Page 31 of Slapshot Summer
He pulled her hands from his shoulders and kissed her palms before laying them on either side of her head.Threading his fingers with hers, he took her mouth in a kiss that started slow and sultry and decadent.She was all succulence and heat and sweetness he couldn’t get enough of.The kiss flared white-hot, and she was right there with him, kissing him back with fervor, her back arching to meet him, her leg sliding up his thigh at the same time her tongue slid into his mouth and took over.And God, he loved it.
Without breaking the kiss, she nudged him to switch places until she was back on top, straddling his thighs, trapping his engorged cock under her ass.She ended the kiss and pulled herself upright, fingertips resting on his biceps, leaving her front completely exposed to his view.And fuck, what a view it was.Her hair was a sex-tousled mess brushing her shoulders, and her chest rose and fell in uneven heaves, making her tits sway enticingly with each excited breath.His dick showed its appreciation by turning painfully hard beneath her butt, steelier than it had been the last time and aching to slide inside her again.
“What do you need from me, baby?”he panted.
She answered him by leaning down and presenting him with a rosy nipple, turgid from his prior attention.“Suck me, Josh.Hard.I want to feel it all the way down to my toes.”
She didn’t have to ask twice.
“Wehavetoeatsometime,” Lexi pointed out logically.They’d just finished round two and were sprawled on a lounger on her lanai, sated and naked under a beach towel she’d pulled from the closet—one Josh playfully inched down her chest and she kept pulling back up.They weren’t exactly on display, but the covered lanai had a metal railing that did little to hide them from voyeuristic guests.She reclined between his bent knees, her back to his front.Besides the towel escapades, he’d kept his hands busy tracing the freckles on her shoulders and fiddling with her hair ever since they’d fitted themselves together out here.Her head was turned, and she was looking at him expectantly.
He grinned at her.“Are you trying to tell me you’re hungry?”
She laughed.“Are you trying to tell me you’re not?I thought athletes needed ten thousand calories a day, and with that workout, I’m guessing you might need twenty.”
“Not quite ten thousand, but you make a good point.”After getting his fill of her—for now—his hollow stomach rumbled with a famished groan, reminding him how he’d neglected it.And let’s face it.Eating was necessary for his ulterior motives.He needed fuel in order to carry out every single plan his dirty mind was dreaming up for his luscious Lexi.
Wait.Myluscious Lexi?Where the hell didthatcome from?
Was it possible to fall in love with someone after spending one evening with them and sleeping with them twice—with all kinds of hot fun in between those two times?He’d heard about shit like this from a few of his teammates, but he had never really believed it was possible.They all reported some variation of “The moment I saw her, I knew she was the one for me” without a hint of sheepishness.In fact, they’d seemed ridiculously over-the-moon elated.Now he had a little window on what itmightfeel like—not that he was catching feelings for Lexi.No, he certainly wasn’t.He was merely chasing the desire to satiate his lust with the most alluring woman he’d encountered in a long time, pure and simple.
“There’s always room service,” the alluring woman hewasn’tfalling for suggested.
“Yeah, but one of us has to call, which means we have to get up.Unless you want to slide out from under the towel and put on a show for me before you go inside and order.”
“Hmm.I’d be putting on a show for the rest of the hotel too.”Her eyebrows bounced.
Jealousy dug a spike into his chest.Mine.“No, I’d prefer you restrict your shows to only me.”
She answered with a knowing smirk.
“Speaking of the rest of the hotel, I need to get something off my chest.”
She sat up abruptly, her eyes round as she held the towel to her neck.
He tugged her back down with a mild chuckle.“I didn’t mean gettingyouoff my chest.”
“Whatdidyou mean?”
Tension made her body more rigid against his, and he smoothed the back of his hand against her cheek, coaxing her to ease.“It has to do with Neil.I know you were into him and—”
“I’m not,” she protested.“Not anymore.”A pretty blush colored her cheeks.
“Well, that’s good to hear because while we’re together, I want it to be just us.I don’t share,” he growled.
Where the fuck had this possessive side of him come from?Out of nowhere, apparently.He just kept surprising the hell out of himself with the shit erupting from his mouth.Except he meant it; Neil was a tool.But truth was, this wasn’t only about Neil.The thought of Lexi burning up the sheets with anyone else caused spiky unease to jab Josh’s insides.
She settled back against him, spreading the towel over them.“I’m fine with that.”
His shoulders relaxed.“I, uh, saw an article online written by you.The picture next to it had some chick in skimpy lingerie.”He cringed as soon as the words were out.Now she’d know he’d been cyber-stalking her.Why else would he be reading bride rags?
To his relief, she barked a laugh.“And I’m betting you don’t have a clue what was in the article.Your focus was all on the ‘chick in skimpy lingerie.’”
“What can I say?She looked a lot like you.”
Cocking her head, she looked up at him.“Did you like what she was wearing?”
Was she kidding?“Hell yeah.”
