Page 25 of Stumped

He moans, rocking into my hand. “Itisfor you. I heard your laugh before I saw you. Got so hard at the sound, thought I was losing my mind.”

“I do have that effect on people.”

He stares into my eyes and says, “Don’t fuck Florian.”

“You don’t get to tell me who I can and can’t fuck.”

“Pleasedon’t fuck Florian.”

It’s the fuckingpleasethat does it. “Why not?”

“Because I might kill him if you do.”

“So dramatic,” I mutter and move around him, but he steps in my way. “What?”

“Remember what I said that night? I can’t share you. It’s hard enough watching you flirt with him, but knowing you’d take all that off for him kills me.”

“I’m allowed to fuck whoever I want, Elias. Like you are.”

“I only want to fuck you,” he says so earnestly I’m taken aback. “I’ve spent this past week in physiotherapy and the rest of the time fucking my hand thinking about you.”

“Physiotherapy?”

“I play for the Renegades.”

My eyes widen in shock, then confusion. “The night we met, I was hating on cricket and you didn’t say anything.”

“I liked that you didn’t know or care who I was. You liked me for…me.”

“I liked you for your dick, Elias.”

When he smiles, it’s dangerous. “You’re a terrible liar, peaches. My dick liked you too, but we both know that night was about so much more than sex.”

“Do we?” I tilt my head to the side as our bodies gravitate closer.

He hums and cups my jaw. “If you need a refresher, call me.”

“Didn’t save your number.”

“I’m sure Florian can give it to you once you tell him you’re not interested.”

Truth is, Ididsave his number. It took me a week of ignoring my bedside table before I pulled out the post-it and punched his number into my phone.

“I dunno, Florian seems like he could handle me and I might be in the mood for that.” His nostrils flare, which only makes me smile even more. “Don’t worry, Elias. I’m going home alone tonight.”

That doesn’t seem to comfort him, but when I step away, he lets me go. I stop at the door and glance back. His hands are shoved into his pockets, dick imprint clear against the zipper and I smirk.

“Might want to fuck your hand thinking of me again, superstar.”

He smirks and adjusts himself. The action makes me lick my lips, I pull the door open and blow him a kiss before stepping outside. The cool ocean air hits my warm skin and instantly sets my soul on fire. I was so close to saying ‘fuck it’ and letting Elias drag the shape wear off my body so he could bury himself inside me.

He’s not wrong; I do want him. It was easier to pretend like I didn’t when he wasn’t around. With him that close, having his taste on my tongue and trace of his body on me has made it almost impossible to feel otherwise.

Shaking it off, I return to the group still talking and flirting with Florian Sewell. I enjoy being flirted with, especially by handsome men. But like I told Elias, my plan was to always go back to my hotel room alone.

I don’t want to erase the memories of my last one night stand yet.

With a fresh drink in hand,I find an empty sofa and settle into it. I might have accused Elias of stalking me, but he could have said the same about me. However, the real reason I’m here is because we were invited to join the Chennai Renegades to discuss our new partnership. Even though I dislike what the sport has become now, I wasn’t going to turn down an offer like this.

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