He led me to the shower, slipped off his shorts, stepped in and started the water, just before beckoning me in the glass cubicle. I stepped in and under the waterfall of hot water. Ryan stepped up behind me, one hand went to my hip the other moved the hair from my neck, as he placed a kiss just below my ear. "Ryan," I moaned, he always knew exactly what to do to turn me on.

"Yes, Mila?"

"Is sex all you think about?"

"Only when you're around," he traced the line of my shoulder with his mouth.

"Yeah, right," I let out a low laugh, which turned to a moan as he lightly bit my shoulder, raking his teeth on the path back up to my neck.

He began sliding his finger between my folds to see if I was already wet. "Always ready for me," he growled, pulling at my hip causing my ass to bump into his hard on. I let out a loud moan as he moved his finger to my clit, and began to stroke. He slid his cock along the crack of my ass, then he let out a hoarse whisper, "You know you want me."

"Always," I turned to face him and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his lips to mine.  He pushed me against the wall and let out a growl, kissing along his way as he slowly sank down to his knees. His hands went between my legs spreading them enough for his head to fit between. I let out a cry when his tongue made contact with my sex. With one hand on my ass he pulled me even closer and started to suck my clit, while he shoved two fingers inside me, and began to caress my g-spot. I let out a groan and started to shake as my impending orgasm took hold of me. I leaned my shoulders back against the wall and tried to stay standing as Ryan pulled his fingers out, replacing them with his tongue in my opening. I pulled hard on his hair, and cried out, "Ryan.... Ryan, stop!" He paused, and looked up at me. "I need you inside of me now."

He grinned his most wicked grin, and let out a low chuckle. "Not yet," he replied and began to finger me harder than before and scraped his teeth against my clit. He lapped up the juices I provided him. When he stood he lifted his hand up to my mouth, "Taste." I wrapped my lips around the proffered finger and began to suck, licking my cum off and teasing him even more than necessary by swirling my tongue around his finger several times. He swiftly pulled his finger from my mouth, put my head between his hands and smashed his lips against mine. I ran my tongue across his lip, making him open his mouth and give me access, before I started to nibble on his bottom lip. I felt him shudder as I ran my nails down his abs, until I reached the destination I sought. He let out a moan as I started to stroke him, and his head went to the crook of my neck.  Ryan placed his hands on the wall on either side of my head, as he continued to drag his teeth across my neck. "I love that you're becoming bolder every day."

"I love you, all of you."

"Say it again," he pleaded.

"I love you, not for your money, not because you're some kind of football God, and not because you're every woman's wet dream.  I love you because this thing right here," I placed my hand over his heart.

He slowly brought his lips to mine, "It only beats for you." I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into me for a kiss that made my insides melt. Ryan placed his hands on my ass, and started to fondle it until he lifted me against the tile, and slowly lets me sink onto him as he let out a low moan. His lips pulled my nipple into his mouth, my hands splayed across his broad shoulder and raked down as I dug my nails in, breaking his skin. The same leisurely thrusts kept coming as I was driven into madness. My tongue searched for his as he skimmed his finger over my other hole. His unhurried thrust continued, while his other hand found my clit. Suddenly without warming I began to contract around him, I began to moan wildly. I buried my face in his neck and my hands in his hair, I forced his head back and placed a kiss on his Adams apple making him release a moan. His thumb kept stroking my clit and I felt myself start to build up to another high. With his mouth on mine, his thrusts came faster, harder and with urgency. "Now baby." His words caused my third orgasm, at the same time he sought his long awaited release. Ryan sank to the floor of the shower, taking me with him. As I sat on his lap, I felt him begin to nuzzle my neck, "I love you, and I don't want you to think for one second that what between us is just about sex."

"I was kidding."

"I know you were but I want you to know that sex with you isn't just physical. It's emotional and brings us together and it feels spiritual, like were connected so deeply, that it scares me. It's intimacy and I just want you to know I've only experienced this with you."

"I feel it too, so much it scares me Ryan. After these past weeks I don't know if I could live without you in my life."

He hugged me to his chest and whispered, "As long as I'm alive you'll never have to."

*****

"Seriously? For breakfast?" I pointed to his drink as I made my way over to the fridge.

"You'll need a drink or two or five to get through this event too, trust me."

I walked over and downed the rest of his glass, and gave him a peck on the cheek. I was silently praying that someone had taken a moment to consider the fact that I would be staying here too and that there would be something more than health food in the house. "Thank you Lord!" I cried out when I pulled out the chocolate milk, and frozen waffles.

"Did you seriously think I would let you starve?" Ryan asked laughing.

"Who did Momma send a list with?"

"I did it on my own."

"Really?" I asked, knowing he was lying through his teeth.

"Thomas," he replied looking defeated.

"Well please tell him thank you for me." He looked down, just as his phone started to vibrate.

"I've got to take this," he picked up the phone, "Hey man, what's up... You've got to be fucking kidding me.... And there's nothing anyone can do?..... Thanks for the heads up."

"What's the matter?" I asked nervously.

He stood and drained his drink, and picked up the bottle. "GOD DAMNIT!" he yelled as he stormed off towards the bedroom. I walked in the door, just in time to hear the deafening sound of the bottle shatter against the wall.

"Ryan, tell me what's wrong. We can fix it together."

"You don't get it, there's no fixing this, the fucking bitch is trying to sabotage me."

"Who and sabotage what?"

"Brooke, that fucking cunt is my VIP who won the auction for me tonight. She paid two hundred and fifty thousand dollars to bowl with me."

"Well, it's great for Saint Jude's," I replied, trying to hold in a chuckle.

"You don't fucking get it," he began through gritted teeth, "Either way that bitch wins. The press will be there, this is a big fucking deal. There's photographers galore and the whole thing will be taped, it's good press. If I go and they see with her, they'll assume I'm back with her."

"Yeah, well you know what they say about assuming, it makes an ass out of you," I laughed.

"Mila, this is serious. If I don't go I'm in violation of my contract, it's a team event I have to go. Coach was just nice enough to give me a heads up so there won't be any problems." I laughed so hard I snorted. "What's so funny?" he asked genuinely confused.

"The video of her makes sense now."

"What video?"

"TMZ caught her at LaGuardia earlier today, and she slowed down to talk to them."

"You watch TMZ?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Ann sent it to me, it peaked her interest," I replied with a shrug, "Anyways in the video they asked her about you, and she said you all worked it out and that I was 'nothing more than prewedding jitters.' She even wore her ring for effect."

"Nice to know how you spend your down time."

"Who all knows I'm coming?"

"Besides my security? Ray, Jordan, Coach and the event coordinator, we have to tell them about all guests," he paused and put the pieces together, "She doesn't know you're here or that you're coming. Only wives, fiancée's and longtime girlfriends go to team events, no flings allowed." His face broke out into a wide smile.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, "Seems like a perfect time to announce our engagement, what do you think?"

"I think you're perfect. But I still don't see what's so funny."

"That may be the whiskey," I replied kissing him playfully. My hands began to stroke down his chest until I reached his shorts. I let my hand wander inside the waistband, and began to stroke him to life.

"God I can't wait to make you Mrs. Slate. I think you need to drink more often," he murmured as he kissed along my jawline.

"Why's that?"

"You're brazen, and you take what's yours."

"Oh this is mine alright," I smiled as I continued to stroke him. I sank to my knees, pulled his shorts down, and his cock sprang to life. He let out a growl as I licked from base to tip. "Teach me how you life it," I pleaded, stroking him harder for effect.

He looked uneasy as he began to speak, "I don't want to be too rough with you."

"I like it when you're rough."

You haven't seen rough yet," he replied his voice suddenly changing, "Open your mouth wide." I did as I was told, "Wider," he demanded. I opened wider, and he stuck in just the head, at the edge of my lips. "Suck," he urged. He let out a hoarse cry, as I swirled my tongue around him. His hand moved to the back of my head and forced himself further inside of my mouth. "Goddamn your mouth is heaven," he moaned, while pulling his cock out of my mouth. He took my jaw in his hand and placed a swift kiss on my lips. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue, relax your jaw, and breathe through your nose. If it gets to be too much, don't be afraid to pull back, and I'll stop." I nodded and stuck my tongue out, he tapped his cock on my tongue thrice, then thrust his member into my mouth with wild abandonment. I placed my hands on his thighs as I started to gag. Then I remembered what Ryan had said about breathing through my nose. I relaxed my jaw even more and breathed through my nose and realized it wasn't as bad as I thought. His thrusts continued at a fast but steady pace, and I felt myself dampen, as I took his balls in my hand and massaged them. I began to swirl my tongue around him, in tune with his thrusts, and before long I felt his thighs start to quake. I looked up into his eyes as he cried my name and shot his load down my throat. My eyes never left his as I swallowed and licked his cock clean. Ryan sank to his knees and brought his lips to mine. "You are incredible," he whispered against my lips.  He pulled me up, to stand next to the bed, and laid his lips on mine for a long sensual kiss. His tongue darted into my mouth at the same time his hands moved to the straps of my nightie. His mouth moved along my jaw as he slid the straps off my shoulder until the gown hit the ground. As he scanned his eyes over my body I moved my arms to cover myself. "Don't," he said pinning my arms to my side "You're so beautiful. Don't try to cover up when you're with me." He slid my thong off, and cupped my ass.

"I want you," I wimpered as his lips moved to the tops of my breasts. He pulled my hips to him until I was straddling him. He started to suck my nipple as he kneaded my ass. Moving my hand between us I stroked his cock and placing the head at my cleft. Easing down slowly I heard his breath come out as a hiss. Grabbing onto his shoulders I sank until I took all of him. He hugged me to his chest as he thrust upward into me with so much force, it left me breathless. I slammed my body down as he thrust upward. I dug my nails into his back and tore downward breaking the skin. I felt him swell as I started to into a mind blowing orgasm as he blew his second load inside me. Taking my body with him he laid back pulling my head to his chest, lazily drawing patterns on my back with his hand.  "I love you." I kissed his chest as I laid my chin on my hands to look into his eyes.

"You only love me for my body."

"Who spilled the beans?" I asked laughing.

"A stylist is coming here to do your hair and makeup for tonight."

"I can do it."

"No, trust me tonight's pictures will be shown everywhere. The last thing I want is for them to pick you apart. We have two hours before the stylist will be here." Rolling over he pulled my back to his chest as sleep quickly took me away.