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“No way. Maybe this is part of the fun.”
“You hear that, pretty girl?” I whisper in her ear. “I think they know I’m yours. But maybe we should be sure.”
I fuck her—hard. I thrust into her without abandon. She meets my every move eagerly, and her tits bounce as she takes me inch by inch. It’s like we’re racing to see who can get the other there first, and she’s going to win. I give my best effort, though, when I press my thumb against her clit and circle in a slow rhythm that has her grinding into me.
“I’m close,” she says, and her nails drag down my back. “Keep doing that. Please.”
“I got you. You can let go, Maven.”
Her body shudders against mine. Her breaths come out in quick little pants followed by a long, low moan that’s so sexy, so fuckingneedy, I follow her over the edge.
I can’t see straight. My legs shake and spasm. I wrap my arm around her and bite her throat as I spill inside her.
“Dallas,” she whispers only for me, and my hand slips off the wall she says my name. “God, I love when you fill me up.”
Fucking Christ.
This woman.
“I think you’re every one of my fantasies put together,” I say, and I rest my forehead against hers. I try to take a deep breath,but it feels like there’s dust in my lungs. “You really were made for me.”
I love you so fucking much.
It’s there on the tip of my tongue, like it’s been every day since Christmas. I know I can’t say it now. Not when my dick is softening and she’s falling asleep in my arms with heavy limbs, butgod, I want to.
“What?” she asks, and her eyes flutter closed. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Just happy.” I kiss her forehead. “That’s all.”
“Thoroughly fucked, is more like it.”
“That, yes. You worked my dick like a fucking champ.” I peel a piece of wet hair away from her cheek and tuck it behind her ear. She blushes, and I smile. “It’s a little more than that, though, too.”
“Dallas?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m happy too.”
“Thoroughly fucked, you mean?” I ask.
“A little more than that, though, too.”
I grin into the curve of her shoulder. I should be exhausted. Spent after a good game and a good fuck with the girl of my dreams. But I’m not.
I’m on top of the fucking world.
FORTY-FIVE
MAVEN
“There’sa rumor going around the locker room I think you might be interested in,” Dallas says, and I look at him in the bathroom mirror.
I lift an eyebrow. “Oh? What is it?”
“Word is someone was having a threesome in the showers after our last win.”
He leans against the wall lazily. I can tell he’s exhausted from a long practice before the Titans head out west for the first playoff game, but he still gives me a slow, sleepy grin that makes my heart skip a beat.
