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“What have you done to me?” he growled .
“The same thing you’ve done to me,” I answered .
Whatever it was between us, it was the same. I couldn’t think without him. I couldn’t breathe until he was in my space again, and my body sure wasn’t alive unless he was touching me .
“Who do you belong to?” His strong hands adhered to the contour of my waist, dragging my ass backward .
“You,” I moaned. “Please, Luke. Please fuck me .”
My nipples hurt. I wiggled toward him, but he had a constraining grip on me .
“Come with me,” he groaned. “Come on my cock so hard I can feel you .”
My eyes never left his as he slammed into me. One. Two. Three times and we both convulsed and shattered in violent jerks. He pulsed and surged, filling me, stretching me and I shook with complete abandon, letting the orgasm undo me .
My hips pushed into him harder. I sucked him inside me, begging him to take every space in my body and my soul. He had me. I was his. And he was mine .
“Oh, fuck, baby.” He kissed my neck and we collapsed together on the pool table .
I rested against his chest .
“I’m so happy you’re here,” I whispered. “Impulsive is hot.” My breathing hadn’t returned to normal .
He pressed his lips to my forehead. “Me too. I have to fly out tomorrow night to make it back for Tuesday practice .”
“I don’t want to think about that yet .”
We stretched our legs out to the end of the pool table. It was funny looking at the rest of the room from here .
“Think you can hide a six five QB for an entire day?” he teased .
“If by hiding, you mean keep you in my bed all day, then the answer is yes.” I giggled. I felt incredible .
“I get it if you have to go to the studio.” He drew a circle over my navel and I wondered what he was thinking about .
“I can call in sick,” I volunteered. “I can be spontaneous too .”
“I’m not asking you to miss work .”
“I know you aren’t. But when am I going to see you again ?”
He shook his head. “I’m on the road next weekend. I can’t do this again for a few weeks .”
My heart sank. It wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear. How was I going to handle weeks without him ?
“Maybe I can go to one of your games,” I suggested .
He readjusted under me so he could see my face. “You want to meet me on the road ?”
I nodded. I was positive. “Yes .”
“How are we going to keep this out of the press if you travel with me ?”
I bit my lower lip, trying to sort through the logistics. “Ok. What if I fly out ahead of time to … where are you playing next ?”
“San Francisco .”
I shook my head. That wouldn’t work .
