Page 54 of Single Glance

His knees wobbled, and he leaned forward, a string of curses flying from his mouth. “Jesus, baby. You’re fucking gorgeous with my cock filling your mouth.” His thumb traced my cheek as I continued to work him. “You like that? Knowing you’re ruining me every time we’re together?”

I moaned, loving how this man came apart at the seams for me. He might have the world’s attention on the field, but I held his all the time. It was the most intoxicating sort of power, the kind that made you want to fly out of your skin and never come back down.

“Can’t hold back anymore,” Cam muttered through gritted teeth. “Gonna get a little rougher with you, baby. But you can handle it, can’t you?” Another groan left my throat, vibrating around him. Spit filled my mouth, and my jaw already pulsed from trying to take him, but nothing on Earth would have made me stop.

Cam’s hand tangled in my hair, adjusting me to take him deeper. His first thrusts were gentle, testing my limits, but when my nails dug into his muscles, he quickened and hit the back of my throat. It constricted aroundhim, and he tried to pull back, but I refused to let him, wanting more of that power.

His eyes widened as he stared down at me in awe. “Damn it, Hadley. You feel too damn good. I’m never gonna last like this.” His head fell back, and the tendons in his neck pulsed. “Touch yourself, baby. I need you to make yourself come until I can take care of your aching pussy.”

As he directed my mouth, one of my hands snaked in between my legs, circling my already swollen clit. The first couple of slips already made my head spin. I was so fucking turned on by the look in Cam’s eyes, it wouldn’t take long for me to fall apart. Just as I found my rhythm, Cam suddenly stopped, pulling out of my mouth.

My eyes widened as I stared up at him. “Why the hell did you stop?”

“Because if I didn’t, I was going to come down your throat, and we can’t have that.”

“Why not?”

Cam smirked as he reached down and brushed away the spit from the side of my mouth. “Because I’ve been craving you for days, baby. I’m not wasting another minute without filling you. Been dreaming about your pussy ever since that phone call, and I need it strangling my cock when I come.”

My cheeks flushed, and I climbed up on the bed before Cam crawled over me, lining up with my entrance. His lips dusted my chest and my neck he took my hands, licking my desire from my fingers. After they were clean, he kissed each pad of my fingertips. He held me close as he entered me, his eyes never leaving mine. Each thrust was reverent, as if he was paying penance instead of fucking me. His hands travelled along my sides, keeping me close despite his movements.

As my release climbed up my spine, my eyes flashed open, searching Cam’s expression as I tensed around him. “You feel that, Hadley?” he asked quietly, such a stark contrast to his usually filthy words. “This is us, together. It’s not great, it’s not amazing. It’s fucking life changing. You’re made for me, baby, every single inch of you, and I’m never letting you go.”

Between his hushed promise and sacred movements, my heart cracked open. The last lines of my defense imploded, unable to stand up against his words. As my release crashed over me and Cam growled his own, I held him close, hoping he could sense the fundamental shift.

There was nothing left of my formerly jaded heart. He’d repaired it day by day, and if he listened close enough, he’d realize it only beat for him.

FORTY-ONE

The next morning, my phone alarm blared from…somewhere. My hands fumbled through the sheets, trying to find where it ended up last night. Finally, I reached down to the floor, dragging my jeans closer and grabbing it from the pocket. After hitting snooze, I tossed it right back into the pile of clothes, unable to exert any more energy, too exhausted from a full night with Hadley.

We’d barely slept, too busy making up for lost time. Every time I closed my eyes, it was only a matter of time before she rubbed up against me, making me hard as a fucking rock, or she climbed on top of me, riding me until we both saw stars.

All the clouds from last night cleared from my mind in the early morning sun, destroyed by Hadley’s touch. Without even trying, she pulled me out of the haze. I reluctantly opened one eye, finding her sitting up in bed next to me, typing away on her laptop, papers surrounding her side of the bed.

My knuckles dragged up her barespine. Hadley jumped, then turned and grinned at me. “You’re supposed to be sleeping in, sarge.”

“Hard to do when you’re next to me, menace,” I grumbled. “Sleep’s not what’s on my mind right now.”

“You better try.” Hadley leaned down and pressed a kiss to my temple. “You’ve got to kick the Rebels’ asses tonight.”

My entire body tensed at her words, remembering we’d have to face our opponents for two more nights. Refusing to dwell on it until I needed to leave for the stadium, I sat up and placed my chin on Hadley’s shoulder, reading what was on her screen.

“Field Day proposal?”

“Yeah…” Hadley said, her voice suddenly meek. “I guess the school always had one, but they weren’t able to secure funding this year, so they cancelled it.” She shook her head. “The kids have worked so hard, and I want to give them a good send-off, so I’m trying to reach out to different places that might work with us.”

“Why are you planning this?” Hadley’s eyes narrowed into a glare. I shook my head. “No, not like that. I’m just wondering why this responsibility isn’t falling on the principal, or the PTO, or someone else like that.”

Hadley tucked her lower lip between her teeth. “They’ve tried, especially the principal. The PTO is out of funds because they already donated a lot to the after-school programs and the fifth grade moving up ceremony. With a lot of our federal grants getting defunded, there’s not a lot the principal can do.” She let out a long sigh and looked back out the window. “No one asked me to do it, but I hate the idea of our kids missing out because of bureaucratic red tape. I can’t solve all our problems, but I can at least create something memorable for them.”

“That’s a great idea.” I rubbed my hand along her back,immensely proud of my girl. Hadley was determined. There was no doubt in my mind that if she wanted to do something spectacular for her students, she would make it a reality. I just hated that she was in this alone.

I grabbed a pamphlet from her side, thumbing through the information. “You’re reaching out to the football team?”

Hadley’s mouth parted as she glanced over at me. “Oh, yeah! They do a lot of community outreach, and I thought if we could get a couple of players to show up…”

“You know another team does a lot of community support as well.” Hadley’s eyebrow arched. “My team, baby. I’m talking about us.”

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