Just One of the Guys
Chapter Five

Nash

Three months later

Walking over to the beautiful woman standing at the sink washing dishes, her long, golden brown hair hangs down her back in silky waves, nearly reaching her ass. Wrapping my arms around her tiny waist, I lower my head towards the crook of her neck and whisper against her ear, "Baby, we've got to go or we're going to be late."

When we first got here, we were both terrified to leave the little house that we were set up in. Scared shitless that her dad had somehow managed to follow us, but so far, everything has been quiet.

Thank fucking Christ.

But, we miss our friends.

Em especially misses Gentry and is constantly worried about him and how he's doing. Thankfully though, Agent Hernandez has been keeping an eye on him for us. He certainly seems to bend the rules a bit for Averi-shit, I mean Emerson, but I've never been more grateful for a man having a soft spot for the girl that I love, than I am when he gives us updates about our friends back at Endover.

After his suicide attempt, Gentry ended up having to go to counseling. He also moved in with Colt, taking my old room, which helped to relieve some of our nerves. Kenny hasn't been seen since the night that Gentry went to the hospital, but I have no doubt in my mind that he's still looking for us.

"Okay," Em says, walking up behind me and wrapping her arms around my waist, "I'm ready to go if you are."

Turning around in her arms, I bring my hands to her hips and then wrap them around her butt and lift her until her legs are wrapped around my waist, "Have I told you how much I fucking love you?" I ask, lowering my mouth towards hers, needing to taste her lips as badly as I need my next breath.

What was supposed to be a chaste kiss intensifies into need quickly as we devour one another. "Not today," she says against my lips. Rocking her hips, she moans as she murmurs, "how about we skip classes and you show me how much you love me instead."

"Fuck, baby." I growl, my cock stiffening as she rocks beneath me. Claiming her lips, I meet each rock of her hips, my cock rubbing against her sweet cunt. "Please," she begs, breaking the kiss and trailing kisses down my neck, nipping and sucking at the tender flesh beneath my ear, "I want you."

*Fuck.* *Me.*

I can't tell her no, I want her just as fucking bad. All it takes to get me going is one look from her and I'm hard, ready to be buried balls deep inside of her tight cunt.

Without saying another word, I carry her back to our bedroom and lay her down on the bed, lowering myself until my face is aligned with the apex of her thighs, her legs spread wide.

We're lying in bed, Emerson curled up next to me as I run my fingers through the length of her hair, one of her legs is thrown over one of mine and we're watching some show on Netflix that she put on after we finished with our earlier activities.

"So, the football coach approached me yesterday, asking if I'd thought about playing football." I say, blurting out the words that have been bouncing around in my head since he caught me leaving school yesterday.

"He did?" she asks, sitting up and looking at me excitedly, "What did he say? Are you thinking about playing?"

"I don't know. I don't think it's worth the risk of being recognized." I tell her, as I lift my right hand and cup her cheek, staring into her piercing blue eyes twinkling back at me.

"I think you would be great at it," she says, an ear to ear smile spreading across her face, but it quickly transforms into a naughty smirk as she begins waggling her eyebrows, then continues, "plus seeing you in those tight pants would definitely turn me on."

"Everything turns you on," I mutter. Brushing her bare breast, I rub my thumb along her hardened nipple, "but I definitely can't complain."

"Only *YOU* turn me on," she says moaning, as I knead her luscious curves.

"As long as I keep you satisfied." I remark as I adjust myself so that I can trail kisses down the column of her throat.

She definitely doesn't have to worry about whether she satisfies me or not, since meeting her, I've not even so much as looked at another woman, only having eyes for her.

Desiring the feel of only her cunt wrapped tightly around my cock.

"Do you even have to ask?" She remarks, looking nearly offended.

"I know that you crave only *my* cock, baby," I whisper against the column of her neck as I trail my hand through the valley between her breasts, brushing the pads of my fingers along her smooth stomach until I reach her belly button, where I circle it with my index finger, then continue lower, sinking my index finger between her slick folds.

"You know—" she starts, but I cut her off with a kiss, as I rise over her, lining myself up at her entrance, "Fuuuccckkkk..." she moans as I sink my cock deep inside of her.

"Bloody hell, I love your cunt, baby." I tell her as I pick up my pace, pounding into her tight little cunt like my life depends on it. "I love this cunt, and these tits," I say as I lower my mouth to one of her rosy nipples, teasing it with my tongue as I elicit another deep moan from her, "but most of all," I say as a rise up until I'm staring into her stunning eyes, "I love you."

"Fuck!" She growls, as I shift, changing the angle and hitting her deeper than before, "Fuck, I love you."

"You love my cock!" I growl as I feel myself nearing my orgasm, "I'm about to cum, baby. Cum with me."

It only takes one, two, thr-,"Knox!" she says, screaming my name as she cums around my cock. Her pussy squeezing me triggers my own orgasm, and I ride out the aftershocks of her orgasm with her as I empty myself inside of the only woman that I've ever loved.

"If the thought of me in a pair of football pants ends up with you cuming all over my cock, I'll tell coach tomorrow to sign my ass up." I tell her, grinning down at her as she peers up at me, a lazy, satisfied smile covering her face. "My man the football player," she says, clenching her pussy around my cock that's still buried inside of her cunt.

"You are insatiable." I grin, rocking into her once, then pulling out and rolling off of her.

"I blame you for being so damn good at fucking," she fires back as she rolls over, tucking her right arm beneath her head as she lies against her pillow.

After several minutes of silence, she clears her throat, running her index and middle finger along my forearm. "You know..." she starts, but then hesitates, a look of nervousness coming over her features. "What is it, baby?" I ask, curiosity getting the best of me.

*What could she have to say that would make her so nervous? It's not like we have any secrets from one another. There's no room for secrets when you're in hiding and only have each other. Not that I'd keep anything from her anyway.* "Umm...well, I was thinking that I should probably get on some kind of birth control. I mean, unless we want me to end up pregnant. To be honest, I'm surprised that I've not already gotten pregnant, considering that we've never used a condom."

*Well, I definitely was not expecting that. But honestly...*

"Baby...?" I say, trying to gauge her. I place my hand against her lower abdomen, suddenly the image of her stomach swollen with my baby at the forefront of my mind, "What if we had gotten pregnant?" I ask, the thought not at all scaring me, surprisingly.

Quirking her eyebrow, she looks at me curiously, "Why?" she asks hesitantly.

"The thought of you having my baby inside of you...fuck." I tell her, a grin forming on my face.

"Really?" she asks, looking completely surprised.

"Yeah, I'd love nothing more than to start a family with you." I tell her honestly, but then my heart rate picks up as a thought occurs to me, *she doesn't seem excited by the idea.* "Do you not want a family with me?" "What? No..." she says, shaking her head no and rising up onto her knees, straddling my thighs as she brings her hands up to cup either side of my face, "of course I want to have a family with you." "Really?" I ask, hoping that she means it and isn't just humoring me.

"Of course. I want *everything* with you," she says as she drops a soft kiss to my lips, "babies, marriage, a house with a white picket fence and a golden retriever named Fran," she says, smiling against my lips at that last part.

"Fran?" I ask, pulling back with a smile plastered onto my face, "So, you're really going to let me put my baby in you?" I ask, once again placing the palm of my hand against her lower abdomen, my cock hardening again at just the thought. "Excited, are we?" She asks, giggling against my lips as she wiggles her hips, her cunt grazing the head of my cock.

"The thought of filling you with my cum, putting *my* baby in you, fuck-you have no fucking idea." I tell her, thrusting up into her wet heat. "And you say that *I'm* insatiable." She mutters, moaning the last word as I impale her with my cock, making love to her for the third time today.