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Cosplay girls were so fucking hot. One of my ultimate weaknesses.

“Please don’t tell me you also read comics. Then you’d be the complete nerd girl package.”

She cringed.

“Oh my God, Lily, you’re killing me!”

She smiled. “I’m surprised that for being a jock, you like such nerdy things.”

I laughed. “Yeah, the boys give me shit for it, but being a nerd and being good at hockey aren’t mutually exclusive. I can contain multitudes.”

She chuckled and kissed my chest. I played with her hair while we basked in the afterglow of post-sex. Her lips traveled down my chest until she kissed each of my ribs. My dick lifted in interest, ready for round two already.

“What you doing down there, princess?”

She kissed my hip bone and gave me a sultry look. “Giving my warrior what he needs.”

And then she took my cock in her mouth, and it was game over for me. She had finished me.

If I had time for a relationship, I’d seriously think about how I could keep her forever. Because Lily Mathews was, without a doubt, my ultimate dream girl. Smart, kind, kicked my ass in video games, and sucked my cock like nobody else.

Why did my life have to be so complicated?

But I stopped thinking about all that when I was fucking her face and coming down her throat.

Chapter Twenty

LILY

This bed was so comfortable, but I should leave.

Last night, Logan made good on his promise of taking care of me all night. My legs felt like jelly by the time we called it quits after taking a shower together. Where he fucked me against the tile wall. He had to hike me up against it due to our size difference, but it was so hot. He might be a complete nerd, but his athletic stamina made for interesting sex.

I should get up and go get Rosie, but Logan’s muscular arm was wrapped tight around me protectively, and I didn’t want to leave the warmth of his embrace.

“Princess,” he growled into my ear, startling me. “You better stop.”

“What?”

He held my hip down with his big hand. “Stop rubbing up against my morning wood.”

I didn’t know I was doing that. “Oh. Sorry.”

He pressed a kiss on my neck. His hand danced across my skin, edging closer to my center. “You’re not sorry,” That growly tone had returned to his voice, and I shivered at it.

I wanted to buck against him again. That deep growling voice of his turned me on. Last night was amazing. He hadn’t even blinked when I slipped up and called him my warrior, pretending like he was his character in Dragonspire. Instead, he called me his wood elf princess and went with it.

That had surprised me. I tried once, ONCE, to get Seth to role-play with me, but he wasn’t interested. The most he would do was push my face into the mattress and fuck me from behind. But I didn’t love doggy style; I loved being face-to-face with the person I was having sex with. He never got what I wanted.

But last night, Logan did. He took me like he was wild, like if he didn’t fuck me as deep and rough as possible, he wouldn’t be able to come. When he finally came, it was the hottest thing I ever saw.

“You’re bad news for me,” Logan whispered in my ear.

I wanted to ask what he meant, or why he wasn’t touching me yet, but then his alarm blared on the bedside table, and he pulled away from me.

I snuggled down into the bed, trying to get back the warmth that his big body had provided me. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“I gotta get to morning skate,” he told me.