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Grasping her by the waist, I accidentally poke her in the ass, and she calls out, “Spearing! You’re a very bad boy, Parker. You stabbed another player with your stick.”
“Fucking hell, woman.” I cannot stop grinning, all while trying to choke back my laughter. Because, while this is sexy as fuck, it’s also funny. “This is why I love you.”
An awkward pause passes between us for a few seconds before I alleviate the silence by plunging inside her and filling her all at once, showing her that I’m in control now. Maybe I can fuck her so hard that she’ll forget about my unintentional declaration of love.
Do I really love her?
No, I doubt it. I care for her a lot. It feels a lot like love—or at least the closest I’ve ever come to it.
“Alex!” she screams so loudly, I wonder if the neighbor will hear and think she’s being murdered.
After all the buildup and waiting, I last longer than expected, but at the rate I thrust into her, I know it won’t be long before we are both riding an ecstasy high.
Sweaty and tired, I lean over to kiss her neck and palm her breast in my hand.
“That was…” I need a few seconds to catch my breath before I can speak in complete sentences.
Instead, Charlotte finishes for me, “Fucktastic.”
“If this is what I’m coming home to after every road trip, I will start looking forward to leaving just so I can come back.”
I pull out of her and tie off the condom, about to head toward the bathroom, when she flips over, her back pressed against the counter. “If you want, you can go into the hallway and knock on the door, and we can pretend you were never here. I’ll answer in this,” she says, tugging at the whistle around her neck, “and nothing else.”
And, just like that, I’m hard again and scrambling to find my clothes, so we can have a repeat. We need to make up for all the lost days in one night.
Alex
After only a few days at home and with Charlotte, I am on the road again with the team. Dinner with the boys is the usual spectacle with both Kane and Donovan hammered on Jack and Cokes before the waiter has had the chance to deliver the meals. Spending time around two guys who can get me in a ton of trouble with Charlotte not only tests my willpower, but also my relationship with my girl. My mouth waters at the sight of the dark liquid in their glasses. I imagine it’s only soda, doing my best to fight off the urge, but I can smell the whiskey on their breaths.
Kane raises a highball glass in the air and motions it toward the bar across from us. With a full house, we were seated near the door, none of us wanting to use our star power to ask for a better table because that’s something only a real douche would bother to do.
So, we’re stuck at this shitty table by the bar where the patrons waiting for a table are eyeing us up, as if they know who we are, but the older men aren’t my concern. It’s the group of cougars celebrating their friend’s fiftieth birthday, obnoxiously yelling and checking us out every chance they get, and the three young girls in tight outfits and heels that won’t stop eye-fucking us.
“Yeah, you,” Kane says to the blonde in a black miniskirt that looks like it’s pasted onto her ass.
She giggles and strolls over to our table, flanked by her two very attractive friends. Luckily, there are no extra chairs at our table and no room for them to make themselves comfortable. Good.
Donovan leans over, taps me in the bicep with his elbow, and whispers, “Which one do you want?”
I scrunch my nose, pretending to think it over, and then say, “I’ll pass. They’re not really my type. Have at it.”
He grabs my wrist and presses two fingers between the bone and tendon over my radial artery. I shake him off because I damn well know what he’s doing.
“Dick.”
Donovan laughs, chugs the rest of his drink, and then sets it down hard on the table. “I had to make sure you still had a pulse, brother. First, you turn down Jack to sip water, and now, you’re passing on premium pussy. What the fuck has been up with you lately?”
“Nothing,” I retort. “I’m just trying to focus more on my game.”
He nods. “At least you’re playing better. You looked like shit when you first got here.”
I hold up my hands and shrug. “Let’s just say, I’ve got my focus back.”
There’s no sense in denying the truth. I sucked ass the last few weeks I played for the Caps, and I didn’t get any better until Charlotte took me under her wing and became the coach I needed.
“Parker, take this one off my hands,” Kane says as he nods at the brunette with a huge rack that’s falling out of a dress so tight, I can tell she’s not wearing any panties.
Not that I’d ever be tempted to cheat on Charlotte with this chick, but it doesn’t hurt that she indulged me with phone sex again, something I never would’ve expected from a girl like Charlotte. She’s full of surprises.
