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His Teammate's Sister

Chapter 4

Aly and Chris went back to his apartment, and she had to make up some weird excuse to tell her brother as to why she wouldn’t be home until later. She finally decided to tell Jacob that she was hanging out with Ryan Strome’s wife Sydney, and she had to beg Sydney over text not to spill anything.

Once inside, Chris was in the kitchen and really hopes to impress Aly. He knew she was a bit hesitant in the dating world for a number of reasons, but he really worried if and when her brother found out.

Aly walked into the kitchen after kicking off her sneakers, “Need some help?”

”Nope, I’m good. The prime rib is roasting and it should be done in two hours. The baked potatoes go on in an hour and the brussel sprouts soon after,” Chris answered.

Aly made a face, “Brussel sprouts? Really?”

”Trust me, you’ll like mine, I promise,” Chris assured.

Later that night, the two of them enjoyed a really yummy dinner and talked more. They had a lot more in common than originally believed, so it made conversations between them that much more enjoyable. While Aly brought her plate to the sink, she felt a hot breath down her neck, “Chris? That you?”

”Mhm hmm. You smell really good. What is that?” Chris asked with a whisper to his voice.

“Uh, cranberry possibly from my shampoo. W-what are you doing?” Aly stuttered.

Chris’ warm fingertips trailed up and down her arms and he could feel her goosebumps. He rested his head on her shoulder, nuzzling into her neck, “Let me be alone with you tonight. You’re so perfect.”

”But...but what about my brother?! What if he finds out?” Aly worried.

Chris placed a finger on her lips from behind, “Shhh, we’ll worry when we have to, plus Sydney’s got your back. I need a night with you.”

Sure Aly was afraid of sex for her own reasoning, but something about Chris calmed her down and just made her feel at ease. She tilted her head back and their eyes locked, “Make love to me.”

The two of them raced to his bedroom and she quickly laid on the bed, him climbing on top. Chris smirked as he removed her clothing, leaving just her black bra on, “Don’t you look lovely.”

Aly’s eyes went wide when she saw how big he was and just wanted him inside her as fast as he could, “Dear god, I do want you. Fuck me, damn it.”

”You never have to ask me twice,” Chris grinned.

The feelings of Chris’ large member inside her, along with his long tongue down her throat as they Frenched, felt like the whole world was Aly’s. She didn’t want him to stop loving her. He was smooth, gentle, caring, yet had so much passion. She could have never imagined having sex with not just someone she interviews daily, but one of her brother’s teammates.

As rain swept through lower Manhattan, the two of them cuddled after their intense love making session. Aly looked up at Chris and smiled, “That was perfection.”

”Yes you were,” Chris said against her lips before sharing one more kiss.

Would Aly be able to keep this a secret or does someone rat her out?!

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