Hawk slapped my ass and I bucked as it skyrocketed like a rocket from my core, squeezing his cock like a vice.
“Fuck, baby. Fuck,” he growled, slamming into me again.
“You’re so nice and sweet,” I panted. “So nice.”
He rammed his shaft so far inside I screamed his name. My arms tried to reach for something, but they were glued to my back. My tits hardened and little electric shocks ran between my legs.
“A good guy,” I breathed.
He reared back, smacking me at the same time he thrust his cock, hilting himself in me. But now I knew the rhythm. I knew the power we had found in each other’s bodies. I harnessed it. I reveled in it. I fucking soaked in every drop of the intensity.
Hawk kissed my back and his tongue ran along my shoulder blades. I sighed, feeling another orgasm build inside me.
His hand reached underneath me, plucking at my clit while I bounced and rode the firestorm of heat.
He kicked my knees farther apart and I thought I would fall to the bed, but he steadied me with one hand.
“I’m going to fuck you deeper than I’ve ever been. Over and over. I promise you that.”
I saw stars dance across my vision. I was so close to exploding. All I needed was a gentle push. A tiny wave in the general direction. I bucked my hips up and down, begging him to push me over the edge.
He roared as he slid into me with a slow steady stroke that bound us together tighter than the scarf ever could. His hand traveled over my back, dipping to my breasts, then to my mouth. I instantly sucked his fingers and then I crumbled. My body fell in around itself. I didn’t know where I ended and where he began. My whole life, my whole existence seemed centered around this one moment. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t move. My body convulsed around his cock as he slid in and out of me, squeezing him tighter and tighter with each contraction.
I didn’t know if this was ever going to end.
I didn’t know if I ever wanted it to.
And then I felt Hawk flex and seize behind me. “Oh fuck, baby. Fuck.” He gripped my ass roughly as he pounded into me and unleashed his release inside me. He shook and vibrated, emptying his seed deep in my walls.
My eyes closed as I felt his lips cover mine gently. After being royally fucked exactly how I wanted, it was the most tender and sexiest kiss he could give me.
He rolled off of me.
“You ok?”
He moved to untie my wrists.
I grinned. “Perfect.”
He dropped the scarf on the floor and pulled me to him. I nuzzled into the warmth of his solid chest.
“I knew you were a nice guy,” I whispered.
He laughed. “Give me a minute, baby, before round two.”
I rolled on my side to face him. I traced the line of his jaw. My eyes lifted to his. “I loved it.” I kissed his full lips. “Just know that.”
He brushed my hair off my shoulder and kissed me lightly where his teeth had once bitten me. “I did too.”
“I’ve never let someone do that before. I didn’t know I’d like it.” I drew a circle over his heart. I could feel the erratic rhythm over the heat of his skin.
“But you did?”
I nodded. “Is there more?”
His eyebrows arched. “More?”
“I want to know all your good boy ways.” I reached between us, taking his cock in my hand.
He hissed with pleasure. “Fuck.”
He reached for the covers, pulling them over us. “You’re not backing out of this.”
“Never,” I whispered.
“Good. Neither am I.”
23
Kane
We lined up on the field just like every other time before now.
Except this time, I had people in the stands and not just fans, but people I actually cared about seeing me play my best.
If I turned my head to the left, I could see Hunter sitting in my box with Julie. Pops was up there too.
I didn’t, though.
I didn’t want these fuckers across from me on the field to know I gave a damn what anyone thought because they would use that shit against me in every way possible.
I called for the snap and Jordan spiked the ball straight into my hands. I counted one second, two, and then I looked out into the sea of bodies for a free man. I spotted Donnie across the field. He was there waiting for me right where he was supposed to be. I pulled back my arm and let the ball sail.
He caught it effortlessly, turning and tucking it under his arm before he was sacked at the forty-three-yard line. The team rushed forward, huddling quickly to hear the next play, and then lining up again so we didn’t waste too much time on the clock.
The next play we ran was like the first, except where I passed the ball to Donnie the last time, this time I pitched it off to Joe and then ran along the side line with Aaron, making sure Joe got the three yards we needed for the first down.