Page 50 of Keep Your Guard Up
Abandoning my hip, his hand found my breast. He palmed it, my nipple instantly pebbling at the touch.
“Don’t call you what?” He smirked before flicking a finger over the sensitive tip.
Do not tell me this man is going to make me come without even taking my clothes off.
“T-that,” I tried, already panting.
“Tell me what, Sunny baby, and I’ll stop.” Another teasing flick, another breathy moan.
“I … I …” I tried, desperately tried. Any chance of success went out the fucking window when he exposed my aching, heavy breasts with one swift tug of my tank top.
“Fuck,” Chance groaned, driving his hips into me and sealing his mouth over mine again. “This is all that’s been on my mind the last two goddamn weeks.”
“Are you gonna do something about it then?” I demanded, barely.
It was more like a pathetic excuse of a demand.
That cocky, arrogant,sexy as fucksmirk lifted onto his face. “My, my, Sunny baby. Doyouwant me to do something aboutit?” That teasing finger traced a line up the side of my neck before the whole hand wrapped around my throat. “Look at me.”
I dragged my eyes up from where our bodies met to find his.
I knew how to swim—almost every Australian child learned. But I was fucking drowning in the ocean in his eyes. A frenzied storm swirled, both hot and cold, both night and day, both lust and need.
“Tell me, Sunny baby.” The thumb that was pressed into the side of my neck moved, tracing over my bottom lip. “Tell me what you want.”
There was a warm, electrifying touch between my legs before the button of my shorts was jerking open. A mocking finger probed the top of my underwear, running along the smooth fabric. I mentally pat two-hours-ago Mari on the back for deciding she needed to wear nice panties today.
“Do you want me on my knees? I’ll gladly make you come using just my tongue, right here on these mats.”
I swear I stopped breathing. Every single cell on and in my body ached in anticipation as he continued to tease and tug at my underwear.
“Do you want to be on your knees, Sunny baby?” he teased. “Do you want to be on your knees, so I can take your mouth before I takeallof you?”
A breathy chuckle fanned my face as he gently snapped back the underwear elastic he had been toying with.
“Should we move this to the office? I’d bend you over the couch, take you hard and fast for being so eager.” Just as he finished his sentence, he dipped a finger between my folds. My knees buckled, but he was already there, holding me upright.
“You call the shots though, Sunny baby. Because once I start, I don’t give a fuck who walks through those doors. I won’t stop.”
As if on cue, the most cold-shower-voice to ever exist called out through the gym. “Yo, Yo! Lynnie?! Rio?! Where you at?”
Chance sighed in annoyance. Shoulders as rigid as rocks, he reluctantly stepped away from me. He brought his finger, the one that had been so fucking close to being inside of me, to his lips and sucked it from bottom to top.
“Cover up, will you?” he growled, pointedly glancing at my still exposed chest and undone shorts.
“Shit!” I hissed before tucking the girls back away.How the hell did he free them in one tug?
“Ah! My friends!” JJ sang as he walked around the corner, just in time for me to do my shorts up. I folded my arms over my chest, knowing my face was still flushed. I could still feel Chance’s lips on mine, the swelling he’d left behind.
“How are we?” he asked, slinging an arm around Chance’s shoulder with a big, dopey grin on his face.
“Sunny was just yelling at me about hitting the bag bare-knuckle.” Chance threw me straight under the bus.
“I was not—”
Chance silenced me with a look that said, ‘Do you want JJ to know I was ten seconds away from fucking you against said bag?’.
“I was just … protecting an asset.”
