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As I turn back towards the table, Rhys drops into the seat next to me.
“Morning, love.”
“Morning.” I say, throwing him a quick look out of the corner of my eye.
“How’d you sleep?”
Not well.
He’d left me hot and bothered and no amount of touching myself had made that particular ache go away.
“Never better.” I say, lying through my teeth. “You?”
“Not great,” he laments, “I kept dreaming of your hot mouth and your sweet pussy and thinking I shouldn’t have left before I tried out your ass too. Based on the way you strangled my finger, I think it’ll be just as tight as your other two holes.”
I slap my hand over his mouth and look around me furtively, checking to see if anyone around us heard him.
Thankfully, it looks like everyone else was busy with their own stuff and didn’t pay attention to us. I turn back towards him and see his eyes shining at me above my hand.
“Don’t say that stuff in public.”
“You’re right,” he hums, “I don’t what anyone to hear. That’s just for the two of us.”
Even though I’m the one who chastised him, I’m not surprised that, once again, he chooses to be cautious of anyone finding out about us.
I look at him, the way he’s casually and almost arrogantly laid back against the chair with his legs spread in a dominant position.
I’m so attracted to this man, even the way he sits is starting to distract me.
“Are you sore?” He whispers.
“A bit.”
His tongue clicks against the roof of his mouth in a disappointed sound. “I wasn’t rough enough then.”
“You want me to be sore?”
He leans in slowly, his abs curling as he sits up and whispers inches from my face. “I don’t want you to be able to walk for days.” He smirks as our eyes meet. “It’s harder to do when I can’t fuck you through your orgasms,” he deplores, “You ready to say my name yet?”
“Nope.”
Ownership and frustration simmer in his gaze as he watches me.
“Pity.”
“Are you ready for the game tonight?” I ask him, abruptly changing the subject.
He nods, throwing me an indecipherable look. “Yeah, it’s going to be a fun one.”
“You think you’re going to win?”
“I always win.” He replies cockily, an easy smile stretching across his face.
“So arrogant.” I point out with an eye roll.
“You like that about me.”
“I do.” I admit.
