Worth the Wait

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Reilly and Jami had missed most of the movie. He was still kind of in shock that he was holding her. He had watched her from afar for so long. It wasn't like he hid the fact he liked her. Looch and Soupy teased him about Jami all the time. He'd however thought she had a thing for Segs.


"Nite Adorable" called Dani Grace as she and McQuaid headed out of the living room. He and Jami called their good byes. They disappeared into McQuaid's room. Now he needed to figure out of Jami was staying or leaving. After giving the pretense of watching the movie he had maneuvered Jami so that she was laying on top of him. They had alternated being lazy kisses to making out during the movie. His hand was beneath her shirt rubbing circles on her back. He wasn't sure what her thoughts were. His free hand came up and pulled her face to his. Her mouth descended. His other hand found the other side of her face. He might be holding her but she was controlling the kiss. Her tongue darted out. She nipped at his bottom lip before their tongues slid together.

Jami made a small sound that was captured in Reilly's mouth. He tilted her head. The kiss became consuming. But then melted away into sweet kisses. It had been like this all night. She wasn't sure where this was going. She pushed herself up so she could look down at him. He smiled. Dear Lord the boy was pretty. Her hair was falling into her face. Reilly did want her hiding behind it. He tucked it behind her ears. "I should probably go." He shook his head no. "We have a game tomorrow Reilly." He shook his head yes. "So we both need to get some sleep." He nodded again. "Man of many words Smith." She kissed him and climbed off of him and the couch.


Reilly got off the couch. He pulled her into an embrace. Reilly gently kissed her coaxing his tongue past the seam of her lips. He drew back from the kiss. "Stay" he said as his mouth came back to hers. He pulled her closer to his body. "I'm not ready to let you walk out. And tomorrow I won't be able to touch you or kiss you because of the rules. So stay tonight."


"Reilly I'm not sure it's a good idea" she replied. A few more kisses and she melted against him. He rested his forehead against hers. He nodded.


"Let me get my shoes and keys and I'll drive you home." said Reilly.


"No" said Jami "You need to go to bed you have to play. I can take the T or get a cab."


"Absolutely not" he growled "I am not leaving you to fend for yourself in Boston after midnight." She leaned in and kissed him.


"I'll be fine"


"If you want to take the T we can take the T." he replied.


"Reilly I have been doing this for 2 years. Go to bed. I'll text you when I get home."


He shook his head no. He scooped her up and carried her towards his room. "Either I go with you or you stay here." He put her on his bed and went to his closet. He was pulled on a hoodie and was digging in the basket for socks. Jami scooted off the bed and wrapped her arms around his waist. She laid her head on his back. He stopped digging and covered her hands with his.

"I'll stay" she said "But Reilly I'm not just going...." He pulled her in front of him. He tilted her face up so she could see his eyes.


"I've waited a year to have you here, Jami." he said "I'm not going anywhere and neither are you. I can sleep on the couch." He gave her another soft kiss and walked her over to the bed. He pulled the duvet and sheets back. "Get in." She climbed into the bed. He pulled the blankets up around her. He gave her a kiss and stood to leave the room. She grabbed his wrist.


"Damn it Smith. Get in this bed" she bossed "You have a game you can't sleep on the couch."


"I nap on it pregame all the time " he replied.


"Then I guess we are sleeping on the couch" she said kicking the covers off her body. She started crawling across the bed towards Reilly. He started laughing. Before Jami realized what happened Reilly was in bed with her. His body pressed hers back onto the bed. He settled onto his side of the bed. Jami sat up and took off her bra and pulled it out of the sleeve of his shirt. Reilly groaned. She was trying to kill him.


"Not playing fair" he said kissing her before sitting up in his bed. He tossed the hoodie and his tee into the floor. Jami was looking at him. She had saw him in various stages of undress but never this close. It was usually from a far at the arena. Definitely not where she could touch him. He clicked off the bedside lamp and laid beside her.

"Like that was fair Smith." she answered "I am trying so hard to be good." Reilly looked over at her and smirked. He noticed that there was a ravines worth of space between them. He hauled her across his sheets until she was laying on him. Her cheek was pressed against all his hot muscle. She stroked her hand over his abs. "Really not fair." He started laughing.


"Now you know how I feel seeing you roaming around in your ice girl outfit." said Reilly "It's been torture. So now you an snuggle up against my rocking body and go to sleep."


"And I thought you were the nice one" giggled Jami. She pinched his hip.


"Oww woman" he said rubbing his hip. Jami leaned over and kissed the place she had pinched. "No, no, no back up here" he said pulling her back up his chest "I only have so much restraint. Now kiss me good night." Jami leaned across him kiss him good night.


"Bossy" she said against his mouth. She then kissed the side of his mouth. She feathered open mouth kisses across his cheek. Jami placed a kiss right beside his ear. "Good night Reilly." His hands tangled in her hair and drew her back to his mouth. He ravaged her mouth then tucked her up against him so she was spooned against his chest. "Go to bed or I won't be worth a fuck on the ice." She wiggled around getting comfortable against his large frame. Reilly growled in her ear. She settled against him. His arm fell across her small body. She fit his body perfectly. He was stroking his thumb against her hand. It was soothing and erotic at the same time.


"Reilly" she said with her back to him.


"Yeah" he said nuzzling her hair.


"Tomorrow will be my last game as an ice girl." She felt his body shift. She could feel his entire body against her. And she meant his entire body.

"Fuck" said Reilly "I leave for team building after the game."


"What happened to I've waited a year" she giggled. He rocked his hips against her. She felt the length of him against her.


"I'd never been this close to you during that year Jami" he said as he moved against her. She felt his lips on her neck. His hand snaked underneath the shirt he had loaned her. His lips moved closer to her ear "Never kissed you." He couldn't decide if he wanted to move his hand up her beautiful body or down. His hand found the band of her shorts. "Never touched you." He heard her the sharp intake of her breath. At least he wasn't the only one so turned on he was miserable. He pulled the shorts off her body while kissing her neck. She stiffened. "Relax, Jami." he instructed. He tilted her head back until he could kiss her lips. His hand slid further down. He stroked her through the tiny pair a panties she was still wearing. Her breathing was getting more labored. He could feel exactly how turned on she was. He loved knowing she was that turned on by him. She tried to turn over but her held her in place and kissed his way down her neck. He moved one hand up to run his thumb over her closest nipple. She made a small gasp. His other hand delved inside her panties. His parted her delicate folds. She was wet. So hot. He ran a finger from her clit to her slick center. She bucked away from his touch. He moved the hand at her breasts to her abdomen to hold her still. "Don't move Jami. Just let me touch you." he whispered into her ear "I need to touch you." His finger gathered her moisture. His finger slipped and moved over her button. Her hips ground against his body. He kept moving his hand around that nub.


He heard an intake of breath and then she whispered his name followed by a breathy please. He wasn't sure if it was a please stop or plea for release. "I have you" he said into her ear. He still had her spooned against his body. His large hand causing havoc in her panties. She cried out when his finger deftly slid inside her body. She nearly screamed from the pleasure. He kept the pressure on her clit with his thumb. It was slipping and sliding as his finger filled her body. He was kissing and sucking on the place where her neck met her shoulder. He worked a second finger deep inside her as he bit down on that exact spot. His thumb was rubbing lazy circles. He continued working her body until she cried out. He could feel her body squeezing his fingers. God her body was tight. He kept moving until her body stopped contracting. He pulled his hand free and turned her so she faced him. His mouth sought hers out in the darkness. She was still breathing erratically. Her chest was heaving as he kissed her. Reilly moved her so that she was laying on his chest. He was stroking her hair. "Nite baby."


"Reilly" she said looking at his waist.


"Go to sleep" he replied running his hand down her body to rest on her booty. "I have game tomorrow. And you have to quit being an ice girl. It's a busy day baby." He smacked her ass. "Maybe you should leave the coach a message that you quit now. Then you could wear my jersey tomorrow."


"But"


"No buts" he cut her off "we are going to sleep. Get comfy. It's after 2 am. I have to skate in the morning. "


She kissed his chest. "Then I owe you one" she replied.


He kissed her mouth. "No worries baby. I will hold you to it." Jami laid in his arms and listened to his breathing even out. It wasn't long until sleep pulled her under. Her last coherent thought was of being able to be with Reilly at the Garden.

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