Scrambling (Out in the NFL Book 1)

by Lex Valentine

  Evan put the photo back on the nightstand. He reached out and pulled Reed closer, tugging on the belt loops of his jeans. And then his hands were on the button fly, and within moments Reed stood naked before him.

  “I’m home, Reed. And I’m never going to leave you again.”

  Evan’s soft words held a steely note of determination that made Reed weak at the knees. He looked down then as Evan’s sandy head bent to him. Warm wetness engulfed his half-hard cock, bringing it to life. He gasped softly as a bolt of pure electricity shot through him.

  “Ev. Oh, my God, Ev. That feels amazing,” he whispered as his hands automatically speared through Evan’s soft blond hair.

  The only reply he got was the vibration of Evan’s humming as he sucked Reed better than anyone ever had before. He even outdid his own performance from the last time they were together. Awash in sensation, Reed decided that the difference between the last time they’d had sex and this one was the truth. There were no secrets any longer. He knew Evan loved him, had always loved him, and Evan knew the same. For Reed, every sexual experience he’d ever had simply vanished because they were meaningless. What he had with Evan eclipsed it all.

  Evan’s head bobbed a little as he worked Reed’s stiff prick with his mouth, tongue, and throat. His big hands tugged at Reed’s tight balls and reached beneath to stroke his tender opening. Reed shivered in anticipation. He wanted Evan to fuck him. He dreamed of it almost nightly. He’d never really thought of himself as a bottom, but with Evan, he’d much rather be fucked than anything else. The feel of Evan’s huge cock inside him did something to him both physically and emotionally; it made him feel as if he belonged, as if he were whole, and that he’d never be alone again.

  “Fuck me,” he breathed as Evan’s fingers teased his pucker. “God, I need you inside me. Please.”

  He didn’t really care that he was begging. He didn’t care if Evan knew he’d beg for it time and time again. He wanted to be possessed by Evan. He wanted his ass to feel the effects of that possession for days afterward. He wanted Evan to brand him.

  With frantic hands he tugged at Evan’s T-shirt, and finally Evan raised his head, leaving Reed’s cock wet and straining in the cool air of the bedroom. Reed whipped off Evan’s T-shirt and pushed him back on the bed, pushing away the comforter until they lay on the soft cream sheets. Straddling Evan’s legs and being careful not to bump his cast, Reed stripped off Evan’s jeans, happy to find him commando beneath the denim.

  Evan reached for a pillow and propped his head up so he could watch as Reed began to caress him. Reed shuddered as his mouth slid over Evan’s pecs, his tongue darting out to tease first one nipple, then the other. The taste and scent of Evan, the feel of his body beneath Reed’s hands and mouth, drove him insane with the need to be taken by the big man. He loved how tender Evan was despite his size. He loved the hardness of Evan’s body which contrasted with the gentleness of his touch. There wasn’t anything about Evan that Reed didn’t find one hundred percent arousing.

  Making his way down Evan’s torso, Reed traced the ridges of his abdomen with his tongue, stopping to dip the tip into Evan’s navel. By the time he swiped his tongue across the broad head of Evan’s impressive erection, his partner was moaning.

  “You’re a fucking tease. After all these weeks, after the last few days, I’m dying to come, and you’re fucking teasing me!” Evan whined.

  Reed chuckled. Teasing Evan was too easy. The man got hard just from Reed looking at him. He reached for the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a condom and lube. He caught Evan eyeing the new bottle and shook his head.

  “I told you no one had been in here. The only sex I’ve had in here has been with you on the phone.” Reed opened the condom packet and quickly rolled it over Evan’s cock. “You’ll have to help me a little. I don’t want to hurt your leg.”

  Evan grunted and reached for the lube. “It’s my third leg that hurts, not the broken one,” he muttered as he stroked lube over his cock. “Turn around. I want to see that ass.”

  Reed got on all fours facing Evan’s feet. The instant he was in position, he felt Evan’s breath teasing his hole. Evan kneaded his buttocks, and Reed shivered in reaction. Then a finger stroked his puckered flesh lightly. He bit his lip to keep from crying out as tantalizing touches drove him crazy with lust. When two thick fingers invaded his ass, wet with lube, he couldn’t hold back any longer, and he cried out, his body shuddering. “Stop! If you don’t, I’ll come right now, and I don’t want to do that until your cock is in my ass,” he pleaded breathlessly.

  Evan lowered his head, and Reed carefully turned to face him. His lover’s face was flushed, his blue eyes glittering with desire, his lips damp from the tongue that peeped out, licking them in anticipation. Reed leaned over and took that inviting mouth with his own. A whimper came from their crushed-together lips, and Reed swept his tongue into Evan’s mouth, brushing his gums, the edge of his teeth, and tangling with Evan’s tongue in a dance of fire. He kissed Evan again and again before moving to pepper hot kisses over the hard muscle, sinew, and bone of his shoulders. He traced the freckles on the lightly tanned skin and nipped at his strong throat and neck, delighting in the golden stubble that rasped against his tongue.

  “I need you,” he moaned. “Only you. Always you, Evan.”

  Their gazes met, and Reed knew he had to look like a wild man, hair an untamed mass of curls, and eyes glazed with lust and love.

  Evan’s hands urged him up as he positioned his cock beneath Reed’s ass. “Careful,” he warned as his cockhead pressed lightly to the lubed hole.

  Reed tilted his hips and used his thighs for leverage as he sank down on Evan’s cock. At first the resistance hurt, and he wheezed out a pain-filled breath. But Evan soothed him, and they rocked together until the thick head popped in. After that, he relished the burn of Evan’s erection penetrating his near-virginal passage. When he finally sat on Evan’s thighs, careful to make sure his legs weren’t bumping his lover’s cast, it took only the smallest of movements for Evan’s cock to press his prostate.

  Panting, they stared at each other in silence.

  “I didn’t think it could be better than the last time, but I was wrong,” Evan said hoarsely. “This is paradise.”

  Reed reached out and laced his fingers with Evan’s, their hands dovetailed together. “It’s because you know I love you. And I know you love me. It makes all the difference in the world.”

  Emotion filled Evan’s eyes. “It does. Now ride me, babe. I love seeing you on my cock like this.”

  Reed rode. He snapped his hips; he balanced on his knees and used his thighs to pump himself up and down on Evan’s cock. They rocked together, his prostate stimulated with every stroke. His cock leaked a puddle of precum onto Evan’s belly until Evan took him in hand and began to stroke him in time to Reed’s thrusts.

  Between the grip on his dick and the pressure on his prostate, Reed knew he was about to come. Heat wrapped him in a blanket of pleasure so intense he saw spots before his eyes. He cried out, his ass clamping down on Evan’s cock as he sprayed ropes of cum onto Evan’s chest. Deep within him, he could feel the pulse of Evan’s cock as he came, his hands squeezing Reed’s thighs convulsively. The big body beneath him shuddered and jerked as Evan’s orgasm hit him.

  As the spasms subsided, Reed carefully lifted himself off Evan, disposed of the condom, and quickly cleaned them up. Then he snuggled into Evan’s warm embrace in the big bed, listening to the sound of birds and the ocean that came from the open window.

  “This is bliss,” he murmured, stroking his hands over Evan’s big biceps.

  “I never thought I’d have this.” Evan’s voice held amazement. “I want to shout and jump for joy and at the same time just hold you so tightly that you won’t ever get away.”

  Reed chuckled. “I feel the same. Possessive. You’re mine. I love you so much. I’ve been jealous of Bryce probably as much as you’ve been jealous of Len,” he admitte
d. “But neither of them ever meant what they should have to us. I understand that now. There was never anything to be jealous of. You’ve always belonged to me, Evan McAdam. Always.”

  Evan brushed a kiss over Reed’s forehead, making him feel loved and cherished. His heart ached from the tenderness his lover showed him.

  “And you’ve always belonged to me, Reed Matthews. There’s no other man in the world I’d let put his hands under my ass day in and day out,” he joked in reference to his position as center.

  “You can give me your balls anytime,” Reed said on a laugh. “I promise to always cherish them.”

  “And suck them. Don’t forget the sucking.”

  They both laughed, and Reed hugged Evan. He might not have been the one to leave California, but he hadn’t felt comfortable the entire time Evan had been gone. Lying in Evan’s arms on a quiet Sunday morning, the aftermath of their orgasms still sending tiny shivers of reaction through them, Reed suddenly felt as if he’d come home too. For the first time in his life he felt as if he was where he belonged, where he was meant to be. And all it had taken was to be held in the arms of the man he’d always loved.

  They lay in the big four-poster and watched the game. Reed offered to let Evan watch the Dolphins, but he didn’t really care to see them. His heart had always been with the Stars. So they watched the Stars game lying naked, wrapped around each other contentedly, yelling at the TV, and enjoying being together. Later they showered and dressed in jeans and T-shirts for dinner with Evan’s parents.

  Reed drove them up to the San Fernando Valley in his black Lexus SUV. There was plenty of room for Evan’s long legs and cast, and as they drove, he admired the vehicle. There weren’t a lot of cars or trucks he could feel comfortable in at his height, but Reed’s SUV was roomy and luxurious, a winning combination. He caught Reed smiling at him when he glanced over.

  “Like it, do you?”

  “I fit in it,” he said with nod. “What’s not to like after clearing that hurdle?”

  “Plenty of room for carting around kids and football gear.” Reed shot him an anticipatory look.

  “You’re putting the cart before the horse, aren’t you?” Evan asked, a smile starting to curve his lips. “I haven’t even asked you to marry me yet.”

  “You will. If you don’t, I’ll beat you to it. We were meant to be together, and you know it.”

  Reed watched the road, and Evan stared at his profile, marveling at how easily his lover accepted their relationship. He still had twinges of pain, of thinking it was all a dream, but mostly he’d come to accept that they were together now and all the anguish was in the past.

  “It will all come to be. Just keep a lid on your excitement, okay?” Evan teased, knowing Reed wasn’t the type to ever contain his excitement and happiness.

  It had been at least a year since his parents had come out to Florida to see him, and Evan was excited to be going home, especially with Reed at his side. His parents welcomed them with open arms, accepting Reed’s presence with him as if they had always been together. And in some sense, Evan realized, they had. They'd just added another layer to their relationship, a layer of mutual love and bonding that promised to be with them forever.

  It was the best family dinner Evan had ever had, despite his parents’ persistent questions about when he and Reed would be getting married. They returned to the hotel in Dana Point later than they’d anticipated, and it was nearly midnight before they slid into bed.

  Evan pressed his naked body against Reed’s. “I can’t believe I’m home,” he murmured contentedly.

  Reed wrapped hard arms around him, holding him tightly. “You’re in my arms. That’s home.”

  “It is,” Evan agreed. “You are all I’ve ever wanted, you know.”

  “I didn’t know, but I do now, and I won’t ever let you go.” Reed pressed a line of kisses along the top of Evan’s shoulder. “Wherever you go, I’ll follow. I won’t ever let anything separate us again now that I know you love me.”

  “Whatever you need from me, whenever you need me, I’ll always be here for you.”

  They clung together, the heat of their bodies warming the cool sheets of the bed as they put the past behind them.

  “You’re my first love, my only love,” Reed vowed softly, kissing his way along Evan’s stubbled jaw.

  “First in my heart always,” Evan replied, using Reed’s own words to make his vow.

  “I always said we’d make the best team ever. I knew it, even at six.”

  Evan chuckled as happiness took flight within him. “I love you, Reed.”

  “I love you too, Evan. So very much.” Reed kissed him softly. “Make love to me.”

  “The cast,” Evan warned him.

  Reed made a face. “We’ll figure it out.”

  “Together. We’ll figure it out together,” Evan told him and proceeded to kiss his quarterback senseless.

  Reed writhed against Evan as the heat between them built. “God, I want you to fuck me,” Evan muttered. “It’s never been so good for me as when I was with you. I dream about it constantly.”

  “After all this time?” Reed asked, surprise coloring his voice.

  “Yes, after all this time. I don’t think I’ll ever forget that night. It was sheer perfection.” Evan licked the spot beneath Reed’s ear and felt his lover shiver in reaction.

  Evan’s mouth trailed a line of kisses along Reed’s collarbone. When he reached Reed’s throat, he sucked up a mark, and Reed moaned. Evan stared at the mark for a moment, lost in possessiveness for the man pressed against him.

  Reed arched his neck as if inviting more marks. “For years I dreamed of you fucking me, but I never thought I’d get to fuck you until that night. It was amazing. The best night of my life,” he said.

  Evan rarely used his strength anywhere except the football field, but with his leg in a cast, his movements were severely limited when it came to the bedroom, so for once he used his muscle to get what he wanted. Lifting Reed by the waist, he pulled his lover onto his chest.

  Reed ran his hands over Evan’s chest, arms, and shoulders. “Fuck! You’re like a god. These huge muscles are so hot.” He began to use his mouth to trace the same route his hands had taken. “I love touching you. Your body turns me on.”

  The wet, openmouthed kisses Reed trailed over Evan’s flesh were undeniably arousing, but not nearly as much as the thick stalk of Reed’s erection, pressing against Evan’s dick. Evan knew he’d never tire of feeling the sensuous glide of their cocks together. He loved the friction and the freedom to run his hands all over Reed’s body. But the urge building within him wasn’t for frotting. He needed Reed to fuck him.

  Evan made a frustrated sound, and Reed paused with his tongue in Evan’s navel. He lifted his head from his exploration of Evan’s body.

  “What?”

  “I want you to fuck me, but this goddamned cast is gonna kill me. My balls ache, and I can’t figure out how to do this with a broken leg,” Evan huffed out in irritation.

  Reed sat up, his hands on Evan’s thigh, softly caressing. “Kneeling is out,” he said, his expression thoughtful. “Holding it up is out too. That would be really awkward.”

  With a grunt, Evan shifted the cast on the sheet. “It’s like a cage around my leg. It’s not heavy like the first one, but it’s annoying.”

  Then Reed’s dark eyes flashed. He pushed on the thigh he’d been stroking, and Evan went with it, rolling to his side. Reed gently moved the leg with the walking cast over until Evan lay on his good side, the bad leg canted toward the side of the bed, and his ass fully on display before Reed. Evan grinned. Trust his man to figure it out. A good quarterback always had a backup plan.

  “Damn it, Ev. I could stare at your ass all night,” Reed breathed as his hands caressed the hard muscles of Evan’s buttocks.

  “You’d better not. I need you to fuck me, remember?” With a growl, Evan tilted his broken leg farther forward, the movement naturally spreading hi
s ass cheeks for Reed. “It’s just my lower leg that’s broken. The rest of me can take whatever you dish out.”

  Evan twisted his head around just in time to catch a sly look cross Reed’s handsome face. Moments later Reed crawled over him, his cock poking Evan in his sensitive crease as Reed locked lips with him. The taste of wine on Reed’s tongue made Evan shiver in anticipation. They sucked each other’s tongues for a bit while Reed humped Evan’s ass, but before long, it wasn’t enough for either of them.

  Sliding off Evan, Reed reached for the lube on the nightstand. Evan’s body tightened in anticipation, his arousal spiking hard, leaving his cock leaking copious precum onto the sheet. He watched as Reed popped the top on the bottle and then stopped.

  “Reed!” He gritted out his lover’s name, the single syllable colored with the frustration of his tight, aching balls.

  The sly smile had returned to Reed’s face. He set the bottle on the mattress and leaned toward Evan’s ass, nipping one cheek. Evan yelped, startled by the sharp, fleeting pain. Reed’s long-fingered hands spread Evan’s ass cheeks apart, and with a loud groan, Reed pressed his face into Evan’s crease. He began licking and sucking Evan’s tender hole. His teeth, tongue, and lips were fully engaged in his task, and pleasure streaked through Evan as Reed’s avid tongue pushed his arousal higher. He’d never had a lover lavish such attention on his entrance before. Of course, no man had ever made love to him as Reed had. No one had ever loved him as Reed did. Finally, Evan accepted the depth of Reed’s feelings for him. As much as he’d loved Reed over the years, Reed had loved him back, measure for measure. And now that they had confessed the truth of their hearts, the freedom from secrets had lent a decidedly wicked abandon to their lovemaking.

  Evan gasped when Reed’s tongue wriggled its way into his hole, slathering it with saliva and a series of hot, twisted licks that turned Evan into a quivering mass of want.