GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#THIRTY SIX.

I get to Nicks house and he answers the door rather quickly. I look over his body, he was wearing a casual white t-shirt and black shorts, his arm was resting in a sling.

"Hi." I say, smiling.

"Hi." He smiles back.

I walk inside and as usual, follow him to the couch. I notice he is watching his game film. He sees me eye the tv.

"Don't worry, I'm turning it off." He laughs.

"I don't mind." I tell him. Which was true, I honestly didn't mind. I just had other ideas on my mind than watching game plays when he told me to come over.

He turns it off anyways and we both sit down.

"How long do you have to where the sling for?" I ask him.

"Few days."

"You sure you're feeling okay?"

"Yeah, it's just a little sore. Doesn't really bother me, though." He replies.

I smile at him.

"What?" He laughs.

"You're just kinda crazy." I tell him.

"Why? Cause I was beating up your ex-boyfriend and in the process hurt myself?" He laughs.

"I wasn't going to go there, Nick." I say.

"How is he doing by the way? I'm sure he's pretty banged up." He asks.

"I don't know, I haven't talked to him. I don't even have his number."

"That's good." He smiles.

That's all he said, before pulling me into him by his free arm. His hand rest on my ass and he nuzzles his face into the side of my neck taking a deep breath. The stubble of his face tickled my skin.

My next breath was a bit shaky, I was strangely nervous, I really missed being this close to him. I turn my face into his and we linger there for a moment just looking at each other. He leans in closer and brushes his nose against mine.

"I really want to kiss you, again." He says.

My breathing becomes increasingly labored. "I really want to kiss you again, too." I quietly, say.

He presses his lips against mine. It was the kind of kiss that made your heart race, real fast. I feel a slow burn of desire wash down my body. I loved it, it felt like, he was fully invested in being present with me in the moment like, we could stay here forever if it were possible.

"Fuck, you are so sexy." He whispers, but he was so much sexier, I'm not entirely sure if he knew that or not.

"I don't want your shoulder to hurt." I say, before he kisses me again, shoving his tongue quite aggressively into my mouth.

"I'm distracted as hell right now, the only thing that hurts is the fact that my cock isn't inside of you yet." He bluntly, replies.