Player (A Secret Baby Sports Romance)(206)

He shrugs; “I guess I’m not big on sharing the past, even with people I like.”

“I guess this mean you either really like me or can’t stand me, huh?” I stick my tongue out at him, grinning as he laughs and wraps his strong arms around me.

“Darlin, I’d say that means I really, really like you.”

He presses his lips hotly and forcefully against my own, searing me with the heat there as he pulls me tight against his body. I moan into his kiss, and I can feel him surge beneath me, the kiss quickly turning more and more passionate and fiery. Our mouths open as our tongues tease together, and his hands slide over my body as I moan into his kiss. He’s teasing over my breasts and making my nipples harden under my tank-top as his tongue slides against mine. His hands slide lower to my legs curled in his lap and then over my knees and thighs, moving higher. I’m already soaking wet for him as his fingers push my panties to the side and slide easily through my folds. I’m moaning into his mouth and rocking into him as my hands fumble for the button of his jeans, desperate to feel him.

I slip my panties quickly down my legs and pull my sundress over my head as he shoves his jeans down his muscled thighs and yanks his shirt off. I’m kissing him passionately, tasting his tongue with mine as I straddle him and feel his cock so hard and ready, pulsing against my thigh. He stiffens as I wrap my hand around him and bring him against my wetness; “I’ve got one,” he growls, sucking at my bottom lip with his teeth; “Back in my bag, in the room-”

But I’m pulling back and shaking my head slowly, stopping his words; “Leave it.” I whisper, feeling a pulsing heat shoot through my body while his eyes smolder with lust as he understand what I’m saying.

“Quinn, I-”

“I’m clean,” I say maybe more hastily than I should have.

But he’s smiling at me as he cups my face in his hands; “So am I. I’ve actually, uh, never-”

“Me neither.” I whisper quietly, and he leans in and kisses me.

“Are you sure?”

For a second, I wonder if I am. After all, what really is this little secret fantasy we’re both living together? And where does it go after we leave this little fantasy island and have to go back to the real world, with family and work and all the reasons why this shouldn’t happen?

But again, the thought is only for a second, and of course, seconds do pass quickly.

“I just want you, Logan.” I say shyly, but with my everything behind it. I’m biting my lip and looking into those green pools; “Nothing between us, just you and me.”

He growls as he kisses me this time, and I’m whimpering into him as he pulls me into his lap. His cock presses against my wetness, and then he’s pushing inside, bare and without anything between us as I slowly slide all the way down his length until he’s completely inside of me.

“Fuck, Quinn,” He gasped into my mouth, and I can feel him throbbing inside as I slowly begin to slide up and down on his thickness.

We take our time, on that balcony. It’s slow, and it’s tender, and it’s like the gradual build of a tidal wave as we rock together in the current of one shared breath, one shared heartbeat, and two people moving as one. And the realization hits me right before I come that I’ve never done this before; because this is something new altogether.

This is making love.

And with that, the whole world shatters around me. I’m clawing at his shoulders and throwing my head back to the moonlit sky as I come crashing into him, feeling him shudder as he falls right over that cliff’s edge with me, filling me with his heat.

We stay in that position, me straddling his lap, him still inside of me, and my name dropping quietly from his lips as the stars glow above us; and in that moment, I know we’re untouchable.





27





Logan




“Logan!” She hisses, giggling and half-heartedly pushing me away as I try and slide my hand down the front of her pants. She bites her lip and rolls her eyes as my fingers find her slit, already soaking wet and heated despite her all-for-show protests; “We can’t, what about the pilots?”

I can’t quite tell if the look of genuine worry on her face that we’re going to get caught is more adorable or more just plain hot, but I decide on the latter as I slip a finger against her soft opening and watch her shiver with desire as I start to slide inside; “What about the pilots?” I murmur into her ear, loving the way she squeezes her eyes shut and lets her mouth hang open just enough to be insanely sexy without her even realizing.

“They might-” She whimpers as I push my finger deep inside and start to curl it against her sensitive spot just inside as my thumb begins to tease over her clit; “They might see us!”