Page 60 of Love You Never


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Like the tumblers of a safe finally clicking into place.

I could stare at her for hours, getting lost in her fathomless, blue-gray depths. They’ve always had the uncanny ability to see too much.

I clear my throat and force my thoughts back to the conversation at hand. “We both know I was never good enough to play professionally.”

Her expression turns thoughtful. “Want to know what I think?”

Only wanting to lighten the mood, I say, “That feels more like a rhetorical question. I’m pretty sure you’re going to tell me regardless of my answer.”

Her eyes narrow as a huff escapes from her.

She really is fucking adorable.

Especially with the way her disheveled hair tumbles around her face and naked shoulders. She has so much of it. I used to fantasize about winding it around my hands while sinking deep inside her body.

“I think it was easier to tell yourself that the future was already set in stone rather than take a chance on something you actually wanted only to end up falling short.”

My heart hitches for one painful beat before thrashing against my chest.

When I remain silent, she murmurs, “Am I wrong?”

I expel the air slowly from my lungs. “No.”

She tilts her head and studies me in a way that strips me bare. “It’s never too late to go after what you want.”

Our gazes cling and part of me wonders if we’re still talking about hockey.

Or something else entirely.

My hands slip under her arms before dragging her on top of me so that her lips hover inches above my own. She feels so damn good stretched out across my length. Her hair tumbles around her face in soft waves, shielding us from the world beyond the four walls of her bedroom. No longer am I thinking about the reasons we aren’t supposed to be together.

In this moment, they don’t matter.

Nothing matters except for Carina.

One hand snakes down her backside before cupping a taut cheek, squeezing the firm flesh until my fingers sink into the muscle. The other tangles in her hair, dragging her head closer until my lips can settle over hers. I flex my hips so that my thick erection can slide against the V between her thighs.

When a whimper of need escapes from her, I swallow down the sound.

Her legs widen to cradle me. The only thing standing in my way of slipping inside the welcoming heat of her body is a thin layer of cotton. It’s tempting to free my erection so I can do exactly that.

I’m so damn hungry for her.

Famished really.

“I want you to fuck me. Haven’t we waited long enough?”

A tortured groan escapes from my lips, knowing that it won’t take much for my self-control to crumble because she’s right. We’ve waited so damn long. As much as I want to draw this out, I can’t do it any longer.

“Do you want my cock, baby?”

“You know I do. I’ve made that perfectly clear.”

“Then show me. Show me exactly how much you want me. Grind that sweet little pussy against me. I want you to drench my boxers with your cream.”

Before the last word escapes from my mouth, she flexes her hips. The pleasure that reverberates throughout my body is enough to make my eyes cross.

The way she dry humps me is so damn good.

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