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He shut the door, and her lips were on his in seconds. He laughed, loving how they were. They were both like horny teenagers, and he couldn't help but live for it.
He hoisted her off the ground and pressed her against the wall. Heat radiated off her pussy, and he growled.
"You're wet," he said, wanting her. His tiger wanted to bury himself deep inside her. He had every urge to take her and forget about the tournament.
She nodded. "You have no idea."
He pressed into her, grinding. The smallest friction sent his need higher. He was tempted.
Her lips were soft against his, and her nails dug into his shirt. He could so easily lift her skirt and pound into her. He could almost taste how amazing the sex would be.
"Benton, if we continue, you're going to have a hard-on," she whispered in a warning tone.
"I already do," he growled, taking her lips once more. She moaned into him, her hands grabbing at his shirt.
"You know what I mean," she said breathily. "If we continue, you're not going to be able to focus on the next game."
She was right, and while he loved this, he couldn't continue. He took a deep breath and sighed. He looked at her, taking in her light blue eyes. He cupped her face, kissing her once more and making his tiger go crazy.
"You have no idea how much you turn me on, Opal." He looked at her, watching her eyes widen slightly. "Just the sight of you makes me revert into a horny teen. I want to slip my hand up that skirt and make you come over and over again."
She chuckled, running her hands up his arm. "You do the same to me."
He leaned closer, running his nose against her. "When this is done, I will be tasting you. All of you. Every single inch of your body."
He loved her blush, and she swallowed. He watched her lick her lips before she nodded. "Please do it because that sounds like an amazing time."
He smirked at her, giving her one last kiss before he grabbed the doorknob. He needed to pull himself together because the second game would begin in just a few minutes, and he couldn't have a boner for it.
While the sexual tension did egg him on to do better, he needed to calm himself.
The second game began twenty minutes after the previous. He seated himself and looked at everyone at the table. He sighed quietly. He knew everyone.
He was handed his cards, and his cards weren't terrible, but they could be better. He swallowed and looked at the others.
His mind wandered to Opal. He could see a future of them traveling together and him attending tournaments. He could see her being so excited when he won.
He also could see the sex they would have afterward. It would be almost animalistic because of the built-up tension. He could see them fucking for hours after a tournament.
He couldn't help but love the idea of running off into closets and making out between games. He knew while he wasn't orgasming, he was certainly getting himself excited for what would happen afterward.
He also couldn't wait to get Opal to come again. There was nothing wrong with getting her off during his games. And from how she was just a few minutes ago, he knew she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
But his mind froze for a second. He was envisioning something different than what was going on. Opal had a full-time job, and she loved it. She was passionate about it. He didn't see her stepping away from that to travel with him.
While he loved the idea of her accompanying him to travel, he didn't know if she would. That was a big life decision, and they hardly knew each other. Sure, they were destined for each other, but that didn't mean everything was suddenly going to align.
His stomach flipped. There could be a chance that they wouldn't be living the life he was imagining when this was over. There could be a chance that it didn't work out. He quickly shook his head. This wasn't good for him. He couldn't think like that because it would screw with his playing. He needed to focus.
He glanced at his cards and took a deep breath. His mind needed to focus on winning the game and nothing else. Everything else could come afterward.
After everything was said and done, he won the second game. He was eager to tell Opal that he was advancing to the final game. He found her down a hallway away from everyone else. She was flipping through her phone, and he walked straight to her.
She looked up and smiled at him. He once more pulled her into his arms and kissed her. He held her closer to his chest, never wanting to let go. Opal started to chuckle.
"Did you miss me? You weren't gone long."
He nodded his head. "Yes, I missed you."
