"Ethan..." My name leaves her lips with a surprised gasp, making me smile.

She stands on the other side of the threshold of her apartment in a black cropped tank top and sweatpants. Though her hair is collected on the top of her in a messy bun, few strands fall loose and frame her face.

Her wide eyes shine with happiness as they trail over my face. I patiently stand there, waiting for her to take in my appearance.

I was supposed to come tomorrow evening with the rest of the team, but I really missed her and the thought of her sleeping alone in my bed last night definitely didn't help the case. So, I took the first flight out after the game, and here I am. The coach wasn't too bothered by my decision since, I was already not going to be part of this match but I'm glad I played because now, the manager of my dream team knows what they'll be missing out on.

"Oh, my god..." she whispers, making me chuckle.

A huge smile overtakes her face, and she launches herself at me, making me laugh and wrap my arm around her. Fortunately, I move the hand holding the bouquet out of the way, in time for them to not get crushed.

"I take it you're happy to see me?" I murmur as I step inside the house with her still wrapped around me and close the door.

She pulls back a little but still keeps her face a breath away from mine. "Happy? I am fucking elated." She says before tucking her head back into my neck.

I bend down a little and place the flowers on the couch before hugging her back properly. I tuck my head into her shoulder and instantly smell the familiar lavender body wash she uses. The scent makes me smile as it envelopes me.

"Oh god, I can't believe you're here." She murmurs, making me smile.

I pull back from her and step back, only to notice the huge smile still intact on her face. Bending down, I pick the flowers from the couch before holding them out to her.

"These are for you." I say softly and scratch the back of my neck. Fuck, I can't believe I actually bought her flowers. The last time I got anyone flowers was eight months back. It was when we found out that Hanna was pregnant. Honestly, never in my life have I bought flowers for anyone who isn't my mother, sister, or my brother's fiance.

She takes the flowers from me and if it's possible; she smiles more brightly and at that moment; I feel buying her a fucking flower shop if it'll help me keep that smile intact.

"Thank you so much." She says, pressing the flowers closer to her chest. "They are gorgeous."

Moving her eyes from the flowers to me, she raises her hand to cup my cheek and leans forward.

"God, I missed you so much." She murmurs right before her lips touch mine. My hands grab her waist as I move my lips against hers, trying to make up for all the time we've lost.

As soon as I trace her lips, asking for entrance, she pulls back a little, making me scrunch my brows in confusion. She simply bends down and places the flowers back on the couch before her hands wrap around my neck and she places her lips back on mine.

Without the flowers between us, I wrap my hand around her waist more firmly and press her body as close to mine as possible. I can't wrap my head around how much I've missed this. The feeling of her lips, the way her body molds against mine, and most of all, her.

When our tongues collide, we both groan, and it's not long before the soft and gentle kiss turns into desperation and hunger. It's been far too long since I've felt her.

One of my hands moves up her back and gently free her hair from the scrunchie holding it together. Her hair flows down her back in waves, making me smile into the kiss as the ends of her hair tickle my hand resting on her lower back.

"I missed you more." I whisper against her lips. I trail my hands down her back and grab her ass just as she jumps and wraps her legs around my waist. We've had sex only once, but it's like we know each other's bodies. Many will think of it as a bad thing because it might make things monotonous, but for me, it's a fucking turn-on. Knowing what she likes and how compatible we are, only fuels my desire for her.

When she pulls back, I move my lips to her jaw as she tilts her head back, giving me more of her skin to claim and worship. A breathless moan escapes her lips as I suck on her sweet spot.

"I want you." I hear her say as she grabs my hair and pulls my head back. I keep my eyes on her and watch the desire pooling in her eyes as each moment passes. A victorious smirk forms on my lips when she grows impatient and smashes her lips against mine, hard.

"No games. No foreplay." She murmurs against my lips. "I missed you and I need you."

"Okay." I whisper back and start to walk towards her room. Loosening my grip around her thighs slightly, I let her slip down a little from my waist. A surprised, breathless moan escapes her lips and her head falls back when she feels the effect she has on me.

"That's what you do to me." I mumble roughly against the skin of her collarbone as I step into her bedroom and kick the door shut behind us. Pressing her against the now-closed door, I slowly remove my grip from her thighs and let her stand back down as her hand moves from my neck to the hem of my hoodie. Getting the hint, I step back and pull it over my head.

Catching her lips with mine again, I relish the feeling of her hands on my abs. I grab the hem of her tank top before pulling it over her head. Her boobs fall out of her top, and for a second I'm left standing there, mesmerized by how incredibly beautiful she is.

My trance ends when her tiny hands slip past the waistband of my sweatpants and boxers and wrap around my rock-hard dick.

"God." I groan out, leaning my head on her shoulder as she pumps her hand. After almost two weeks away from each other, we are both desperate and on edge. This would have been so much easier if we didn't have sex right before I left. But truth be told, even if I could go back, I wouldn't change a thing.

I have been on an unexplainable high ever since I opened the door to reveal Iris that night, and I could easily name it the best night of my life.

Letting her have the illusion of control for a few more moments, I grab her wrist and pull it out of my pants. I hurriedly grab the waistband of her sweats and drag them down her long legs along with her lace panties.

Her tiny small hands reach out to grab my pants, but I'm faster than her and pin both her hands over her head, against the door.

Before she could protest like I expect her to, I duck my head and wrap my lips around her puckered nipples, which look desperate for my attention. I gently suck on her nipple as I feel her rub herself against my thigh.

"Ethan..." She moans when I bite down, causing her to arch her back. "I said no games."

"These are not games." I say, standing straight. "I'm collecting my dues for the two weeks."

A breathless chuckle escapes her lips when she hears my words. "Well, you can collect your dues all you want, but later. We have all night."

Smirking at her words, I release her wrists, but my eyes widen slightly in surprise when she pushes me back a little and walks past me. With a raised eyebrow, I turn around to find her perky ass walk over to the bed, swaying perfectly with every step she takes.

She bends down in front of her nightstand and takes something out of the drawer. Turning to face me with a heated look on her face and a condom between her fingers, she says, "You miss me, right?"

"Show me." As soon as the words leave her mouth, I stride over to her and snatch her lips with mine as my hand wrap around the back of her neck, trying to keep her as close to me as possible.

"I missed your fucking sharp mouth more than anything else." I breathe into her mouth and wrap my arm around her waist before turning her towards the bed and laying her down.

Standing back at the edge of the bed, I look at the girl in front of me. She's a masterpiece, I think. She is lying down naked, but all I can focus on is the whirlpool of emotions in her eyes as they stare at me, waiting for me to take her.

Grabbing the waistband of my pants, I get rid of them as I watch her eyes take in every part of me. Kneeling, I trail a single finger down her slit as my eyes focus on the pleasure that overtakes her expressions.

"You're soaked for me." I whisper as she writhes underneath me.

"Ethan..." she whispers, her eyes begging me to do something.

I silently take the foil from her and tear it open before wrapping the condom around my dick. I tilt my head down and place a kiss on her lips before pushing inside her.

As soon as I'm all the way inside her, her hands grab my shoulder and her head falls back with a moan. A groan escapes my lips when her walls clench tightly around me.

For a moment, we both stay absolutely still and absorb this moment. After a few seconds, she wraps her leg around my waist and urges me to move before pushing her head up and connecting our lips.

I start thrusting in and out of her, slowly at first, and gradually built my pace because I don't want this to be over. This right here is my heaven and hell.

Wrapping her hands around her ankles, I push her legs towards her chest and this angle helps me reach parts of her I've never explored before. I know she enjoys this more when a loud moan slips past her lips and her teeth bite down on my shoulder.

The only heaven I know of is when I'm buried deep inside her with my lips, tasting her with every breath. This is when I know I've reached the peak of my gratification. But this is also my hell because I can't spend the rest of my life right here, wrapped around her.

She bites down on my bottom lips when I give an exceptionally hard thrust, making her eyes close.

"Fuck." She mumbles against my lips and her nails dig into my back as her walls clench around me tighter than ever.

She unravels with a scream, but I don't stop even when her nails draw blood from my back. After a few more hard thrusts, I feel myself shudder and release with a groan of pleasure as my head falls against her shoulder.

After a few minutes of silence, I hear her whisper against my ear, "I'm sorry," as fingertips lightly brush over the marks she left on my back.

Lifting my head, I look at the peaceful, yet slightly guilty expression on her face. With a smile on my face, I brush away a sweaty piece of hair from her face, "Never apologize in bed." 

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