All In_ Paying to Play(30)

"Go ahead and say it, Addy. I'm surprised it's taken you this long."

"Say what?" she asks.

"That last night was a mistake. That you regret it. Either. Both."

"It wasn't a mistake, but I'm probably going to regret it," she says, making the muscles in my shoulders tighten in fury.

"Fucking knew it," I mutter, unscrewing the lid of one of the glass bottles and pouring it down my throat. It doesn't matter what it is. I'm so numb I can't even taste it.

"I don't want to regret it, but it's not like you have the best track record when it comes to women."

"Women," I scoff. "You mean the nameless, faceless sluts who fuck me because of my NFL contract?"

"You don't have to fuck them."

"You're right. I don't," I agree when I finally turn around to face her. My stomach almost heaves at the sight. So damn beautiful and classy. So out of my league that I bark out a laugh at how stupid I am for wanting her, knowing she deserves so much more than an insensitive jerk like me. "But when the option is go home alone or get between a woman's legs and out of my head for a few hours, it's an easy choice to make."

"Is that all I am? Is that what you're using me for, because I'm convenient?" she asks, and I swear her chin trembled, making me feel even worse. Is that's what she thinks? That I'm just horny and she happens to be here? Fuck, I guess that's all she would see this as.

"You're not convenient and you sure as fuck aren't easy," I tell her as I move forward, backing her up to the kitchen island until she can't go any further and my body's flush against hers, my lips hovering inches from hers as I hold her golden gaze. "You're the biggest pain in the ass, frustrating woman I've ever met! If you're not bitching at me, making me feel like shit, you're putting me on a goddamn guilt trip. But last week, when you were gone, I actually missed you for some stupid reason."

"Yeah, well, you're a jackass," she counters, lowering her eyes to where both her palms sneak their way up underneath my shirt. That's all it takes for my cock to go long following her forward pass.

After she pushes my shirt over my head and off, my lips crash down on hers. Feeling my hard shaft protruding against her stomach through my denim she gasps, giving my tongue the perfect opening to slip into her mouth. My hands get busy undoing her pants and pushing them and her panties down her thighs while she grips my shoulders. When my palm rubs higher along the slit of her pussy she moans before I even slip inside of her.

"God, you're so fucking tight," I groan against her lips when her walls clinch around my fingers.

"I want you inside me. Now," she replies, and while we usually argue over everything right now my cock couldn't agree with her more. I lift her up by her waist, sitting her bare ass on top of the counter so I can finish undressing her. I yank her clothes down her legs after I peel her shoes off. Pulling the condom out of my wallet I quickly unzip my pants and roll it down my shaft. When I step forward between her thighs she wraps her legs around my waist to yank me closer to her scorching hot center. That's when I realize my unfortunate oversight. I've never once seen her completely topless.

Her shirt is off the next second and once her bra is undone it goes flying across the room. I line up my cock, and as soon as I sink in deep, I push Addy until her back is laying on the counter, giving me access to cover her nipple with my mouth while my hips start pounding.

"Oh God!" she cries out, writhing underneath me.

"The name’s Jake, baby, but as long as your pussy keeps squeezing my cock, you can call me any fucking thing you want."

"Stop talking. Fuck me harder," she responds, making me chuckle against her beaded nipple.

I smack both palms flat down on either side of her head before plunging into her forcefully until I can't go any farther. "Is that hard enough?" I ask when she closes her eyes and groans. Following her answer of yes I lean down and kiss her parted lips. I've never really cared about kissing a woman during sex, but I want my mouth on Addy, caressing her tongue with mine while swallowing her cries as I take her.

"Are you drunk?" she asks against my lips.

"I was worried," I respond before shutting her up with my tongue down her throat again. Of course that's not the end of her bitching. She pushes me away with her palms against my chest.

"You shouldn't...use alcohol...as a coping mechanism."

If we're having a conversation then I'm obviously not doing something right. I raise up and flip Addy over so that she's face down on the counter before thrusting in deep from behind. Holding her hips I take her hard and fast so the only thing that comes out of her mouth is Oh! and Yes! when she gets off. She feels too damn good for me to keep going, so I give it up with a curse, coming so hard I see spots in my vision.