GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#ONE HUNDRED TWENTY SEVENTEEN.

The next morning.

I wake up with him next to me in bed. He was already awake, staring up at the ceiling.

"Whatcha thinking about?" I ask him, softly. Turning my body towards him and adjusting my head on the pillow.

He turns his head to look at me. "Good morning." He smiles. "Do you really want to know?" He asks, giving me a quite humorous look.

"Yeah." I smile back. "Of course."

"I was honestly, just debating on if I should go workout in the gym downstairs— or if I should just do you again." He says, through a short laugh.

"Oh." I post up on my arm and continue to smile at him. "I might need a little break after last night?"

"Did I hurt you?" The silliness in his face turns into concern.

I shake my head. "No, I'm totally fine. It's just been awhile, and I'm a little sore." I giggle, knowing damn well, the man was above average in the dick department, and my pussy needed sometime to recover, but I would have fucked him again, regardless of the fact.

"Okay." He looks over my body, like he was trying to find some sort of injury to it. "You can have a little break." He finally, says.

"I think I'm going to go down to the shops. And pick out some meat and stuff for dinner." I tell him, as I start to wrestle out from the bed.

He sits up. "Well, do you want me to come with you?" He asks.

"No, it's fine." I smile. "Go workout, I won't be very long."

I start to go through my clothes and he watches me as I pull on some Levi shorts and a white tank top.

He continues to stare at me for longer as I move around the room to brush my hair and put on some earrings.

I finally couldn't take his eyes on me anymore. "What?" I stare back at him.

"Sorry." He laughs. "You're just, so fucking beautiful. I don't even know how I had the guts to talk to you in the beginning, or how I even got you." He confesses.

I laugh. "Nick, you're seriously one of the hottest guys in the world. I think you did just fine." I reassure him. If anything, I don't know I got him.

"So what you're saying is. I could definitely, bag you again?" He asks, with amusement.

Didn't he already?

I smile at him and my eyes trace over his strong, naked torso. "Probably."

"Probably?!" He bursts out into laughter. "Oh, fuck no, Lili. You're going to need to give me more than that.."

"Want to try an buy me a drink tonight, before dinner? We can role play and see?" My smile turns more into a naughty smirk.

"Like at the bar?" He asks.

"Sure." I nod.

"I don't know." He hesitates.

"Oh, come on." I laugh. "It'll be fun." I poke him in one of his hard abs.