Page 216 of Force Play
“Welcome home, baby.”
I quickly close the distance between us, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. “This was such a big day for you, Spitfire.”
“That’s Head Trainer Spitfire, thank you very much.”
I laugh into the crook of her neck. “I’m proud of you, Lucia.”
“I’m proud of me, too,” she grins, and I kiss it off her lips.
“We should probably tell people we’re dating, shouldn’t we?”
Lucia chuckles. “Yeah, I would very much like to not hide you.”
“This is my first relationship, so I’m not really sure how we should do that.”
“God, you’re adorable,” she says, leaning back and smiling at me. “The Stars charity dinner is in a few weeks. Instead of going separately, I could come as your date.”
I hum in approval. “Having the most beautiful woman on my arm would certainly make headlines.”
“We’re going to make headlines because you’re known fuckboy Ari Morgan.”
I tickle her side, and she squirms and laughs underneath me. “Those days are gone, sweetheart. You’re the only one I’ll ever have in my bed again.”
“Thought it wasourbed?” she teases, fisting the cotton of my T-shirt.
“It is,” I rasp. “And we haven’t christened it since itofficiallybecameours.”
Lucia drapes her arms around my neck and wraps her legs around my waist. “That won’t do. I guess you’re going to have to take me to bed, Casanova.”
“With fucking pleasure.”
I lift her off the counter and carry her down to our bedroom. After I close the door behind us, I gently toss her on the bed and bracket myself on top of her.
“You look so good on top of me, baby,” she says, brushing her lips over mine.
“On top of you is my second favorite place to be,” I reply, teasing my thumb under the hem of her shirt.
Lucia cocks her head to the side. “What’s your favorite place then?”
I smile before leaning down to kiss her. “Literally anywhere with you.”
She smirks at me. “Someone’s trying to get laid tonight.”
I lower my hips onto her, pressing my already-hard dick against her. “I don’t think it’s considered trying when we both want the same thing right now.”
Lucia rolls her hips against me now, and I groan in satisfaction. “You sure that’s what I want?”
“Baby, if I were to slide my hand between your legs, how wet would you be?”
“So wet,” she breathes. “I’m drenched for you.”
“See?” I smirk. “I know exactly what you want.”
“Then why are we both still wearing any clothing?”
“Why don’t you strip for me again, sweetheart?”
Lucia bites my lip. “No. I want you to strip forme,slut.”
