AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“No? It’s okay. I can see it, and I’ll tell you that your asshole is gaping at me. It’ll never be the same. Not after I’m done with you.”
“Pretty words,” I manage. My fingers work at the ties. In this position, I can reach. And I undo one just as he lunges. I roll to the side and grab at the other tie—he used his actual ties—and work at the slip knot. I get it off and jump up.
We collide, and he flattens me chest-first into the window. He kicks my legs open wider and thrusts back into me, taking my ass with renewed vigor. His hands are everywhere, and his grip is so bruising. It’s all I can do to hold myself up, my chest and face smashed to the glass, my palms pressing on it with no success. He touches my breasts, my belly, my thighs. His grip on my hips is killer.
“Everyone looking up can see what a slut you are.”
He skims my back and fists my hair, forcing me to crank my head back. His lips crash into mine from the side. The kiss is sloppy and wet, and I groan into his mouth. Our tongues fight, teeth clicking together. He bites my lower lip and draws blood, and I bite him right back.
“Fuck.” His other hand leaves my hip and touches my clit.
Finally.
I let out a huff through my nose, and he smiles. He sucks my tongue into his mouth and thrums my clit. He moves faster, taking longer, harder strokes, until he stops.
Until my orgasm hits me like a sucker punch, and I scream for the whole hotel to hear.
Until he comes inside me like that.
I sag forward, resting my forehead on the cool glass. “So much for waking up to sweet morning sex.”
He chuckles. “Sometimes the animal way is better.” He kisses my neck. “Especially before a game.”
I straighten when he pulls out of me, and it takes a minute for my legs to remember how to work. Every muscle in my body aches.
“And after the game?”
He shrugs, but there’s a glint to his gaze. “We’ll see.”
Damn.
Okay.
34
JACOB
We show up to brunch a little late.
Melody is blushing by the time we find my friends seated at a round table. We agreed in our group chat that we wouldn’t wear any team colors or logos this morning, and I find that everyone actually agreed to it.
I introduce Melody around, although they all know who she is. It’s more for her benefit. Steele and Aspen, Miles and Willow, Greyson and Violet. Knox.
She nods and smiles, then takes a seat between me and Aspen. I think of all of them, Aspen and her definitely never met. So the weirdness level is down a few notches.
“Ready?” I ask Knox.
He grins. “Obviously.”
“You need to be at the top of your game.”
“I am. Are you?” His gaze bounces between me and Melody. “You’re not too distracted?”
I scoff. “Wishful thinking, dude. She wakes me up.”
Melody’s hand touches my thigh, and I lace my fingers with hers automatically. She’s in discussion with Aspen about something. Music, I think.
We order. Steele and Greyson are arguing about their teams’ chances. There’s a rumor that Steele’s coach is stepping down, although no formal announcement has been made.
