl.

  Kyla had been more than I could have ever dreamed of. I wanted everything to work for us when we went away to college, but I would be lying if I didn’t say that the distance had made me nervous. Football season was a crazy, busy time. Between practice, games, and classes, there was very little time for anything else. Kyla came to all my games, and as she promised, she was my biggest fan. She would bring Chris and Tori or sit with my parents. She proudly wore my name on her back and cheered louder than anyone else.

  I loved the games. The roar of the crowd. The energy in the stadium. The feeling of winning. But, my favorite time was always after the games, when I could take Kyla back to my room and make love to her.

  She was right though; the girls here were ruthless. They were always trying to get my attention. I’d had more than a few offers for no-strings attached sex. The temptations were there. It would have been easy to say yes and think that she would never know. But, no thank you! What Kyla and I had, wasn’t worth destroying for a one-night fuck. I wanted to marry that girl one day and I was not about to mess that up. She was my everything.

  I’d had my worries about her too. I knew that the guys at Western must have be hitting on her. She was smart, sexy, and gorgeous. I’d asked Chris if I had anything to worry about. He said she was busy with her classes and spent a lot of time in her dorm room studying. He said he’d never seen anything that I should be worried about. She was totally devoted to me. Deep down I knew nothing would happen, but I was a guy and I knew how other guys thought.

  Kyla and I came home for Christmas break. We were able to spend a ton of time together and that was a nice change from our weekends only routine. I had to go back to MSU early to be with the team and get ready to fly across the country. January first we played in Pasadena against Stanford. I was totally stoked. Kyla, Tori, Chris and my parents would be flying out a few days later. They had tickets to come out for the game, and I was able to get them awesome seats. I was so glad my girl, my friends, and my family would be there.

  Tonight was my last night with Kyla before leaving. I just wanted to spend some time with my girl.

  Chapter 37

  Kyla

  “What do you want to do tonight, baby?” Tyler took my hand and kissed it. We were sitting in his car, and it was freaking freezing out. That was the thing about Michigan. The summers were great, but the winters could be brutal.

  “Can we go back to your house? Maybe we can watch a movie or something. I just want to be snuggled up next to you.” We didn’t get very much time to just be. Seeing each other only on weekends, made everything rushed because we knew we only had a short time together. I liked spending time at Tyler’s because his parents were rarely home and when they were, nobody worried about what we were doing. They were VERY liberal. My parents were more conservative and my dad was always checking on us.

  “Whatever you want. That actually sounds really good, we haven’t had a lot of downtime lately.” Tyler pulled out of the driveway and headed towards his house. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I’d been exhausted and right now this felt nice. I took in the smell of his cologne and just relaxed.

  When we got to Tyler’s, no one was home. We went right up to his room and shut the door. I stripped off my winter coat and shoes and plopped down on his bed. Tyler plopped next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I snuggled my head to his chest. I loved these moments where it just us with no outside distractions.

  “You know I love you, right?” Tyler’s question took me by surprise.

  I turned my head so I could look in his deep blue eyes. “Of course, I know you love me. Why would you ask me that?”

  He ran his hand through my hair. “I just know that this has been hard on you. Football season is so busy and I feel like I don’t spend enough time with you. With the Rose Bowl coming, it’s taken even more time from us”

  I glanced down at the heart shaped ring on my finger. I never took it off. Ever. “Ty, we knew it was going to be like this. After the Rose Bowl, things will get easier. I know it’s a juggling act for you and it’s not easy. I promised I would always support you and I will. I’m not going anywhere.” Yes, it had been hard on me too, but wouldn’t trade it for anything.

  Tyler kissed my forehead and stared at me intently. “I don’t want you to ever think that you come second to football. I’d give it all up if you asked me to.”

  “I’d never ask you to do that. You have an amazing talent. I wouldn’t be surprised if you got drafted by the NFL. That would be pretty cool, don’t you think?” I said with a big smile.

  “Yeah,” he smiled. “That would be pretty awesome.” I saw a glimmer in his eye as he pondered the possibility. But then, he turned serious again. “It wouldn’t mean anything without you though. I am going to marry you someday. I bet we’d make some pretty babies together. You’re going to be adorable when you’re pregnant.” He ran his knuckles down the side of my face, then grabbed my chin and pulled it to him for a kiss.

  I swallowed down the lump in my throat. We’d talked about marriage before, but this is the first time he’d ever said anything about having a baby. I wanted all of it. Everything he’d just said, made my heart melt. “Where is all this coming from?”

  “My heart. I never want you to forget how important you are to me. It seems like finishing college is going to take forever. I don’t know if I can wait that long.”

  He had made me so happy. He couldn’t have said anything more perfect tonight. “Let’s get through the bowl game first and then we can talk about this more. I mean, we could make it work right? I could transfer to MSU and we could get an apartment. Or maybe we could find someplace in between.”

  “We could definitely make it work.” Tyler gave me that panty dropping smile and kissed me deeply.

  I ran my hands up under his shirt and traced his muscles with my fingertips. I placed gentle kisses down his stomach and started to unbutton his jeans. I unzipped them and kissed down that sexy “V”. He lifted his hips and pushed his jeans down his legs. I pulled his boxer briefs down, letting him spring free. I wrapped my hand around him and began rubbing him up and down. I bent forward, and took him in my mouth. I took him deep to the back of my throat and swirled my tongue around the head. Tyler let out a low growl, and pushed my hair out of the way so he could watch. “I love seeing your mouth wrapped around my dick. You are so fucking sexy.” I pushed him deeper into my throat, rubbing his head along the roof of my mouth on the way down. Tyler started to pump his hips up and down, helping to set the rhythm. I felt him harden more and twitch. “I’m gonna come, baby.” He emptied everything he had into my mouth and I swallowed down every last drop.

  Tyler grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up to him. I kissed him with all I had. I poured all my love into that kiss. He was my other half and I needed him like I needed air. I broke the kiss and whispered to him. “I love you so much, Ty.” I got tears in my eyes. I tried to blink them back, but they fell down my cheeks.

  “I love you too, Ky. Why are you crying?” He wiped my tears away with his thumb, and looked at me with concern in his eyes.

  I shrugged “I don’t know. Guess I’m just feeling emotional.”

  He wrapped his arms around me tightly a
nd held me to his chest. He kissed the top of my head and buried his face in my hair. “I’m gonna take care of you. Always.” We stayed like that for a long time. Just buried in the warmth of each other.

  Tyler broke the silence. “I think it’s your turn.” He rolled me onto my back and pulled his shirt off. Then he lifted mine over my head. He ran his hands over my bra, rubbing my nipples through the lace. I arched my back and he reached behind me and undid the clasp. He pulled the straps of my bra down my arms and tossed it to the side. He ran his hands over my breasts. “You are so beautiful.” He leaned down and took one of my breasts into his mouth, sucking and nipping gently with his teeth. Then he did the same to the other. I swear his mouth was magic. I let out a moan of pleasure.

  Tyler slid his hands down my flat stomach and to my jeans. He removed my pants and panties in one motion, pulling them down my legs. He ran his hands back up the inside of my legs to my thighs and gently pushed them apart. His head disappeared between my thighs as he worshipped my body. His tongue darted out and licked at my opening. I was so wet already. He ate me out like a starving man. Then his tongue moved up through my folds to my clit. He licked me up and down and then sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth. He knew it drove me insane. He stuck two fingers inside me, pumping them in and out, as he continued his assault on my pussy. My hips started to buck up off the bed at the pleasure he was giving me. He placed a hand on my stomach to keep me still and continued to suck. I threw my head back and let out a strangled moan. I was being wound so tight, as I climbed higher and higher. And then, white lights flashed behind my eyelids as I shattered beneath Tyler’s tongue. “Holy fuck!” I breathed out, trying to catch my breath.