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Russell’s expression was blank, then he broke out into a smile and clapped me on the back. “You just might come somewhere in the stratosphere of deserving her one day.”

“I doubt it, but I’ll never stop trying.”

7

RORY

Flying in a chartered jet was different from the private planes the team used for away games. I wasn’t certain about how small it was, but Gage didn’t seem worried. And it was awesome to be able to travel back to New York with him.

“Are you nervous, nerd?” he asked, his hand sliding down to my thigh and squeezing gently.

“We’re in public,” I hissed, pushing his hand away.

“That’s a stretch.” He laughed and shook his head. “We’re on a private plane. Just the two of us.”

“Plus the pilots. And the flight attendants. Especially the pretty blonde who I swear winked at you.”

The grin broadened on his handsome face. “Is that jealousy I hear?”

“What? No. Maybe.” I sighed, leaning back into the plush seat, way better than any plane seat I’d ever been in. Even the one I’d flown here on.

His palm slid down the front of my leggings, his fingers brushing over my clothed mound. “You know you’re mine, right?”

I let out a small breath, focusing on his fingers as they crept away from the spot that ached for his touch.

He unbuckled his seat belt with one hand and slid from the seat until he kneeled in front of me with a wicked smile.

“What are you doing?” I managed to gulp.

“Showing you how much you’re mine,” he growled, pulling down my leggings until they were at my ankles.

“Gage,” I gasped, looking behind me for one of the flight attendants to come rushing forward and reprimand us.

He laughed, the sound vibrating against my thighs. When I looked back down, he peppered kisses along my sensitive skin.

“It might only be chartered, but this is a private plane for now, baby. They’re not coming unless I call for them. Which I’m sure as fuck not gonna do when I have you spread out for me.”

“Gage, what are you—” Before I could finish my sentence, his mouth was on my mound, pushing aside the thin swatch of fabric from my thong with his tongue.

“Gage,” I whispered, my hands gripped around the armrests on either side of me.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby,” he murmured into my folds. “Keep quiet so I’m the only one who hears you. Don’t want to share even the sound of your pretty voice as you pant my name.”

The way his heated stare met mine as he slid a finger through my wetness had me forgetting what I was worried about. I moaned, leaning farther into the seat. He murmured his appreciation into my folds, his mouth suctioning onto my clit as he inched his finger inside me.

He wasn’t even in that far, but the sensation of being filled by his thick digit already had me close to the edge. I gasped for air, my hands flying from the armrest to his dark hair, fisting it between my fingers.

He moaned into my core, slowly adding another finger as he sucked harder on my clit.

My whole body vibrated as my orgasm ripped through me. I rocked hard against his face, riding out my climax as he licked up every last drop.

“Gage, that was…” I tried to catch my breath as I gasped for words, struggling to come up with the right words to explain what I’d just experienced. For the very first time. “Wow.”

“I’m not done with you yet,” he replied, wiping my essence from his chin.

Before I could react, my seat belt was undone, and he pulled me toward him, tasting my own saltiness on his tongue as he kissed me deeply.

This was what I had been missing all these years. No one was as passionate as Gage about football, gaming…or me.

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