Page 4 of Unrivaled

Breathless, I nod. “Yeah. Yeah. Fine. You’re just …”

His lips curl up in a satisfied smile. “Bigger than you’re used to?”

Another hot blush covers my face as I nod again, which only makes his grin go wider.

He drops a sweet kiss on my lips. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll make it good for you,” he whispers.

I gasp when he starts moving, because it’s so intense. But he goes slow, giving me time to get used to him, and soon I’m pressing up to meet him. When I plant my feet on the bed to get more leverage, he lifts up and looks down. I follow his gaze to where he’s moving in and out of me.

His hand cups my face, his thumb over my lips. “Open up for me,” he says, soft and rough.

I do as he asks, accepting his thumb into my mouth, sucking and swirling my tongue around the tip. His eyes meet mine, bright with lust, and he groans as he pulls his thumb from between my lips. “Fuck, babe, that’d feel amazing on my cock.”

The smug smile I give him in response melts away when his now-wet thumb slides over and around my clit. His eyes find mine again, watching my response as he starts out light, varying how and where he rubs until I give a favorable reaction.

When I do, he grins, and gives a hard thrust. “There we go. Told you I’d take care of you.”

He picks up his pace, continuing to rub circles around my clit with his thumb while I writhe against him. When he stops, I whimper, but he just gives me another one of those boyish grins.

Pulling out, he taps the outside of my thigh. “Flip over for me. I can get you better this way.”

I do as he asks, rolling onto my belly and letting him pull my hips into the air. He drags the head of his cock all over my soaked pussy, rubbing it on my clit before moving to my opening and sinking in with a groan of satisfaction.

From this angle he feels even bigger, and his heat washes over my back as he leans over me, planting one hand next to my elbow, his other hand snaking over my hips and between my legs.

“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight like this,” he says as he gathers my wetness with his fingers and paints my clit with it, strumming it as he gets into a rhythm, the only sounds in the room the slap of his skin on mine and our growls and sighs of pleasure.

When he starts moving faster, I worry I’m going to be left wet and aching without the satisfaction of an orgasm. Squeezing around him, I close my eyes and focus on the sensation of him in and around me.

“I feel you squeezing,” he mutters. “You close? Please, please be close. I’m almost there, and I want you with me.”

His fingers move faster, and he slams into me harder, his cock dragging over that spot inside me that makes everything feel even better.

“Let me feel you,” he growls. “Let me feel that tight pussy squeezing my cock. Come on, baby. I got you. Give it to me.”

And like he’s actually capable of commanding my orgasm, I fall apart under him. His steady rhythm falters as he fucks me through my orgasm and his own.

His hand falls away, and I feel his weight sagging against me for a second before he places a kiss between my shoulder blades and pulls out.

I roll onto my side, looking up at him as he deals with the condom and cleans himself off. Once that’s taken care of, he crawls over me and peppers kisses over my shoulder before kissing my lips once more. “Thanks, babe. As tempting as round two is with you lying here all sexy and satisfied, we better get dressed and head back out there before anyone barges in on us.”

Sighing, I flop onto my back as he climbs back off the bed. He lets out a chuckle as he pulls his jeans back on and tosses my bra at me.

I pull it off my face and sit up, giving him a mock glare as I put it on. He just grins back. “Aw, baby, don’t be mad. I’m just trying to help you out.”

“Uh-huh. Sure, sure. ‘Helping.’” I make air quotes with my fingers around the word.

He lets out a low, sexy grunt. “You liked my help a few minutes ago.” Another chuckle as a wave of heat washes over me from chest to scalp. “Andnowyou’re embarrassed. That’s cute.”

Pulling on his shirt, he runs his hands through his hair and leans over the bed in front of me as I sit on the edge, preparing to pull my skirt on. With his fists propped on either side of me, he gives me another kiss. “Don’t leave without giving me your number. And if something happens, be sure to find me at the next party. I’m happy to help you get revenge on your ex as many times as you like.”

“Noted.” I can’t help chuckling, not sure if I’ll bother giving him my number. Yeah, in this case, revenge was pretty sweet. But I’m not sure I want to make a habit of hooking up with the rival team’s quarterback on the regular. My dad would probably kill me, for one. And having just gotten out of a several year high school relationship, I don’t know if I want another one. I want some time to just be me, enjoy my senior year with my friends, maybe date, maybe don’t, but nothing serious for sure.

Like a gentleman, he waits for me to finish dressing before slipping out of the room. I wait a few more minutes before following him out.

As soon as I’ve returned to the party, Maddy grabs my arm. “There you are! Did you get what you came for? Because I am beyond ready to leave. Let’s go.” Before I can even answer, she starts tugging me toward the stairs.

“Wait, what about Heidi? Are we just leaving her.”

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