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He rolled her on top of him so she straddled his hips. She was wet where she pressed against him, and his cockreallyliked that a lot. “Rachel, as a footballer, I’m trained to run forward. It’s what I do to the exclusion of anything else, so it shouldn’t be a surprise that right now I only care about what I have in front of me.”
She studied him solemnly. Then a mischievous light flared in her eyes and she said, “So you’re saying you’re looking to score right now.”
He grinned. “I’m a winner, after all.”
She leaned forward, brushing his chest with her nipples. “I like to win too.”
Hands on her hips, he slid her back and forth against him. “Game on?”
“Do we have more condoms?” she asked, nipping his collarbone.
He reached blindly to the side table, opened the drawer, and rooted around in there until he found another strip. He tore one off and tossed the rest aside. Planting his feet on the bed, knees up, to give her something to rest against, he eased her back so he could roll the rubber onto himself.
She watched avidly, her hands bold now, touching and giving him fleeting caresses that were driving him mad. He rolled the condom down quickly, took her by the hips, and lowered her onto him.
She moaned as he entered her. He gritted his teeth against the urge to take her hard. She’d be sensitive after all their play last night, so he eased into her slowly, watching her carefully to make sure she wasn’t uncomfortable.
She leaned forward, her palms flat on his chest and her hair falling over her face as she started to ride him. She moaned again. “I can’t believe how good this feels.”
He held on to her hips, rolling his hips to rub against her, knowing he was hitting her just right by her little gasps. He kept up the pace, easy and steady, until her gasps were sobs and her fingers left marks on his skin. She came hard, her cries deep and loud, her body writhing on top of his. The sight and sound and—God—thefeelof her pushed him over the edge right after her, his groan of completion in symphony with hers.
“I never want to get out of this bed,” she mumbled against his chest after a while.
He held her closer. “Then let’s stay here today.”
She lifted her head, her hair in her eyes. “Really?”
“Really.” He pushed her hair back so he could see her beautiful eyes. “It’s Saturday. Do you have plans for today?”
“Alice and I talked about meeting for a drink, but I can reschedule that.” She pursed her lips. “You aren’t doing something with Erik today?”
“Didier is taking care of Erik today, and then Erik has another blind date tonight. We don’t have anything else concrete planned until Tuesday.”
Eyes lit with curiosity, she propped herself on his chest. “What’s happening Tuesday?”
“We’re going to a baseball game. Erik feels comfortable talking about sports, so we thought we’d see if he could meet a girl at a game.”
“Abaseballgame?” Her shock faded into humor, and she began to laugh.
He couldn’t help smiling. She inspired a lot of that in him. “That’s funny?”
“Yeah. You’re British, and you guys play soccer.”
“Football,” he corrected.
“Do you even know anything about baseball?”
“It’s where they throw a ball into a net, isn’t it?” he joked.
She snorted.
“Come with us and explain it to us.” He brushed her hair back so he could have an unobstructed view of her beautiful eyes. “We’ll have hot dogs and beer, and you can help make sure Erik is comfortable.”
She bit her lip again, but he could see she was tempted. “I have to work on Tuesday.”
“I hear there’s an American custom called playing hooky.”
“Not this again.” She rolled her eyes.
