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I thrust into her from behind, reaching around her hip and dipping my hand between her thighs.
“Ohmigod,” she groaned as I rubbed her clit while pumping into her. “Cross, that feels so good.”
Primal pride swarmed my chest, and I pumped into her harder, faster, working her back up until she was breathless, until she gripped the desk and pushed back into me every time I sank into her.
My muscles clenched as she drenched my cock, her walls fluttering around me as her pleasure rippled along her body.
“Cross,” she moaned as she came, clenching around me so good I lost myself and came with her.
I draped myself over her back, breathing heavily as we crashed down.
But I so wasn’t fucking done yet.
Gently, I pulled out, turning her around to face me. Her eyes were wide and lust-hazed, but hope shaped her features as I pulled her toward the couch.
“We’re just getting started,” I said through ragged breaths.
CHAPTER 21
Aspen
Iawoke suddenly, the events of the night before crashing over me as I realized where I was.
Crossland’s chest was my pillow, and the leather couch in his office in the club he owned worked as a bed.
I had no idea what time it was, and now that I wasn't lust-starved and needy, Icringed.
Seeing Crossland last night had flipped some internal switch inside me, reducing me to the baser instincts of need, wanting to use our bodies to work things out instead of our words.
But that's not how life worked, and even though I was laying against him now, I didn't know where we stood.
Had last night simply been triggered by a sense of territory claiming because some other guy hit on me? Had it been our last time together as some sort of closure? Breakup sex?
I didn't know.
And I chided myself for not even bothering to ask before I had fallen into him.
Sex had always been easy between us. Mind-blowing and electric, but easy.
Words were harder.
But I couldn't hide behind the struggle anymore.
I shifted against him hard enough to wake him up.
His eyes blinked open, and he stretched beneath me, an easy smile shaping his lips.
“What the hell are we doing?” I blurted out the words, unable to soften them.
Crossland blinked a few more times and then sat up, dragging me with him.
“Bangor, Maine,” he said.
I furrowed my brow. “What?”
“I hear it's the best small town in America, and it also happens to be where I own my second NHL franchise.”
Shock radiated through me.
