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They were as soft as I had pictured and tasted sweeter than I’d expected. Champagne and strawberries. That’s what my girl tasted like, and it fit her perfectly.
Wrenlee shifted, pressing her body tight against mine as she sighed.
I nibbled her bottom lip, swept my tongue across her lips until she opened for me, tilting her head back to grant me access. Her kiss was slow and gentle and heady. I knew her touch would be the same. The thought of alternating long sessions of driving her slowly mad versus fucking her hard and fast against my bedroom door tore through my head and went straight to my cock.
Her sigh became a moan, and I was done.
Every movement and every noise made my heart ache. I wanted her in my bed every damn night and to wake next to her every morning.
I broke the kiss gently, my chest heaving as I cradled her head in my hands. “Come home with me. Sleep. No sex. Promise.”
“Promise?” Her dozy eyes came alight with mischief.
I kissed the tip of her nose, then gave into the need and kissed her harder. When I pulled away, she was the breathless one. “Promise. For now, anyway.” That was one I wasn’t giving away. I pushed up with Wrenlee in the circle of my arms and lowered her to the ground in a controlled drop. Then I groaned. “Fuck. Everything aches.”
“I've learned massage.” Wrenlee threaded her fingers through my hand, stroking her thumb over my fingertips.
“You have, huh?” I caught her chin in a firm but gentle grip, lifting her gaze back to meet mine.
“I opted for a chiro course as an elective. It included a quick prac session. Thought it might be useful.”
“Useful it is. Come home with me,” I murmured again, dipping my head to meet her lips, but not quite touching them, only a brush of skin-on-skin. “Please.”
Wrenlee nodded, squeezing my fingers, and led me back to her car. The parking lot was almost deserted. I wondered how long we stood there kissing, giving the security guys a show, and how long I had been out.
***
I led Wrenlee into the house I shared with the rest of the team.
Cooper had cooked and shoved two bowls my way as soon as he spotted us. “Eat.” He directed me, slapping my back a littletoo hard. “You too, Sweets,” he said in a softer tone, pushing a bowl her way.
I kicked a stool out from beneath the breakfast bar for her, though I remained standing. If I sat at this point, it was game over for the night. Which screwed with my plans because I needed Wrenlee to fall asleep on my chest, get some of that intimate action to settle the ache that grew in my chest.
I still hadn’t figured outwhyLittleton–or Blackstone–did what they thought they had to do, and that pissed me off in a bad fucking way.
Cooper prodded a bowl at me. I fixed him with a hard stare but said nothing.
“Thank you,” Wrenlee murmured. Her spoon paused halfway to her mouth. “What’s that?”
I turned around. Pinned neatly to the far wall was the head of the Littleton mascot. Someone had un-picked the thing to spread it out like a hideous trophy. I snorted. Coach didn’t have to bail anyone out after all. “Nice job.”
“Yeah, we thought so.”
“Is that who hurt you? The other team?” Wrenlee stage whispered across to me.
I nodded, the smile slipping from my face. “Yeah. Some of them. Assholes.”
“Who did it?”
Cooper raised a tentative hand and she high fived it.
I laughed, sliding my arm around her waist to pull her into me. She snuggled into my side. I ate my food one handed, showing the empty bowl to my keeper. Cooper rolled his eyes at my theatrics.
“You all done? Want a wine or a beer?” I asked into Wrenlee’s hair.
“I’m good,” she said quietly, looking up at me.
I kissed her lightly and towed her back to my room. Clicking the door closed behind her, I started to strip off. A small whimper stopped me.
