GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#THIRTY TWO.

The next morning.

Joey and I both wake up around the same time. We lay quietly for a moment looking at each other before Joey asks "How are you feeling?"

"I feel okay." I answer.

"Are you sore?" He smirks.

I quickly, sit up. "Wait, did we have sex last night?!" I give him a dramatically, worried look.

He sits up looking equally concerned. "Oh my fucking god, Liliana. Please, do not tell me you were blacked out last night?!"

I start laughing. "Relax, I'm just messing with you. I remember everything, and it was gooood."

He leans back and lets out a heavy breath. "Holy shit, don't scare me like that."

I move closer to him. "How do you feel?"

He looks over my face, tracing my lips with his eyes for a moment. "I don't know, a little guilty, but it was worth it."

I place myself in front of him now and he pulls me in for a hug. I move upwards into his lap, wrapping my legs around him.

He groans.

I title my head looking up at him. I notice while staring into his eyes, that one was blue and one was hazle. I never realized that before, I don't think I was ever this close to him to get a good look, though. They were actually, incredibly beautiful.

"You have two different colored eyes." I say.

He laughs. "You just noticed that?"

"Well, I never been up this close." I reply.

"Last night, you definitely were." He smirks.

"Yeah, but I wasn't really paying much attention." I smirk back.

I scoot my bum closer into his lap. He grunts, as my center grinds against his morning wood. I grip the sides of his face and pull him down into a kiss, he allows my tongue into his mouth for a moment.

I moan, swaying my hips.

He breaks the kiss. "Fuck." He breaths. "Stop."

"One more time?" I ask.

"Liliana, I told you one time only. Plus, I really need to get back to the house. We are supposed to do some family lunch thing today." He says.

"Awkward." I smirk at him.

He laughs. "Yeah, for sure."

He stands up keeping me around his waist. He holds me for moment, looking me in the eyes.

"You are trouble, trouble, trouble." He sighs.

"Me?" I laugh. "Don't act like you didn't put thoughts in my head of fucking you, since day one."

"Oh, did I do that?" He smiles.

"I'm pretty sure that was you." I smile back.

He lets me down. "Well, it was good while it lasted."