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Cam murmurs little praises into my neck, and it’s nearly impossible to concentrate.
“I’m actually designing it myself, but Mead & Brandt will manage the build. They work in sustainable architecture.”
“Wow, that’s impressive. You must stay busy.”
“It’s not too bad. Still got to play a lotta golf last summer, and I flew to New York to visit some friends.”
“How was that?”
Cam flexes inside me, and I swallow.
Sully continues, “Traveling solo feels strange, especially after being with the team for so long. Might have to start taking Barrett with me once he’s done. I need a travel buddy.”
I fake an amused laugh. “Ha! Yeah. Well, I’m sure there’s a line of women that would want to.”That’s worse than the tree thing.
His breath is on my neck. “You’re doing so well, keep going.” He adds pressure and rubs a little faster. I clear my throat. “You keep pulsing on me like that, I’m gonna come early.”
“Yeah, not so much luck with women,” Sully answers.
I dig my nails into his thighs as hard as I can.
Cam’s voice is in my ear again. “You think you can hurt me? Joke’s on you, sweetheart. I’m into that shit. Come on, break the skin. Make me bleed.”
“How... where, uh, wh-where would you like to travel?”
Sully looks at me with a grimace. “Are you okay?”
Cam feigns concern. “Yeah, Jordan, are you okay?” He slaps my clit.
“Fine!” I say way too loud.Shit.“I’m fine. Lost my train of thought for a second,” I say between nervous laughter. “Probably had too many of these.” I lift the glass. Noticing my hand trembling, I set it down. It feels like a bomb is about to go off inside me.
“I guess I’d like to spend some time in Greece someday.”
My cheeks burn, and I do everything I can to calm my voice. “It’s beautiful there. My family has a place in Santorini, I highly recommend it. May is gorgeous.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. Do you do a lot of traveling?”
Cam leans forward. “That’s enough, cut him off.”
Oh, now I’m talkingtoomuch? God, Camden! Make up your mind.
“Not anymore.”
“Jordan . . .” Cam urges.
I squirm in his lap, and look at the TVs, thanking higher powers when the ref makes a bad call. “That ref was an idiot.” I point up.
The rest of the table joins in, taking over the penalty conversation when his hot breath is at my neck again. “Ready to come?”
“I don’t want to do it here, what if it goes?—”
He sits up, adjusting, somehow pushing even deeper while he works my clit with his hand. “Almost there, aren’t you? Does this turn you on? Knowing you’re shoulder to shoulder with a table full of hockey players and about to come all over their captain’s cock? They might find out. You’re getting wetter just thinking about it. You’ve drenched me, Jordan.”
“Yes.”
“You wanted to try something new. So, how is it?”
“I’m not...”What am I trying to say?“... pleased.”Words are hard.
