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Her head dropped to my shoulder, and her hips moved in jerky little circles as I took over. “Yeah, baby. Come all over my fucking hand. I want you so wet your squad knows exactly what you were doing before you walked in to practice.”

The orgasm hit her like a lightning strike, sudden and intense. Her nails dug into my skin, and she stiffened while all her little muscles pulsed around me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Cheeks flushed, lower lip trembling, beautiful and open.

I waited for the last aftershocks to fade before pulling my hand free of her shorts. She let out a tiny puff of air and nuzzled into my neck. This was the real Eva. Relaxed and vulnerable. The one I saw in glimpses here and there when she thought I wasn’t looking.

Fuck me. One and done was never going to be enough.

I held her there, curled around me as our breathing returned to normal, knowing I could never have this version of her. Not with all the secrets between us. The moment only lasted a few seconds, then the Eva I knew returned. She leaned away from me and patted my chest with a little smile.

“Thanks. I needed that.”

“Anytime,” I murmured as she climbed back to her side of the car.

Eva twisted to grab her bag from the back, face still stained pink, and I made a stupid decision—I wanted more than one. She got out of the car and walked toward the facility without looking back, leaving me reeling.

I should have left it at that. I should have buried my reaction to her and driven back to the house, but I didn’t. With her smell all over me, I had to get out of the car before I could calm my raging hard on. As soon as I could walk normally, I followed Eva into the athletic facility.

It didn’t take much to find the gym where they were practicing. I’d waited long enough after she left that they’d already finished stretching. The group was a lot bigger than I thought it’d be, spread all over the gym and separated into three person clumps. I clung to the shadows by the door and leaned against the wall looking for Eva.

After a second, I found her, standing on one leg as a big dude held her in the air with a single arm. I wasn’t the only one watching. Another girl with long dark hair braided down her back stood off to the side, scowling at Eva as she yelled something. The guy tossed her a little higher, and Eva twisted as she fell. He caught her waist, and she landed gently in front of him.

The big guy took two steps back, and Eva did some gymnastics shit into his hands. He tossed her in the air mid flip, and she spun around on his hands, coming to a stop facing the door with her arms up and a big smile on her face.

My heart pounded watching her fly through the air like that, but Eva was solid, standing on his hand like she was on the ground. The angry brunette shook her head, and Eva’s mouth tightened for a split second. I sucked in a breath as the guy under her wobbled, and Eva fell sideways.

In the half a second before the two guys caught her, I took two steps forward. I don’t know what I was thinking—there was no way I could have reached her—but my chest clenched up at the thought of her hitting the ground. She laughed and patted the shoulder of the one who’d dropped her. With a sharp smile, she headed right past the brunette to grab a bottle of water from her stuff.

Why the fuck was I here? I’d offered her an orgasm, and she’d accepted. Nothing more. I wasn’t one of her groupies—it shouldn’t matter that ten minutes with her in the car had been the hottest encounter of my life without even getting off, andshe’d thanked me as if I’d delivered a pizza. One and done. That was how she wanted it.

And Eva always got what she wanted.

Still, I’d be an asshole if I left her stranded here. I shook my head as I scooted a little farther into the shadows and found her contact on my phone.

Me: Text me when you’re done

Her gaze darted to her bag, and she squatted to pull out her phone, frowning at the message.

Princess: Don’t worry. I’ll find a ride home

Before I could respond, she tossed her phone into her bag and jogged back to her partner. Fine. I had practice anyway, but she couldn’t avoid me forever. We shared a bathroom. Besides, distracting her with orgasms was a much better plan than ignoring her and hoping she didn’t get curious.

A smile crept over my face as I walked to my car. One and done. Except I didn’t want to be done, and Eva had no idea what kind of challenge she’d thrown at my feet.

11

Several days after the incident in Gavin’s car, I climbed the steps to the hockey arena on campus with a whole shitload of trepidation and two tickets clutched in my sweaty hand. It was at least eighty degrees outside, and I was sweating through my jeans, but the heat didn’t stop me from getting in line for the free hot chocolate I was promised.

Cole had swung me two seats after my dad had cornered me with a surprise date the same night as the game. I’d known the push was coming, but I’d hoped I’d get a couple more weeks into the semester before working in Dad’s required extracurriculars.

Michael Dodson, Dad’s young protégé, had agreed to meet me here instead of the more traditional dinner my dad had arranged. He’d sent me a picture along with his number so we could coordinate, though both men had already agreed on Friday. My first reaction was absolutely not. Any guy willing to let my dad dictate the terms of a date without even contacting me was immediately off the list of candidates.

Not that I had a list of candidates. I didn’t even have a list of hookups at this point. Gavin was the first person I’d let touch me in way too long. Maybe that was part of the problem.

I hadn’t said more to Gavin than a passing hello since then. He gave me the same slow smile every time, and in my head, I heard myself brush him off after freaking out.Thanks. I needed that.Not my finest moment, but Gavin didn’t deserve my finest moments.

Somehow, during all the grinding, I’d forgotten about his history with Kayleigh. He’d lulled me into a false sense of security with his dirty mouth and “helpful” nature. I was pissed I’d given in—and I wanted his “help” again.

I loved an orgasm as much as the next girl, but it had never been like that. Intense. Powerful. Soul shattering. He didn’t even take his pants off, for fuck’s sake. I drew in a slow breath as I waited for the tingles to settle down.

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