All In (The Kings of Kroydon Hills, #1)

by Bella Matthews

“Have fun, Cooper. Don’t forget, babies grow up in eighteen years, but herpes lasts forever!”

“I’ve got him, QB. Go change your shirt before your girl comes back downstairs. It’s got blood on it, and she doesn’t need to see that shit anymore tonight.” Murphy gawks at Bash like he sprouted another head. “His girl?” Bash opens the door but turns his head back. “Yeah. His girl. Pay attention, Murph.” Then he walks outside. “What the hell is he talking about, man?” Murph’s question is directed at me, but I’m already halfway up the stairs and don’t bother answering. Bash is right. That girl is mine, and I’m a fucking idiot for not realizing it sooner.

“Yes, she’s tall, and she’s pretty. But I have a newfound need for someone who’s short and gorgeous. Someone who looks like a pixie. Someone whose brother I was planning on talking to tonight before all hell broke loose. I need to talk to him so he doesn’t kill me when I kiss his sister.”

“Because I don’t plan on hiding how I feel about you for anyone’s sake. Not once you realize you’re already mine. And make no mistake, sweetheart. You’re mine.”

That’s when it clicks. At that moment, with my name on her back, I decide she’s going to be the girl who wears my jersey for the rest of her life.

By the time I finally see the guys heading in our direction, my nerves are shot. I expected to see Brady smiling and laughing like Murphy, Bash, and Cooper. I wasn’t expecting Serious Brady, but the look on his face is almost scary. He walks toward us like a man on a mission.

“Tell me, Natalie. Tell me now.” “Tell you what?” I ask nervously. “Why are you wearing my jersey?” he growls. Shocked and more than a little turned-on, I stare up at him. “Should I not have worn it?” “No, sweetheart. I fucking love seeing my name on you. But I need to know why. I need to know what it means.” “You told me I had to let you know when I was ready for more, Brady. This is me telling you I’m ready for everything.” He’s on me instantly. This isn’t a sweet kiss. This is a claiming. His hands are on my ass, and his tongue is in my mouth.

I stomp my foot. “What the hell? I’m three minutes older than him!” Murphy and Bash stop next to us, laughing. “Aww. Who pissed in Tinker Bell’s fairy dust?” I turn around and try to give Murphy the nastiest look I have. “I hate you right now, Aiden Murphy.” Murphy puts his arm around my shoulders. “You love me, and you know it.”

I want to worship this girl. Protect her. Possess her. I want to give her everything.

“Lie back and relax, sweetheart. I need to taste you. And, this time, I want my name on those lips when you come, Nattie.”

“Aww. Isn’t this so sweet? The frigid bitch and the man whore quarterback. Aren’t you two just so cute together.”

“Has he told you half the senior girls have sucked his dick? Or that once you spread your legs for him, you might as well be damaged goods? Has he told you, Natalie? Brady doesn’t do repeats. His precious football team is the only thing he commits to, and it will always come first. Don’t get attached. Get everything you want out of him tonight, because tomorrow you’ll be thrown out like the trash you are.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Aria? Get your shit together and get the fuck away from us.”

“Oh, don’t you worry, Brady. I’ve got my shit together” She smiles over at Darby like he’s a prize. “I know where I stand and where you stand. One of us refuses to let anybody close because he doesn’t have the first clue how to be in a relationship or how to love someone back. “Poor little rich boy with mommy and daddy issues. It’s old now, Brady. Time to grow up. Let me tell you, one of us should be watching our ...

“Jesus, Natalie. I don’t even know what to say.”

“It’s not your fault that Aria is a nasty person. Let’s get out of here before she comes back.”

“I want to give you everything, Nat. Today, tomorrow, next year. I want to give you the world, sweetheart.”

“Sweetheart, I want to come inside your tight little pussy tonight, and if you kept your mouth on me for one more minute, I was going to be done before I get to be inside of you. Lift your arms up.”

“You know you’re not helping the Tinker Bell comparison right now. When you get pissy, it really is fucking cute. I feel like you should have fairy dust all around you.”

“Do you want to know what I’ve got, QB? I’ve got come dripping down my legs because you just gave me the best orgasm of my life. Can I please go clean that up?”

“Mine, Nattie. God, you’re all fucking mine.” Thrust. “Mine to fuck.” Thrust. “Mine to protect.” Thrust. “Mine to love.”

“I love you, Natalie Sinclair. I know I said it earlier, but I want to make sure you know I meant it. You’re the first person I’ve ever said that to. I love you, and I need you to know that.”

“Brady.” She reaches up and runs her fingers through my hair. “I love you too. I was worried that I’d scare you if I told you. But it’s true. I’m completely, madly in love with you, and I don’t think that’s ever going to change.”

“Nattie, I don’t have a condom on.” “I don’t care if you don’t. I’m on the shot. We’re covered, and I trust you.”

“Nat, God, you feel so good.” I inch in as slowly as possible, wanting this to last but knowing my self-control is slipping. “Baby, I’m not going to last like this. I’ve never gone bare before. You feel better than anything ever has.”

Changing the angle, I move her leg over my shoulder and go deeper, while rubbing her clit with my thumb. I feel her muscles tighten around me as she comes on my bare cock. Milking me. Her orgasm urges me on, and any thoughts I had about pulling out leave my brain as I come inside the tightest heat I’ve ever felt.