"What?"
I nodded. It was the only thing that would work. I should have thought of it sooner.
"Yes. You go during the game. There's no way Charlie can expect me to be at the hospital. And if you were really here to see me you'd never miss the game."
"But I don't want to miss the game. I want to see you. It's supposed to be my first time to watch you play in person."
There was some kind of primal instinct that kicked into my chest. The same one that made me want to shield her from hurt. The same one that told me I should beat the hell out of Jake. The one that told me she felt I was as much hers as she was mine.
"Hey, this is more important."
I tipped her chin upward. I risked touching her.
"I'm sorry for what I said on the phone," she whispered.
I brushed my thumb over her bottom lip. She wore more makeup than I was used to seeing her wear.
"I was an ass too."
She kissed the pad on my thumb and sighed. "I missed you. I don't want to be mad."
"I don't think this trip is turning out to be what we thought. I'm not going to be able to stay here tonight or tomorrow. You realize that."
"What are we going to do?"
"First, call and say you need to see the kids tomorrow. Today isn't going to work."
"Ok." She pulled out her phone and I waited while she changed the arrangements at the hospital.
She laid the phone down. "That's done. They are expecting me tomorrow."
"Good. I'll head over there now and Charlie will get all the feel-good photo ops she wants-just not with you."
"That's too bad." I saw the sadness in those baby blues. "I liked it when we did that together. You were cute with the kids."
"I'll have to be cute without you." I tapped her nose. Damn, I had turned into one of those QBs-the kind who lived for kids' camps and created their own foundations. What had Lexi done to me?
"Then there's just one thing to do before I leave."
Her eyes lifted. "Please tell me it's the same thing I want."
I pulled her into my arms. Her body fell into mine, melting into me with a softness and tenderness I didn't know I desired before I met her. That was the thing about Alexa. Every time I was with her I learned there were things about me I didn't know. Places under my soul that had never been touched. Emotions I'd never even bothered with before her. But with her they were being cleaned off and used for the first time.
And that didn't cover what she did to my body. My cock had never wanted another woman like this. I was already hard as steel thinking about my next few minutes with her.
"I've had this fantasy." My fingers grazed over her breasts. Her nipples perked under my touch.
"What is it?" she asked.
"That I strip you down to nothing but those boots." I yanked the shirt over her head.
"And?" she whispered.
I unclasped her bra and tossed it on the bed. Damn, her tits were fucking incredible. I didn't want to rush through it, but I didn't have much time.
"And I lick and suck you until you come in my mouth."
She nodded. "And?" Her voice was quieter yet.
"And then I fuck you." I stared into her eyes. My fingers curled under the band of her skirt and I shoved it past her thighs. She stepped out of it.
I walked her over to the king-size bed, pushing her back on the white sheets. She looked like an angel. Like the image of purity and sweetness. The good girl I had fucked until she was dirty and wild.
"These won't go over the boots." Her fingers trailed over the lace panties. And a damn temptress. My temptress.
"I'll take care of that." With a quick snatch they were ripped on the sides and opened for me.
I ran the palm of my hand over her heat. I lifted one boot and then the other over my shoulders before I dove between her legs, kissing and sucking with fervent pleasure. I lapped between her folds. Flicked over her swollen clit. Pushed my tongue inside her sweet soaked pussy before her hips bucked, betraying her body's quick reach to climax. Fuck, she was ready for this.
The leather heels bounced on my shoulders.
"Ohh, God," she moaned, gripping at the bed, clinging for something.
But I pried wider. Pushed harder. Sucked deeper. Until she was gone. Until we were both mindless. I slowly licked over her clit watching her vibrate under my stare.
I unbuckled my belt and popped the snap on my jeans before freeing my cock.
Her hands released the sheets and I saw the sleepy look of satisfaction on her face.
I didn't let her revel in it long before I thrust inside her heated moaning pussy.
"Fuck, Alexa." She felt tighter than she ever had. It was the angle. Her legs in the air. My cock bigger than it ever was.
I pumped steadily knowing I was close to the edge. I had to pull out fast before I filled her to the brim with my cum. I drove inside her, kissing her knee just above the leather on her boot.
"Oh shit," I groaned. My belly clenched as I jerked my cock and let my release pool on her stomach.
"You don't have to do that anymore." She sat up to kiss me. "I swear I've been good about my birth control."
I kissed her roughly. "You should have told me before."
"Round two?" she teased.
I pulled my jeans up and fastened them. "No, I've got to get out of here."
"Wait." She sat up quickly, wrapping her arms around my neck. "I don't want you to go. I'm not ready. It's been two weeks. This isn't enough time."
I hung my head. There wasn't a fucking thing I could do about it. I wasn't going to dwell on it. There was no point.
"Baby, don't make this harder on yourself." I pulled her hands from my neck.
"Don't you want to stay?"
I clasped the buckle into place. "Of course I want to stay. But I have a game tomorrow. I can't stay up all night. And Charlie is on to this." I pointed between us. "This is my way of keeping our deal until the red carpet."
She pouted. And it was the prettiest damn pout I'd ever seen. God, I wanted those lips. To kiss them. To fuck them. She was killing me. I knew she'd let me come down her throat. I closed my eyes.
"I'll text you later." I tried to walk to the door, but her naked body clung to me.
"No, don't go yet. A few more minutes. Take a shower with me? At least help me clean off."
I looked at her glistening belly. I had done that.
I yanked the shirt over my head. "Ten-minute shower and then I'm out of here."
She smiled victoriously. "Wait until you see this shower."
I laughed. I think we both knew no one in this room gave a shit about what the shower looked like. Once we were in it we wouldn't even see it.
29
Alexa
The water cascaded on my shoulders. Luke lathered the green tea body wash on my back. I leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his skin and the slickness of the water between us. His hands coasted up to my nipples, pinching and twisting them with dabs of bubbles.
"Feels good," I moaned. I hope he hadn't set a timer. We were already way past his ten-minute curfew.
I knew he couldn't stay. And his intentions were good. He was trying to spare me the fall out I didn't want before we had a winning plan in place. For that I loved him. My eyes sparked and my belly flipped. Was I thinking this was love? Was it?
Had I actually fallen in love with Luke Canton? The edge of him was sharper than any blade I had been near. The man had sliced under my skin, freeing me. Yet, I wanted more. I knew that. He knew it. We had risked everything to be together. Did that define love? Was he in love with me too? My consuming crush had re-ordered everything in my life. Nothing could stop me from needing the rush he gave me. Needing the place he created where I could soar. He was my love song.
I didn't care if the song was blurry or rough. That it wasn't like everyone else's song. This was the one we wrote together.
I spun to face him.
"What?" he asked.
"I-I was just thinking." I wanted to tell him. To confess how he had inexplicably changed my life.
New lyrics popped in my head. The words that would tell the world he was mine. I thought about jumping out of the shower and jotting them down in my journal, but Luke leaned down to kiss me. The song could wait.
"I've got to get going." He reached around me to turn off the water.
"Wait." I stopped him.
I eyed him as I sank to my knees. The water soaked my hair and slid down my back. The steam billowed around me. We both liked our showers hot.
His stare became hungry and dark. I was nose-level to his rod of a shaft. I'd dreamed about this moment. Fantasized about giving him this kind of satisfaction. How he would look at me when I took him in my mouth. How he would sound. How his body would react to my control. I was going to give him the best blow job of his life. At least I was going to try to.
His hand reached for the back of my head. My lips parted. He let me take a second to taste the tip of saltiness, swirling it in my mouth. But it was only a second before his need for me, took over. He thrust between my lips with sudden intensity and I sucked hard against his cock, tilting my head to take him all in at once.