Page 55 of Making the Play


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We’ve shared this knowing look a dozen times, and every time is hotter than the last. It’s not a matter ofifwe slake our desire, but when, the constant thrum of sexual tension slowly building to a breaking point.

I’ve reached my limit. Has she reached hers?

“Just tonight,” she says softly, reading my mind.

Thank fuck. “I’ll take it.”

Chapter Sixteen

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Finn

Ifollow Chloeinside the house and the second the door shuts behind us, I’m on her, my body calling for hers like it’s been starved for years. “Chloe,” I whisper against her ear as my hands roam everywhere at once.

“Finn,” she murmurs back, her grabby hands all over me as well.

Her smell overwhelms me as I kiss down her neck. I run my palms over her shoulders, sliding underneath her jacket and pushing it down her arms until it falls to the floor. I reach around to her ass, cup it, and bring her flush against me. I’m hard for her and I want her to feel it. To know that in a matter of seconds she turns me on like no one else.

We grind against each other like a couple of teenagers, my fingers finding the hem of her dress, the smooth skin of her thighs. I’m a second away from pulling the cotton up and over her head when I somehow register I’m acting like an animal and the entryway of her house isn’t where I want her naked.

I let out a breath and get myself under control enough to slow down and cradle her face. To count my favorite freckles, enjoy the parting of her full lips, absorb the dazzling shades of brown rimmed with soft, long lashes staring up at me with desire.

And then she smiles. It’s crazy dizzying.

“Nothing in my life feels as good as your smile,” I say, my heart beating louder than the words I’ve spoken. It’s the truth. I’ve kicked ass on the baseball field, received standing ovations, won awards, made my parents proud, but this girl trumps all that. “Well, except for maybe our first kiss.”

Her chest rises and falls. She wraps her arms around my neck. “Imagine what more kisses will do to you, then.”

“Let’s find out.”

“What are you waiting for?”

Reality to set in? This insane, disorienting attraction to fizzle out? Doesn’t happen.

I crash my mouth against hers. The kiss is immediately all encompassing. Lips, tongue,feelings. I said I’d take one night, but the truth is I’ll fight for more. I’ll show her how good we are together again and again until she’s forgotten all about some silly curse.

She kisses me back with equal vigor, up on her tiptoes, her round, mouthwatering tits pressed against my chest. I release her face and lift her up, her legs wrapping around my waist, without breaking the kiss. She moans into my mouth when I slow the glide of my tongue against hers so I stay the course as I walk us down the darkened hallway hoping to find her bedroom.

“First door on your right,” she says, slightly out of breath. She rubs her nose against mine then pulls back to look at me. There’s enough light from the entryway to take in every gorgeous detail of her flushed face.

Inside her room, a bedside lamp that was left on supplies enough incandescent light for me to see the bed and set her down on it. She kicks off her shoes, removes her socks, and scoots back. When she reaches the center, she pulls her dress up and over her head and tosses it to the side. Her barely there underwear is white with maroon polka dots and trim. Her bra is a simple black. I love that they don’t match. I look my fill, from her neck to her feet, finding a few more freckles, a small scar on her side, and curves I can’t wait to navigate.

I am one hell of a lucky man.

“Your turn,” she says, not at all shy about my perusal.

I toe off my shoes, unbuckle my belt, and untuck my shirt. Her bottomless brown eyes stay on my hands as I work the buttons of my dress shirt. She licks her lips when the material falls away, squirms when I drop my slacks. My boxer briefs do little to hide how much I want her.

“Your turn,” I say.

She reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra, letting the straps slip slowly over her shoulders. She stops the progression to torture me, no doubt, before removing the lingerie entirely and flinging it across the room.

I crawl up her body a split second later, supporting her back as I lay her flat while kissing lips that taste like peaches dipped in sugar. She runs her fingers through my hair before holding my head steady to deepen the kiss.

As good as it is mouth to mouth, I kiss down her neck, spending a little extra time behind her ear when she shivers. Sighs of pleasure follow my trail to her breasts. I cup one while taking the other in my mouth, licking and sucking on her nipple until it’s hard. She arches her back, gathers the comforter in her hands.

“Finn.” The breathless word is a straight shot to my dick. “That feels so good.”

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