Page 70 of The Fantasy League
I couldn’t fucking wait to get back home and wake her up with my mouth like this every morning.
We had another hour before we needed to leave for the airport, so she could make her flight. I set the alarm on my phone, crawled back into bed, tugging her against my side, and closed my eyes.
Forty-five minutes later, the alarm sounded from my cell. Reaching over to the nightstand, I turned off the horrible noise and Scarlett roused next to me.
She trailed her fingers along the waistline of my shorts. My cock began stirring, but I did my best to will it down. “I didn’t make you finish earlier.” She looked up at me with those big brown doe eyes while rubbing her hand on the front of my sweatpants.
“No, Red,” I taunted with a hand wrapped around her neck. “As much as I’d love for you to wrap those lips around my cock right now… the first time I come with you, it’s going to be deep inside your tight little pussy.”
I smashed our lips together and pressed a possessive kiss against her lips. “But right now, you have a flight to catch. Grab your bag. I’ll drive you to the airport.”
Scarlett rolled her eyes, crawling out of bed, still naked. My hand slapped against her ass playfully while she stumbled away and the sweet taste of her ChapStick lingered on my lips.
The corners of her lips turned upward while she grabbed her clothes from the end of the bed and walked that gorgeous fucking ass back to her room to finish packing.
NINETEEN
SCARLETT
Abel leanedsideways against the doorframe with a cocky smile on his face while watching me get dressed.
“Staring is rude, you know,” I poked, stepping one foot and then the other into a fresh pair of pale-green underwear and pulling them upward. His eyes stayed glued to them until the string in the back disappeared between my ass cheeks.
“Forgive me, Red, for being so ill-mannered.” His smirk never wavered while his husky voice rasped out his words.
Jesus Christ, I needed a new pair of underwear already.
I quickly threw on a pair of shorts and the only other clean T-shirt I had left in my bag, ignoring Abel so I wasn’t drawn in by his temptations. Once I was fully dressed and my bag was zipped, he walked into the room and threw it over his shoulder.
I took my time walking down the steps, taking in the gorgeous beach house one last time. Was it too soon to hope that Abel and I would come back here again one day?
Outside, Abel placed my bag into the back seat of his rental car, and we made our way toward the airport. Neither of us said much for the entirety of the car ride, but his hand rested on my inner thigh the entire ride which made my skin buzz.
When we pulled into a parking spot in the short-term lot, my heart instantly sank to my stomach.
“Stay.” Abel unbuckled and leaned over the console, kissing me hard. Like he was going to die if our lips parted from each other’s.
In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to drive back to the beach house and cuddle up on the couch with him for the rest of the day.
Andmayberepeat our escapade from earlier another time or two….
But we both had jobs to do and I already promised that I would be at my meeting with Gina later this afternoon. Plus, he’d be home in less than a week, anyway. It wasn’t like much could change between now and then.
Unless he didn’t want to be together once he got back. Or if he thought this was just a one-time thing. Or, even worse, if he wanted to go back to being just friends.
Oh god, there was no way in hell I’d be able to go back to beingjust friends with Abel after this weekend. It would hurt too much for my little heart to handle.
Not to mention the fact that I’d have to end our arrangement, quit working for him,andfind a new job. Hell, I’d probably move to another town and convince Mae to come with me because there was no way I could risk going over to her house knowing I could run into him at any given moment.
Nope. Nada. Not happening.
“Hey.” Abel broke our kiss and tilted my chin upward while his other hand fervently gripped the nape of my neck. His stare pinned me in place. “Stop overthinking this, Red. I want you. I want us. For as long as you’ll fucking have me. The only way this ends is if you say it does, got it?”
My heart skipped a beat as his words buried themselves into my soul. “Okay.”
He kissed me. Again. And again.
“If I kiss you any longer, you’re going to miss your flight,” Abel teased, pulling away from me.
