It's Always Been Briar

Chapter 69.

Mave, Briar, and I just got in the truck and are starting to drive home. We just finished dinner at XOC with Chase and Hunter. All of us are headed home to finish packing for the weekend.

Even though my wife claimed she was full from her salad she still ate 2 baskets of chips, 2 salsas, and 3 queso cups. Not to mention half of the enchilada plate I ordered because she just wanted chips. It doesn't matter, it honestly makes me happy that she is not afraid to eat. She needs to eat.

I'm currently thinking of where all the shit is in the house that I need to pack and take with me. My uniforms should be folded in the laundry room. My cleats should also be in there since I washed them and left them to dry after the last game. Regular clothes and products will be in our room.

'Hey, Tommy.' I say to the gate guard as he opens the gate so we can drive into our neighborhood.

'Good luck on your game tomorrow, Mr. Blankenship, even though you don't need it!' He tells me as I shake my head and laugh. 'Thank you.' I say to him as I pull away and head towards our house.

Looking over at Briar, I notice she's just looking out the window. 'You ok, sweetheart? You haven't said a word since we left the restaurant.'

She looks over at me and smiles before looking around, taking in where we are. She was looking out the window, how does she not know where we are? Was she not paying attention?

'I'm just thinking.' That is all she says to me as she goes back to looking out the window.

Fuck.

Is there something wrong? This isn't the first time I have left her to travel to a game, it's like the 3rd or 4th time, so that shouldn't be the issue.

Pulling into the driveway, I park in the garage and turn off the truck before turning to Briar. 'Darlin' what's wrong?' I am getting worried.

Before I really know what's happening, she is over the armrest and in my lap. She starts kissing me all over my neck and damn does it feel good as her hips start moving against mine. 'Briar.' I moan as she gets her fingers in my hair and pulls my head back, exposing more of my neck to her.

'Fuck.' Is all I can get out as I am trying to gain control of the situation.

As soon as I hear a sniffle, I am brought back to my senses. I grab Briar's head and hold it in between my hands, making her look into my eyes. 'Love, what is wrong?' I ask while I wipe away her tears with my thumbs.

'It's stupid.' She whispers.

'No.' I say sternly. 'How you feel is never, ever stupid. Tell me what is wrong so I can fix it.'

'I feel like I need to give you all the sex I can before you go. That I haven't given you enough. I don't want you to go and I've never felt like this before. I know you have to go and everything will be fine. But I just have a bad feeling and I need to feel that I have given you all you could want. Even though we have to wait a couple of days before you can have me again, I have to know that you are satisfied.' She cries.

What? Why would she say this? I have NEVER not been satisfied with her.

'Darlin. I am ALWAYS satisfied with you. Beyond satisfied. You always give me more than enough. I will never think you are not enough for me. You and your nasty ass sex were made for me. We were made for each other, love. But I don't need sex, I just need you.

Plus, as I've told you before, my cock doesn't work for anyone but you. My life is not what it used to be. I don't get hard from seeing a hot chick passing by. Porn lost its appeal as soon as you laid on my bed in only my LB football shirt with your ass cheeks hanging out.