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I gasped at the contact. “Oh, God,” I whispered.
“I own you in here,” he growled. My eyes opened as he continued. “And you own me outside that door.”
Was he actually negotiating while he was getting me naked? The pants slid off my ankles. I guessed so.
“This is crazy.” I hadn’t agreed to do it, but I could feel which way my body wanted to go.
His hands made it hard to think. His tongue made it impossible.
“Three weeks. You’re mine for the next three weeks, and I’ll be your perfect football puppet. Strings and all.”
His fingers slipped between my legs and I groaned when he pried my slick folds apart, already wet from wanting him.
I nodded, although I wasn’t sure if I was agreeing to his arrangement or to the fact that I wanted him to make me come. The pressure was beautifully intense as he caressed my body.
“There’s no way it’ll work.” I didn’t think two people who liked to be in control so much could relinquish so much to a practical stranger. Was he going to hand me his career? Was I going to drop my suit and crawl in his bed every time he demanded it?
“You can pull my strings in front of the cameras. But in bed, I make all the rules.”
My body was consumed by an instant firestorm of want. “Okay. I’m yours in here.”
And ju
st like that, I made the craziest decision of my life.
11
Lachlan
I smiled when she agreed to my idea. When she ran out of my arms last night, I laid awake, trying to figure out a way to get Aspen back in my bed. We had a mutual goal—get through the Olympics without another scandal. This made sense.
She needed me and as much as I didn’t want to admit it—I needed her.
I’d never been a one-woman man, but for the next three weeks, I could try something new. If that something new was her body whenever I wanted it.
I looked into her eyes. She panted as I pushed one finger inside her entrance and then another. Fuck, she was tight. Shagging her was going to be amazing.
She bucked under the pressure and I held her to the bed with a long kiss, moving my mouth over hers while she jerked her hips under the rhythm of my fingers.
“Three weeks, love,” I growled. “Three long smashing weeks of this.”
I pulled the strappy tank top down over her nipples, pushing them forward.
My tongue lapped over one and then the other, taking turns while she writhed under me. I wanted more. I needed more. I pushed back off the bed, yanking her silk panties with me and threading her feet through them.
Her eyes widened. “What?”
“Shh,” I commanded. “In here, you do what I want. And I want to taste every inch of you.”
I spread her legs apart. Her blond hair was splayed across the pillow. Her nipples bounced up and down with her breath. I ran my fingers between her legs and watched as she shivered and tried to close her knees.
“Oh no,” I warned her. “You can’t back out before we get started. Are you going to listen to me?”
She nodded.
“Good. Then spread your legs like you want me.”
She let her legs fall open and I dove between them, running my tongue over her clit. She whimpered before her hips began to rock, and the sounds coming from her throat turned to moans of pleasure.
