I take my jersey off, smiling at him. It has his number, but it’s the only one that reads Mrs. Hendricks on the back. I’ve had it since his very first game. I quickly strip off the rest of my clothes because I do know how he likes me. Naked with only my wedding ring on.
It’s how I like Ren, too. Though his ring is in the bathroom right now. He doesn’t take it to the stadiums, always worried something might happen to it when he has to leave it in the locker room. But that doesn’t matter. He got a tattoo of it on his ring finger, one that he never has to take off. I’d wanted to get one, too, because I take mine off sometimes when I’m drawing or messing with paint, but Ren ended up getting me a band to wear with his name engraved on in. He said there was no way something was marking my skin.
“I don’t like when people try to take my attention from you,” Ren says as he stalks up the bed like a lion.
“I know you don’t.” I let my legs part wider for his broad body. “You have all night to give me your attention. How will you start?” I tease. I let my head fall back, the alcohol catching up with me.
“Eyes, babe.”
I lazily open them at his command. He’s on top of me, and I reach up, running my hands through his hair. I feel his cock at my entrance. “First time is going to be fast to take the edge off, but you’re going to cum real good on my cock. You’ll keep those eyes open because I need them on me.” He grunts the last part as he slides into me in one full thrust, and I moan his name.
“Louder!” he barks as he starts to thrust in and out of me. Filling me up. Leaving no part of me untouched. Like he always does.
“Ren!” I say his name louder this time. He leans back, pulling my ass into his lap, still thrusting. I watch where our bodies are joined and the sight gets me even hotter.
“I never know how I get inside of you. You’re so small and tight, but each time it reminds me I was made to fit you perfectly. When I slide right in and you moan my name in pleasure…I fit because I belong there.”
“God, yes,” I say, my orgasm pushing forward. Ren is not a man of many words, but in the bedroom he could talk forever and I freaking love it.
“You going to cum for me, babe? I’ll fill you up so full. Make you smell like me so everyone knows you’re my wife.”
“Please,” I beg. I’m so close.
“One of these times you aren’t going to be protected. I’m going to give you all my cum and there will be nothing stopping me from putting my baby in you. Everyone will know then. There will be no missing who you belong to.”
The thrill of his dirty words send me over, and I cum on him. Waves of pleasure flow through me, and I feel the heat of Ren cumming with me. Our pleasure rolls together like it always does, and I never know where his ends and mine begins.
He leans down and rolls us, not letting his cock slip free. We lie there in silence, enjoying the feel of each other, his arms wrapped around me.
“They trying to get you to go?” I ask, knowing the answer.
“Yeah,” he says simply. I know he’s been getting pushed by agents to go into the draft this year. To not finish his senior year and go into the NFL. I’m not scared. I already knew what was going to happen, but Ren hasn’t said a word about it.
“You wanna move off campus or stay in the marriage dorm? Maybe get a place with a little more room?” he says closing the door on him going to the draft.
I knew this would be his decision without discussing it. Ren isn’t going anywhere I can’t go, and I still have one more year left of school. He would never go into the draft knowing that I have to stay behind. I want to talk him out of it, but in the end it will be the same result—Ren doing what he wants to do. And that includes putting me first.
“No, I like it small,” I say though a yawn. “I like us tripping over each other.”
“None of that.” Ren rolls us over again. “You’re not going to sleep yet.” His cock slips free, and I moan. “I’ll wake you up,” he says in my ear as he starts to trail kisses down my body, making his way between my legs.
He doesn’t let me fall asleep until we see the sun come up. But I never complain when I end up wrapped in his arms.
Epilogue
Ren
Another two years later…
I swing the front door open so hard I’m surprised and relieved it doesn’t shatter. Lily has spent the last few month making our new home perfect and I’d hate to mess it up. It’s absolutely beautiful, and I’m so fucking glad to be here.
I was over the moon when I got picked up by the Minnesota Vikings. I didn’t think it would happen. They had the first round pick, and I knew I wasn’t going that soon. So I just prayed that maybe they’d get me in the second. I wanted to stay on board until then, but to everyone’s surprise they’d grabbed me up right out the gate.