by Natalie Lux
Why did he keep this photo for all these years? It had been almost ten years since it was taken and he carried it around all this time? My heart leaped as I realized what that meant. Maybe I was hard on him. Maybe he really did love me. Maybe I was good enough for a man like Reid Mannix.
Was something like this photo still a possibility? Was I ready to give myself up to him again?
12
Eva
I spotted Reid’s truck as soon as my Uber pulled into the parking lot. Of course, he’d be inside, probably drinking with some more girls all over him for me to witness. Perfect.
I pushed open the door, grateful the bouncer wasn’t there yet, and spotted Reid at the end of the bar, his face glued to his phone as he sipped a drink. He was wearing a tight-fitted, light-blue button-up with the sleeves rolled up. Ugh, he knew rolled up sleeves on a button-up was one of my weaknesses.
I slipped into the stool next to him, surprised he hadn’t noticed me yet.
“Uh, hello? Anyone home?” I said, tapping him lightly on the shoulder and holding up his wallet. He glanced up at me and grinned, giving my stomach a fresh case of butterflies.
“Just following some football guys on social media. Waiting to hear back from a few people. No big deal.”
His voice was casual and the smile was there, but I could tell something was bothering him. I’d gotten very good at reading his expressions over the years and that skill probably helped when I started acting.
“You getting a lot of offers then? I know this is the time when most people have their agents and stuff.”
His expression flickered as he took the wallet.
“Let me guess, your dad knows that too, huh? How come he never mentioned football when I was over there?”
“Because he and his girlfriend were always at work,” I said. “But back to you, how are the offers? Do you have an agent yet?”
He looked as though that was the last thing he wanted to talk about.
“Ron, can I get another gin and tonic? And—what do you want, Eva?”
“I’ll take a whiskey sprite,” I blurted without thinking. I wasn’t much of a drinker, which was pretty unusual for Hollywood. Nor was I much of a whiskey girl. Wasn’t that the liquor that everyone got drunk off of at parties? That wasn’t me.
“Honestly, Eva? It’s not going so hot right now with the recruiting thing.”
I looked at him, his expression solemn. I’d only seen this kind of look after him and his dad would fight and after his mother left.
“What do you mean? Don’t you have an agent yet?” I knew I shouldn’t be pressing it, but I was curious. The guy lived and breathed football, was on a national championship squad, was clearly good enough to start on said squad, and wasn’t going after it?
“Nope,” he said, shaking his head. He looked me right in the eye. “Honestly, Eva? I don’t know if I can make it in the NFL.”
“But that’s been your dream since you started playing in high school.”
“It still is, don’t get me wrong,” he said sipping at his drink. “But some people just aren’t cut out for the industry. I’m sure you can relate—you need to be a special kind of person to make it in Hollywood, right?”
I nodded silently. He was right, of course—I didn’t think there was anything special about me, but it had taken a long time before I had finally gotten used to the intricacies of the Hollywood scene. You did need to have an eye for certain things, like whether or not someone is trying to take advantage of you.
“It’s kind of the same way with the NFL. Only it’s even harder to get into than Hollywood. You have to be good. Damn good. Damn near perfect to even get consideration to enter the draft. And that hasn’t happened for me yet.”
“And that’s why you have the engineering degree as a backup,” I said, finally understanding. I definitely should have given him more credit—he wasn’t dumb when I’d known him, but he was the kid that always put school second. What he was telling me was pretty fucking smart. And an engineer? Impressive.
“Well, you looked pretty good on the field yesterday,” I said, grinning at him. “I could tell some of those trick plays you guys hadn’t run much but they caught every ball.”
“Yeah,” he said, smiling as he turned back to look at me. “Yeah, it went okay. I don’t know, I guess we’ll see what happens. Maybe the bright lights aren’t for me, you know? Not everyone can be a hot star in a crazy industry,” he said, winking at me.
“Hot star, huh? What are you trying to say?”
My heart pounded again as he cupped my face with a large warm hand, his blue-green eyes piercing mine.
“I’m trying to say, why don’t we dance?”
I grimaced and downed the rest of my drink, looking over at the completely deserted dance floor.
“I don’t dance,” I said. “I’m an actress, not a dancer.”
But Reid wouldn’t take no for an answer. Grinning he took me by the waist and led me to the dance floor as a new, slower song with a soft beat played. I vaguely recognized the crooning music as some song from the 80s, easy enough to dance to for a normal girl. Not for me.
But as soon as he put his hand in mine and cupped my waist, everything started to feel natural. His body pressed against mine as I leaned my head forward onto his tight pecs, lost in the feel of his warm body.
“There you go, you’re getting better already,” he said into my ear. “And you only stepped on my feet twice.”
I blushed and looked up at him.
“My bad,” I said as he chuckled, his eyes peering into my soul.
“Yeah, you are bad, aren’t you?”
“Sometimes. When I’m with the right person.”
“And are you?” his voice breathed into my ear, making me quiver. “Why don’t we find out?”
In that instant, the world changed. He had me and we both knew it.
I moaned involuntarily into his chest as he nibbled my neck, his hot tongue sending darts of pleasure coursing through my body. His hand had gotten even lower, so it was cupping my ass as we slowly swayed to the music, the heat between my legs starting to envelop my body.
I’m sure all the whiskey I’d had tonight contributed to what was happening, but I didn’t care. The second his arms wrapped around my body, I was all his, and he knew it. My hands traced lines along his thick back, feeling every muscle as I melted in his arms, our lips meeting once again.
He broke off the kiss and grabbed my hand, leading me to his car. I didn’t know what the hell I thought I was doing with Reid Mannix of all people, but at that moment I didn’t care. The next thing I remember was that we were in the front seat of his truck and my panties were being slid down my legs as Reid’s tongue began to flick down my body.
God, it was almost like magic the way he remembered every one of my buttons to press. I shivered in pleasure as his hands moved down my body, exploring every inch. His long, hard fingers explored my legs as his tongue continued to work in my mouth, kissing me even more forcefully now.
I gasped as his fingers found my sweet spot.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered as his practiced fingers slid inside my pussy and started to move in and out of me, hitting all my spots. It was amazing – after an entire year of Colton, he’d never been able to get me off the way Reid was doing right now. I bucked in his powerful arms as he fingered me, his thumb playing with my clit. All self-control disappeared as I groaned into his shoulder and began to come on his fingers.
When it was over, I couldn’t stop grinning. I didn’t care how I felt about him in the past. He felt right. Everything about this just felt so perfect. I wanted more of him inside me. I couldn’t help myself. After all, I needed to get away from Colton as much as possible, right? What better way than to hang out with my ex for a few days?
13
Reid
It was all I could do not to rip off the rest of her clothes and start fucking her right there in my car. I briefly remembered that I was supposed to be
gearing up for the football team’s retreat right about now. Did I care? Not really. I had much more important things on my mind.
We drove back to my place in near silence; I knew the next time I opened my mouth it would be to kiss her.
Fortunately, it wasn’t a long drive, so I didn’t have to wait too long. We got out of the car and it looked like she wanted to say something as she gazed up at my little two-bedroom house. I didn’t give her the chance.
My mouth pressed against hers once more as my hands explored her tender body, my tongue eager to explore more of her than it already had. I felt the familiar feeling of comfort and desire as I picked her up while she laughed and marched straight inside my apartment, up the stairs, and into my room.
She licked her lips as I set her on the bed, her eyes wide with lust. I grabbed a condom from the dresser and slipped it on quickly, more eager than I’d ever been in my life. She was all mine, and nothing was going to stop me now. She bit her bottom lip and gazed up at me with those gorgeous eyes as I tugged my clothes off, my eyes never leaving her.
“Reid, do you think-?”
No, I didn’t think. I couldn’t. The time for talking could come later. Right now, I needed her. She always knew how much that lip-biting technique turned me on. My cock sprang up as I pulled my pants off, already rock-hard.
I didn’t hesitate for a second. I climbed into bed, my hands already at work pulling her clothes off as quickly as possible. She grasped my shoulders with trembling fingers as I pulled off her bra, her beautiful, perky tits
She gasped as I took a soft nipple in my mouth and began to nibble, her moans becoming louder and louder as I moved to the other one, feeling them harden against my tongue. My cock ached as my body shivered with desire.
I thought back to all those times we fooled around as stupid teenagers, exploring each other’s bodies for the first time. Her hand in mine, her slight grin of wonder when she saw my erection for the first time, the hungry look in my eyes when I’d seen her bare body. It was magic then and even more magical now.
My mouth moved down, planting kisses down her beautiful, soft body. I paused just before reaching her small clit, savoring the scent of her.
“Tell me you want me,” I murmured, my cock pressed against the bed as I looked up at her, deep into her beautiful blue eyes.
“I want you, Reid Mannix,” she whispered. My tongue had a mind of its own. I brushed across her pussy once, twice, making her groan with desire as her hands weaved through my hair. Back then I was always the one in complete control, dictating either with my tongue, hands, or cock. It was only now I realized she’d been the one in control the entire time.
Her pussy was making me wild as she ground it against my mouth, my tongue making her wetter and wetter. I fought the urge to plunge my cock inside of her and spread her pink folds, my tongue diving in immediately.
“Just like that, oh God,” she whispered. “Oh fuck, Reid,” she moaned again and again as I tasted her, enjoying every sweet lick. I’d forgotten how good she tasted. Her pussy throbbed against my tongue as I began to slide my fingers in and out of her tight hole, just as I’d done before. I put one hand gently on her breast while I toyed with her, enjoying the familiar feeling of her body writhing against mine.
“Come for me, baby,” I whispered as her thighs crushed against my head. I grinned as I felt her body start to shiver with pleasure, her juices spilling over my fingers and onto my face. She lay panting on the bed, a crazy grin on her beautiful face as she sat up.
“I see you haven’t changed much either,” she said. I knew what she meant, but she was wrong on so many levels. I wasn’t the same man that left her at her dad’s house all those years ago. I wasn’t the same man who’d hurt her. I was a stupid kid back then, not a clue on what I really wanted in life.
But I was a man now. I knew exactly what I wanted and how I’d get it. The only thing that mattered in the world right now was her. Eva. Her eyes shined as I climbed on top of her, my cock aching for release. Her arms wrapped around my body as I buried my face in her soft neck, sucking as she started to moan again.
My cock pressed against her leg as she bit her lip, making me go crazy all over again. It was too much.
Without warning her hand was on my cock and she began to massage. I didn’t know what was going on and I almost wanted to stop her. But she was jerking me off good and my cock was getting harder and harder. I closed my eyes as she moved down, showering my body with kisses until her mouth met her hand at my cock.
My god, she was even better the second time around. As soon as Eva’s tongue touched the head of my cock, I was in heaven. My body jolted, but she held my cock in place with her hands, gently but firmly.
I bit my lip trying to keep the loud groan in, but it was no use. What the fuck was wrong with me? I’d never felt this good while getting a blowjob before, but Eva was doing a damn good job. Her tongue worked in ways I didn’t even know were possible, moving up and down my shaft, taking care to cover the entire thing in spit.
She worked hard and fast as she sucked my balls gently, giving them a little taste before moving back up to my cock and forcing me to face fuck her. It was clear she’d done this before as she took me all the way down her throat and back out, faster and faster. I’d never been with a girl that could take me all the way and didn’t think it would ever happen. But Eva made it look easy.
After about the fifth thrust I felt myself start to lose control. Her mouth just felt so. Fucking. Good. I let out a loud groan as my cock started to contract in her mouth, pumping ropes of cum onto her sweet, warm tongue. Even after I finished she was still sucking me, making sure each drop went down her throat. But I wasn’t done. Not at fucking all.
“Tell me how much you want me,” I growled in her ear.
“Reid…. please… fuck me… I want you so badly…” she whispered. I gripped my cock and positioned myself right in front of her swollen pussy, rubbing the tip against her soft folds, teasing her. It was as though I hadn’t just came a few minutes ago. I was that turned on. She groaned again before I slid slowly inside her, her pussy quickly tightening against my shaft as I went in all the way.
I locked my fingers into hers and covered her mouth, softening her moans as I began to thrust in and out of her, relishing the familiar feeling of her tightness. She moaned again and again into my mouth as I took her, my animal instincts taking over. I picked up the pace and she began to respond with the same movements, molding into my body as I gripped her ass, my legs meeting her thighs with each thrust.
And she was starting to push me over the edge.
“Fuck, baby, I’m going to come inside you,” I grunted, slamming my cock inside her harder and harder.
“Give it to me baby,” she whispered. One more thrust and that’s all it took. I roared as I felt my body lose control, pumping my hot seed into the condom. At the same time, I could feel her body writhe against mine as she lost control herself, bucking against my body until we were both completely spent.
14
Eva
The next morning, I woke up in a daze. Surely the man sleeping next to me wasn’t the one that not even 24 hours ago, I’d sworn I’d never see again. But there he was. The first and only love of my life, Reid Mannix. I smiled as I watched him sleep, his beautifully toned body rising and falling with each breath.
I couldn’t believe what had happened the night before. I knew I’d had quite a bit to drink that night, so maybe I’d imagined it all as a coping mechanism to get over Colton. No, my slightly sore pussy was proof enough. I knew nothing would last between us, and that as soon as my father was married, I’d be back in LA and show business and he’d be out being a star football player. Nothing this good can last forever.
But I didn’t care. For the next few days, he was mine. I sat up and stretched, unable to stop myself from grinning. It was just like old times back when we’d have to sneak behind his father’s back and fucked in this very bedroom.
“You’re up late,” I teased as I watched him open his eyes, his tattoos shimmering in the light. I was never a fan of them when he first got the stupid barbed wire tattoo on his bicep, but as a man, he rocked them better than anyone I’d ever seen. “I thought football players were supposed to be up before everyone else?”
He yawned and wrapped his powerful arms around me again.
“Good morning to you, too. I figured I could take a break now that you’re here. You’re a very big distraction, you know.”
I giggled and leaned down to kiss him.
“What do you mean?” I asked, my tits in his face. It wasn’t long before we were at it again, his cock quickly rising to the occasion.
“I think you know exactly what I mean,” he growled, his eyes piercing mine.
“Why don’t you grab the oil from my dresser. Let’s get a little messy.”
I sat up obediently, my body still tingling from his hot touch. I pulled open the top drawer of his dresser and sure enough, there was a big bottle of silky-smooth baby oil which I could only assume wasn’t for babies.
“You use that a lot?” I inquired, examining the bottle.
“Only for special occasions.”
“It hasn’t been opened yet!” I exclaimed.
He laughed.
“Well, I guess this is one of those special occasions then, isn’t it?”
I finally got it open with another tug and squirted some on my hands as he lay back down peacefully, his eyes fixed on mine. I took a deep breath and started with his legs, moving my hands up and down as I massaged the oil into them.
I moved my hands up his toned calves towards his thighs my gaze transfixed on his slowly hardening cock. My hands moved closer and closer and I could see his balls start to fill as I moved my hands up his body towards his torso.
