GROUNDING 🏈 Nick Bosa

#FORTY FOUR.

⚠️ Reader advisement. Some things in this chapter may be triggering to some readers. Please, read at your own discretion. 18+⚠️

Nick comes in close to me and gently pulls my hair, titling my face upwards. "Remind me again why I can't let you go?"

"You tell me." I lightly, reply staring up at him.

"You have something about you, Liliana. Something that others don't have, and I'm scared that I won't find it anywhere else."

"I don't want you to find it anywhere else." looking into his eyes, my stomach flutters. This was the man I wanted as much I shouldn't.

"That's the thing, I won't, but you could easily move on. Other men see it, too Lili. And as much as I want to bend you over this counter and fuck you, I want more than that. I want to experience life with you, I want take you out on dates and make you feel special. I want to go to sleep and wake up with you every night and every day. I wanted this to work so, bad. Besides playing ball, I think you're the only thing I've ever wanted like this."

"—But I fucked all that up, didn't I?" I ask him.

"Yes, you did." He replies.

"I'm so sorry, Nick." I answer, quietly.

"I don't think I can move on unless you show me." He says.

"Show you what?"

"Show me how he fucked you." He replies, his eyes stay locked onto mine and he tightens my hair a bit harder.

"You already know, Nick.. and I don't think I could do that. It would be really weird."

With his other hand he rubs his thumb across my bottom lip. "Did you suck his dick?"

"No."

He bites his bottom lip, momentarily. "So, we still got that." He replies, darkly.

"I thought only bad girls did that." I respond.

"Oh, you are a bad girl, Lili." He pulls my hair even tighter.

I was.

"—Did he finger you?" He adds.

"Nick.." I groan.

"You let him fucking finger you?" He twists his hand in my hair, now my neck is extended further. I was unable to move my head and he forces me to look at him. "Answer me, goddamnit."

"Yes." I whimper.

"Tell me how that happened, Lili."

I swallow deeply. "I don't want to loose you."

"I don't think you could even if you tired, and trust me you've definitely, tried." He replies. "So, go on..."

"We we're outside waiting for his Uber. I was in a nightgown and we were hugging because it was cold outside. Then, I don't know... god. This is so hard to talk about." I tell him.

"You've talked about much worse. Keep going."

"I took his finger and I put it inside me." I say, really fast.