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She squeezes me, and whatever little restraint I had left snaps immediately, and my movements turn demanding, pounding into her and reveling in the sensation of her warm, inviting walls wrapping around me every time I push into her pussy. The slap of skin against skin bounces off the walls, my balls tightening with the pressure to release as I bring us closer and closer to the edge.

And when I do, Alex comes with a broken cry of, “Oh, God—!” and I am following her off that cliff immediately.

I lean down into her, our fronts pressing together as I come harder than I ever have before, white flashing across my eyes and every nerve ending electrified in response. My head spins on a swivel, our sweat slicked bodies pressed together and breaths mingling as the aftershocks of our orgasms tremble through us simultaneously.

Her hand is in my hair, though her touch is gentle, fingers threading through my hair in a soothing movement as I press a kiss to her jaw. I can feel her heart thundering against me, a lazy yet smug smile tugging at my mouth, knowing I am the reason for it.

Lifting my head, I look down at Alex, her brightened blue eyes meeting my brown. Admiring the flush in her cheeks, I brush my knuckle along one as I ask her, “You okay?”

She nods, a tired smile tugging at her own mouth. “Never been better,” she answers, making my cock stir from where it is still inside of her. Alex feels it, no doubt, judging by the way she bites down on her lower lip.

I just had her, and my body is already desperate to have her again. To feel her, taste her,experienceher all over again. My lips drag against hers as I say, “Maybe you should finish up dinner.” My mouth curves upwards in a smirk. “You’re going to need the energy for later.”

A breath shudders out of her, cheeks flushing and eyes darkening, and my own desire pulses through my veins, renewed and electrified. My teeth immediately grit when Alex gives a shift of her hips, which I feel in my cock still buried deep in her, as her nails scrape along my scalp. She tilts her chin back, so her lips press to mine as she says, “All I need is you.”

I’m already pulling her up. She doesn’t need to tell me twice.

12

ALEX

When I wake up, I know immediately I am not in my bedroom in the guest house. And I know I am not alone because as I slowly crawl out of my slumber, I become increasingly aware of the strong arm that is draped over my waist—as well as the solid warmth pressing into my back. It even smells different—it smells exactly like Leo, and my heart tumbles and skips a beat becauseI am in Leo’s room—completely naked.

I roll my bottom lip into my mouth, teeth digging into it as a stupid, silly grin threatens to sleepily break across my face as reality slowly sinks in. Under the comforter, I can feel one of Leo’s thighs between my legs, and I am pretty sure this is the first time I am waking up with the butterflies already alive and fluttering in my stomach. And the first time I am waking up to a hand greedily, possessively cupping my breast. My cheeks warm as I tug the comforter down a little to see Leo’s large hand gripping my breast, quickening my pulse as last night’s events play through my mind like a movie.

After he had taken me on the dining room table, the rest of our dinner forgotten, he carried me up to his bedroom where round two commenced—starting with me finally getting a taste of Leo in my mouth. A dull ache throbs between my legs, but it is the pleasurable kind. I haven’t had anyone as big as him before and, I swear, there had been times last night where I thought he would split me in fucking half.

I wouldn’t have minded, actually.

It had beenso good—indescribable, like I couldn’t believe sex could actually feel the way it had with him. My legs feel like jelly, and I’m not entirely sure if I will be able to walk after he made me comefourtimes last night. After he brought me to the edge multiple times when we got to his room and only let me come when he wanted to. Much to my delighted surprise, Leo was a little sadistic in bed that way, only letting me come until I was begging him with tears in my eyes. I couldn’t get enough. I never would have expected it from someone like him, whose default personality is sweet and caring.

An alarm shrilly cuts through the air, making me tense in surprise before ultimately relaxing when I feel Leo shift behind me. He groans into my neck and it pulls a smile from me, especially when he squeezes my breast in his big palm. “I could get used to waking up like this,” he mumbles sleepily into my skin, his words vibrating through me over the sound of the alarm.

“Me, too,” I say, rubbing his arm and reveling in the feel of us laying so close, barely an inch of space between us. I can feel his hardened cock against me, biting my lower lip to stop myself from rubbing up against him. Not when I know he has to get up and leave since it’s game day.

Leo presses a kiss to my neck and I feel it along with the scruff on his face. “I want you and Lilah to come to the game today,” he tells me. “Andrea’s coming, too. You guys can come with her. Security will be with her.”

For a split second, my heart seizes in my chest. The fact of the matter is, I have been to a few of the Rebels’ games since I started working for Leo—and before that, too, though that’s irrelevant. But going to a game today, the day after we had sex, feels all kinds of different. Almost as if I expect every single person in the stadium to know what we did as soon as I step foot in there.

But I know that’s a paranoid person’s anxiety. I enjoyed the games the few times I have attended, and this time shouldn’t be any different. No one knows I’m dating the tight end, and it will remain that way for as long as we need it to.

“Alright,” I say. “We’ll be there.”

“Great,” Leo says, and I can just hear the smile in his voice. “I should get ready and head out before Coach has me by the balls.” He gives my breast a teasing squeeze, trapping a gasp in my throat. Leo’s lips brush along the shell of my ear as he asks, “Wanna join me in the shower?”

I lean into him, into his solid form and warmth. “If I do that, then you’ll definitely be late.”

He kisses the curve of my cheek, and electricity explodes wherever his lips touch. I’m beginning to get the impression that physical touch is one of Leo Mackenzie’s love languages, and I am not complaining at all. “For you? I’ll take my chances.”

That’s how I end up in his shower with him, with hot water cascading down around us and steaming up the glass walls of the shower, while my back is pressed against the cool tiles because Leo insists on going down on his knees andhaving breakfast.His words ignited a fire in my cheeks, but it’s nothing compared to the liquid heat coursing through my veins as he licks through my folds, his hands gripping my hips and practically forcing me to sit on his face. Good thing he does because my legs are still weak from last night and otherwise I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to stand straight without his support.

My head tilts back, out of the spray of the shower that allows me to drop my mouth open, fingers tightly gripping his wet hair as he sucks my clit into his mouth, tongue flicking along it and driving me insane as I grind my hips on his face. I feel one of his hands let go of my hip and his fingers slide along the lips of my sex, and a cry escapes me as he uses his fingers to spread me open and dive his tongue in deep, licking me so thoroughly and reaching parts I didn’t know existed.

Right when I am on the brink of orgasm, Leo pulls back and it has a frustrated cry breaking out of me, but he doesn’t disappoint. He is standing before me immediately, bronze skin gleaming with water droplets that run down every ridge and edge of his sculpted torso and arms, a fucking God in front of me. His movements are quick, hands gripping my thighs and pulling me up, my legs and arms automatically wrapping around him, and a gasp ripping through me when he slams into me to the hilt.

I cling onto him desperately, greedily, as Leo fucks me against the wall, feeling every ridge and vein of his cock deep in my pussy that is still a little sensitive from last night, but I would never say no to this. We are so tightly pressed together, not an inch of space between us, as his hips piston into me, hitting that spot that has me seeing stars behind closed lids every time his cock comes into contact with it. He keeps us both up, never slowing down, an athlete in every way as my cries get lost in the shower, everything but him lost to me.

Leo is right. I could definitely get used to waking up like this.

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