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"Revisionist history," I protest. "I offered to fire you so you would go out with me."
"You really thought that would work?"
"I hoped it wouldn't," I admit as she cycles through the tracks before picking her favorite. "But I wouldn't have blamed you for wanting an out. I know I'm difficult to work with."
"Yeah, about that," she says. "What happened with your previous publicists?"
"We didn't see eye to eye on my image. I'm not interested in being the NHL's next big thing. I don't give a shit about endorsements or being seen with therightpeople or at the right parties." I shrug. "I happen to like who I am. If that's not enough for anyone, fuck it."
"I'm glad you feel that way," she says with a relieved smile. "Because I have a few ideas."
"Yeah? Like what?"
"Nu-uh, not until our meeting on Tuesday. I'm busy kicking your ass right now," she says.
I glance at the TV.
"Son of a bitch," I growl when I see my little guy still sitting on the starting line. Everyone else is halfway around the track. "You cheating little minx."
Camila squeals with laughter when I reach over and pluck her controller out of her hand before tossing it over the back of the couch out of her reach. I expect her to jump up and run after it, but she launches herself across the couch at me instead. Our bowl of popcorn tumbles into the floor as her hands close around my controller.
I give it up and grab her around the waist, pulling her onto my lap.
She's laughing so hard her tits shake.
As soon as I have a grip on her, I tumble her over onto her back, coming down over her. The laughter dies in her throat as our eyes connect.
"You're going to pay for that,querida."
"Oh, yeah?" she whispers, dropping the controller to loop her arms around my neck. "Because you've been saying the same thing for days now, Larsen. I'm beginning to think you're all talk and no acti–"
I lunge, crashing my mouth down on hers to kiss her senseless. It's hard and deep, full of the heat that's been surging through my veins all day. I want her naked and riding my cock more than I've ever wanted anything. I need to feel her all over me before I lose my mind. But I can't move too fast and mess this up now. My life literally depends on it. Because losing her brightness in my life would kill me.
"Gray," she moans, writhing beneath me and rubbing that sweet little cunt all over me. She's so turned on, she's mindlessly chasing the pleasure. And good God, I've never seen anythingsexier than her sprawled out beneath me with her golden-brown skin flushed and her lips parted.
Stopping her feels like a deadly sin. No part of me wants to do it. I want to keep going, strip her bare, get lost in her, and not come up for air until she's as gone as I am. But will doing it get her where I want her or will it push her right out of my arms?
This thing between us is moving at the speed of light, but it feels right to me. Does it feel the same way to her? God, I hope so.
"What do you want, angel?" I ask against her lips, rocking my hips into hers so my dick bumps against her clit. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No," she moans, locking her legs around me like she can physically keep me from leaving her unfulfilled this time. "Don't stop, Gray. Please. I need you."
She needs me.
She needs me, and I'm powerless to resist her. My willpower shreds like paper. Any chance I had of telling her no vanishes in a puff of chalk dust.
Chapter Six
Camila
"Hold on," Gray saysagainst my lips, wrapping his arms around me. Before my mind can catch up with the moment, he stands upright in one fluid move, taking me with him. And damn if that doesn't make me even hotter for him.
There's something beautiful about the way he moves. Even on dry ground, he's graceful. It shouldn't be possible for someone as brawny as him to move the way he does, but he reminds me of a dancer. He's confident and powerful, every muscle in his body working together with ease to propel him forward.
He's so damn strong. I don't think there is anyone else in the world quite like him.
I lied when I told him I was falling for him. I've already tumbled headfirst into love with this incredible man. I think I knew it before I ever saw him today. But spending the day with him sealed the deal. He is everything I would have asked for in a man if I'd thought to ask. I don't care if he's an athlete. I don't care that he's my client. All I care about is the way he makes me feel.
