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“Call me Hawk. I want to hear my name on your lips when I give you an orgasm. You understand?” he asked as he plunged a second finger inside me.
My head fell back against the wall. His fingers were thick and skilled. My hips jumped at every touch.
“Do you want more? Do you want me to kiss you? Do you want me to fuck you? Tell me.”
I laughed and he pressed my clit with his thumb, almost bringing me to my knees. Holy shit. The heat radiating off our bodies was palatable. I liked it and now, more than even I imagined, I wanted more.
“Hawk, I can't do this,” I whispered, knowing I was clenching and gripping his fingers with sudden rhythm.
“Why not?” he asked running his lips down my neck. My eyes closed from the intensity of everything we were doing.
The eroticism of potentially being caught. The taboo of hooking up with a customer on my first night. The good girl in me craving this bad boy. Knowing everything about this was wrong. So wrong. There was nothing right about any of it except how good he made me feel in this moment.
“Look at me. I want to see the lust in your eyes,” he commanded.
I was lost in pleasure and sensation. His fingers had taken me to the brink of insanity. I had no thoughts. No power to make a rational decision. I was drawn to this man. This football legend. This sex god. This complete stranger like a moth to a flame. Hawk knew what he was doing when he made my body seize with pleasure. He knew what he was doing when he touched and kissed me. There was nothing sexier than that.
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Kane
As she looked up at me she bit down on her lower lip and I was within an inch of losing wha
t self-control I had.
“Babe, you have no idea how much I'd like to bend you over right here, right now and...”
“What a gentleman,” she scoffed between breaths.
“I have never claimed to be,” I replied, plunging my fingers into her deeper than before.
She moaned low in her throat. I could feel her walls tightening around me getting ready to send her over the edge, but I refused to let her go. I slowed the tempo and pulled one finger out and then the second. She whimpered at the loss.
Oh how I loved that sound.
It was like a drug to me.
She drew in a shallow breath, unable to speak. I smiled, knowing that I had her ready to spiral.
“What if someone comes in this way? I don't want to be known as the girl who hooked up with Kane Hawkins in a hallway.” She sounded only slightly concerned.
I brushed the hair from her shoulder. “So I was right? You do want me.”
“Yes.” She paused. “No,” she said, averting her eyes from my stare. “Yes. I don’t know.”
I took her hand, threading my fingers through hers and led her to the storage room.
“This can be a very easy decision. Your decision, by the way.” I winked. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Are you serious?” Her eyes widened. “We can’t go in there. I’m at work.”
“Baby, you might not know this, but there are two things I never joke about—football and this.”
She bit her lip in that sexy way again as I pulled her into the room with me. There was a long table on one side that was stacked with white paper takeout boxes. On the opposite wall was a tower of shelves overflowing with silverware, salt, pepper, napkins, and beer pilsners.
The rest of the room was stacked with cases of beer and kegs. I looked at the table before locking the door behind us. It would work.
I locked the door.
