Always on My Mind (Stanmore FC Soulmates #2)

22. Chapter 22

Chapter 22

When Jamie saw Tessa again, relief overtook all other emotions. She was able to put the argument with her father and the heartbreaking conversation with her mother behind her. All that mattered was that Tessa was back. In her home. Kissing the absolute life out of her.

“I missed you,” Tessa murmured between kisses. “Fuck, Jamie, I missed you so much.”

“I missed you more,” Jamie sighed back, heat swirling in the pit of her stomach.

They had only been apart for a week, but that was more than enough time for longing to take hold. Jamie’s hands, aching for Tessa, dove into the latter’s hair, taking firm hold of the blonde braid. Tessa pawed at Jamie’s jumper. She pushed the hem up over Jamie’s abs and explored with abandon. Jamie’s muscles jumped at the contact, her body eager for more.

They stumbled toward the stairs, shedding layers of clothing as they went. Even Tessa’s glasses barely made it onto the dresser. By the time they reached Jamie’s room, both were down to their underwear. Jamie pushed Tessa down onto the bed, a dizzying current racing through her. Tessa’s lips parted as she watched Jamie slide her knickers down her legs. Jamie did the same with her own, tossing them both aside before crawling over Tessa’s gorgeous body and kissing her again. Skin to skin, chest to chest, they were as one. The souls that had found each other time and again rejoiced in continued connection.

Tessa pushed her chest up, and Jamie took the hint. After trailing down Tessa’s neck, Jamie wrapped her lips around a pebbled nipple, and toyed the other to life with her hand. A sultry moan fell from Tessa’s lips, which only spurred Jamie to intensify her touch. She nipped lightly with her teeth. Tessa gasped. Her hands flew into Jamie’s hair, holding her in place.

Jamie took pride in a lot of things—her appearance, her performance on the pitch, her trophies—but nothing made her heart swell like the sound of Tessa’s pleasure. She drank in the sounds from deep in Tessa’s throat. They made her want to do more. Give more.

Releasing her breast, Jamie kissed her way down Tessa’s body, leaving a searing path until she reached her bellybutton. She flicked her tongue over it. Tessa shivered and Jamie smirked with satisfaction.

When she was about to reach Tessa’s hot core, Jamie changed course. She peppered kisses to the insides of Tessa’s thighs. Tessa whined and pulled her legs together, as if to push Jamie where she needed her most. But Jamie only latched on to the milky flesh and sucked hard, pulling Tessa’s skin between her teeth to leave a distinct mark. Tessa sucked in a sharp breath and hooked her knees over Jamie’s shoulders.

With her index finger, Jamie teased Tessa’s slit, already wet and wanting. Tessa’s hips rolled toward her.

“You really did miss me, huh?” Jamie teased.

“Are you gonna talk all night or are you gonna put that mouth to good use?” Tessa shot back.

“So demanding!” Jamie chided. “If I didn’t want to taste you so fucking badly, I might punish you.”

“If you don’t, I’ll take care of it myself.”

Tessa brought her hand toward her center, but Jamie swatted it away.

“You’ve taken care of yourself all week,” she said. “My turn now.”

She bent between Tessa’s thighs and licked a stripe up her soaking cunt. Tessa whined, arching her back and pushing her hips to get Jamie closer. Jamie worked Tessa’s clit with her tongue, flicking and swirling until it was swollen, and Tessa’s voice grew hoarse with her desperate cries of Jamie’s name.

Jamie’s own body heated with desire. There was nothing more arousing to her than seeing Tessa twist and writhe. She teased Tessa’s entrance with a finger, coating it in Tessa’s arousal before slipping it inside her. Tessa groaned, loud and long, and rocked her hips. Jamie matched her rhythm with her finger. She added a second and Tessa gasped, but did not stop. Working with her mouth and hands in tandem, Jamie brought Tessa closer and closer to the edge. Tessa clenched around her fingers. She could hear the dawn of an orgasm in Tessa’s voice.

“Christ, Jamie, I’m nearly there,” she panted. “Oh, please, faster.”

Jamie ratcheted up her pace until Tessa was no longer able to form words except for the occasional “fuck” and Jamie’s name. Jamie pressed her thighs together to ease the ache in her own center. Tessa had never been hotter.

Tessa peaked, her legs trembling, her hips jerking, her hands gripping tight to Jamie’s hair. As she rode out her orgasm, everything relaxed. Jamie eased her back down before pulling away. Her lips found their way instinctively back to Tessa’s. The kisses were short and breathless.

“Your turn,” Tessa said. “But I’m not sure I can move. You’re gonna have to sit on my face.”

“Are you threatening me with a good time?” Jamie teased.

“Get up here, you,” Tessa said through a smile, pulling Jamie forward.

Jamie got onto her knees and helped Tessa get situated beneath her. Once she was comfortable on the pillows, Jamie crawled up her body until her thighs were on either side of Tessa’s head. Tessa licked her lips.

“Bring that sweet cunt here, baby,” she said.

Biting her lip and gripping the headboard, Jamie lowered her hips until her center came into contact with Tessa’s mouth. She moaned as her knees went weak. Tessa’s own passionate sounds sent a shiver up Jamie’s spine. Tessa wrapped her arms around Jamie’s thighs and held her to her mouth. Using the headboard for leverage, Jamie ground down.

Tessa devoured her. Jamie’s voice reached an octave she’d never heard before. Pressure built in her lower belly as Tessa worked her clit. Her racing heartbeat pounded in her ears. She lost control of the rock of her hips as she wildly chased her pleasure on Tessa’s lips. Tessa, with surprising strength, held her steady.

“Tessa,” she whined. “Oh, God, Tessa.”

Tessa moaned against her, sending a thrilling vibration through her. Her whole body fluttered from her chest to her core. For a fleeting moment, she felt a little pathetic. Tessa had barely touched her and already she was on the brink of climax. But she was not ashamed to crave Tessa. She loved Tessa. She always had. She always would.

Her thighs quivered, and Jamie feared she would not be able to hold herself up. Her knuckles were white from holding the headboard so tightly.

“Tessa,” she sighed. “We can change positions. I don’t want to crush you.”

“If I go out between your legs, I go out a happy woman indeed.”

“But I—oh, fuck!”

Tessa shook her head and proceeded, her pace unrelenting.

Tessa’s expert mouth cleared Jamie’s mind of any other concerns. Nothing existed beyond the two of them, souls and bodies intertwined in exquisite harmony with one another. White exploded behind Jamie’s eyes. Waves of ecstasy rolled through her limbs and she shuddered through her peak. She murmured Tessa’s name as softly as a prayer, slowing her body down.

When she was utterly spent, she fell onto her side next to Tessa, who shot her a satisfied smirk. Jamie was too tired to even try to rebuke her for being cocky. How could she when Tessa was clearly skilled at what she did?

Catching her breath, she curled into Tessa’s side and rested her head on her girlfriend’s chest. Tessa wrapped her arm around Jamie’s shoulders and held her close. Jamie closed her eyes and listened to Tessa’s heartbeat. Contentment and peace flowed between them until they were breathing in time with one another.

Laying in the afterglow, a comfortable warmth spread through Jamie. The same she always felt being in Tessa’s arms. Tessa’s fingers lazily stroked Jamie’s shoulder, and her eyelids grew heavy. But now that Tessa was beside her, Jamie had some things she wanted to say.

“Tess?”

“Hm?”

“Can I tell you something?”

Tessa propped her head up with her elbow beneath her hand. “What about?”

“Back at your housewarming, you asked if something happened that made me want to leave Man City. I wasn’t completely honest with you.”

Tessa smirked and rolled her eyes. “Shocking.”

“Shut up,” Jamie replied with a teasing shove, earning a giggle from Tessa. “Seriously. I’m trying to be vulnerable here, which you know I’m not good at.”

Tessa stifled a giggle. “Alright, I’m listening.”

Jamie linked her fingers with Tessa’s free hand. “Did you see the news that they sacked their assistant coach for sexual harassment?”

The serene expression disappeared from Tessa’s face. “Aye.”

“I was one of the women it happened to,” Jamie said, swallowing hard. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. But now that we’re together and the information is out there, I’m more comfortable saying it.”

Tessa squeezed Jamie’s hand. “I’m so sorry that happened to you, Jamie.”

“It’s alright,” Jamie said with a shrug. “I think some good came of it.”

“Do you now?”

“It gave me the push I needed to come back to London. Back to you.”

Tessa’s mouth twisted into a half-frown. “I still don’t like that it happened.”

“I was thinking of coming back anyway once my contract was up because I knew I wanted to get another chance with you,” Jamie explained. “But when all that happened, I got out early. In the end, I’m glad I did.”

“I’m buzzing that you’re here,” Tessa said, a smile slowly returning to her lips. “Raging about the asshole at Man City. Glad they sacked him.”

“Me too,” Jamie agreed. “My only real regret is not confiding in my teammates. I could have helped get rid of him sooner.”

“There’s no guarantee it would have happened any faster. But you would have been around people who understood.”

“They certainly would have been more understanding than my father.”

Tessa narrowed her eyes. “What happened?”

“I told him about this, and he only admonished me for not speaking up, when I might have been believed and I could have stayed with his idea of a better club.”

“Sweet suffering Jesus.” Tessa cupped Jamie’s face in her palm. “He was way out of order saying that to you, Jamie. You deserve sympathy and care when you’re sharing something that serious.”

Jamie turned her face to press her lips to Tessa’s fingers. “I know where I can find that now.” She leaned forward and claimed Tessa’s mouth in a light kiss. “Some good came of that, too, though. I finally stood up to him.”

Tessa perked up. “You did?”

“Yep. I told him I wished he would act more like my father and less like my manager.”

“Jamie!” Tessa cried, sitting up fully and pulling a giggling Jamie with her. “I’m so proud of you! How did he take it?”

“He was angry, but I got the last word.”

She told Tessa everything, the words they exchanged in her father’s kitchen before she left the room to see her mother. Which brought Jamie to the other thing she wanted to tell Tessa about. Theo’s story.

Lila encouraged it again in their last session. Telling Tessa about Theo so that she might be more understanding when Jamie took as much time as she would likely need in order to fully come out. An act which her father would consider defiance and disgrace. But the moment arrived, and Jamie found her heart locked up.

For the time being, she only wanted them to be happy. Not caught up in the past. And Tessa was being understanding. She was giving Jamie a chance to get comfortable. To start slow and build up her courage. It was all Jamie could want from her.

The last thing she wanted was to erase the radiant, proud smile from Tessa’s face with the tragedy of Theo’s story. Another time, she told herself. I’ll tell her when the time is right, after I’ve talked about it more in therapy. They had been through so much. She wanted to keep it light and fun while she could.

Tessa pulled Jamie in for another kiss. “I really am proud of you. You are making significant strides, and. . . I’m hopeful, Jamie. Hopeful for our future.”

“Thank you, Tessa. I’m hopeful too. For the first time in a long time.”

They kissed once more before letting themselves succumb to the kind of satisfied sleep only lovers knew.