Page 51 of The Red Zone
Fuck it.
I’ll take the loss.
Mae
I’ll take my payment in the form of Jimmy Choo’s.
I’ll give you anything you want on one condition…
Yeah?
Jersey stays on.
Aye, Aye, Captain.
After a quick shower and changing into a fresh pair of sweatpants, I sat against the headboard scrolling on my phone for the better half of twenty minutes before I heard the front door creak open. Another five, and I would’ve marched into Mae’s house and carried her to my bed, slapping her ass along the way in the hopes that she’d let one of those charming giggles slip past her lips like last time.
“What took you so long?” I tried to mask the annoyance in my voice as Mae appeared in the doorway, but I was certain a hint of it had slipped through the cracks despite my best effort.
Especially after I got a glimpse of how fucking sexy she looked wearing my jersey. She’d ditched the jeans she’d worn to the game and instead wore my jersey like a mini dress, hitting her bare upper thigh. No shoes. No makeup. Knowing Mae, I had a solid feeling she’d kept the same theme when it came to her underwear, as well.
Man, this girl had no idea how much control she had over me.
“Didn’t want you to think I was jumping at the chance to ride your cock again,” she said matter-of-factly while taking a seat on the end of the bed opposite of me. “Because I refuse to be single handedly responsible for your ego becoming more inflated than it already is.”
A huffed laugh slipped through my lips as the corners curled upward. About time she started working on those quarreling skills. A guy could only hope she’d bring that same energy into the bedroom too.
“If I recall correctly, you were the one who needed time to adjust to my size.” I raked my eyes over her long, tanned legs hanging off the edge of the bed. “Not sure there’s anything that can inflate a man's self-esteem more than that.”
“And if I recall correctly, I was just pretending so you didn’t cry from an ego hit… you’re welcome for that, by the way.” She patted my shin with an ornery scrunched nose smile before flopping back against the comforter.
“Funny how you’re suddenly able to recall things when my dick is the topic of conversation.”
“Don’t flatter yourself.”
I slid off the bed and moved to stand in front of her, breaking apart her knees with my thigh as I bent over, placing two hands on either side of the mattress next to her head. Mae had her eyes locked on my lips for a brief moment before flickering them up to meet mine with a cocky grin.
I don’t think it was possible to get tired of that shit-eating grin of hers. Might’ve even been part of the reason I enjoyed sparring with her so much. Seeing those pretty pink lips turn up just for me. She could find fault with my arrogance until she was blue in the face, but her conceit was as close of a match to mine as any.
“I think you’ve already done that enough for me, March.” I bent down, brushing my lips over hers as I slipped a hand underneath her jersey to cup her breast. “So, we’re really doing this?”
“As long as you accept your loss of the bet.”
I looked down to find my earlier suspicion had been correct. Her bare pussy was on display from where the jersey had been shifted up by my arm.
A smirk played on my lips as I lifted a brow at her. “Not much of a loss, is it?”
Mae let out a delicious laugh as I dropped down, lifting the jersey up over her boobs so I could quickly suck each of her nipples into my mouth before planting open mouth kisses down the center of her stomach. Her back arched against the bed as I got closer to her slit.
“You’re evil,” she groaned as I backed away from her.
I was too caught up in the thought of going down on her that I'd almost forgotten about the toy I’d picked up for us earlier this week. Maybe I’d been a bit too confident in Mae giving up the bet. Or hell, maybe I inherently knew that I’d throw it and was too dense to realize it. Either way, I had a newly purchased wand with her name on it, and every intention of making her come with it as many times as possible until the thing was dead.
I sat back onto the bed, leaning against the headboard with my legs open as I gently pulled her toward me so her back was pressed against my chest. “Spread your legs.”
Mae broke apart her knees exposing herself fully. It turned me on that she wasn’t shy in the bedroom. Or worried about the way she looked while I made her feel good. She just allowed me to take control, and worship her the way I wanted to.
Wrapping my hand around her neck, I turned her face toward mine, then pressed my lips against hers into a long, deep kiss. A slow, wicked smile came over her mouth as our lips were fused together, which was my sign to reach over into the nightstand and grab the box out of it.
