Cut me, Tackle me. (MAJOR EDITING)

Chapter THIRTEEN

THIRTEEN

FOUR YEARS

Number 88 sprints with amazing power down the feild, dodging four players! He's going, he's going he's going and he scores! Touchdown for the Panthers leading them into another victory of the year handing them a spot in the finals!! The cameras zoomed in on his face, a smile from cheek to cheek. His pearl like teeth showing and his eyes dancing with adrenaline and happieness. His team all jumped around him, shouting there little cheer they always hooted and hollared before and after games. He earned pat on the backs, 'good games' and a kiss on the lips from Vixen.

I smiled lightly and clicked off the tv before I stood and padded to my room. I tugged off my pants and tossed them in the laundry before I shed from the rest of my clothes and stepped into my shower. The hot beads of water slid down my back and I let out a breath of reliefe. It felt good to just relax and have no one-

My door bell rang.

I groaned loudly and cut off the shower and ripped the towel off the hanger before I pulled it around me and stomped to the front foor. I looked through the peep hole and let out a small whining noise before I opened it.

"I could have swore you said one hour," I frowned clutching the towel around me.

"Does that mean you don't wanna see your boys?" Ozzy smiled at me.

I let out a sigh, feeling a little guilty. I smiled and nodded. "Where's Broden?" I asked looking around outside.

"He's a sleep in the car," he said walking in and tossing bags onto the floor. "I'm gonna go get him. Put on some clothes... on second thought take off the towel and go get in bed." He winked and gave me a flirty smile.

I chuckled and felt my body go warm and I only skipped off to my room.

I ran the towel over my body and dried off my hair quickly before tugging on some pajama shorts and a tank top. I walked out and Ozzy was carrying a sleepy Broden in his arms.

"Are we there yet?" He whined.

Ozzy chuckled and kissed the top of his head. "Yeah."

"I wanna see my momma," he said sounding more awake.

"Give me my boy," I said and scooped him away from Oz and into my arms.

He smiled and wrapped his arms around my neck and held on tight. I kissed all over his face and held him in my arms. Within a couple of seconds he was snoring. I smiled and chuckled lowly as I carryed him off to his room. I pulled off his jeans and tugged a pajama shirt on his small frame before I kissed his face and slipped out of the room.

I closed the door and gave a small squeal as long muscled arms wrapped around me and I was pulled to Ozzy's hard chest. His lips ran over my ear with little kisses and I giggled, he only pulled me up into his arms and took me back to the bedroom.

"Couldn't wait?" I asked as he tossed me on the bed roughly. I chuckled and wiggled my brows as he pulled at his shirt.

"Fuck no," he said in a duh tone and started at my shorts. "I could have sworn I told you to be naked."

"I had to put my boy to sleep," I chuckled and wiggled my hips so he could get them off faster.

"You just want me to work for it."

"Hell yes," I smiled smugly and leaned up and pressed my lips to his in a slow sweet kiss.

He kissed me back and pushed his hands up my shirt and slid it off of me. I laid under neith him bare with the cool silk sheets clung to my body. I slid his pants down and smiled, bitting my bottom lip when I found him long and hard. Arroused and ready for me.