Page 265 of Playing the Pucking Game
With her arms wrapped around my neck, I hitch one of her legs over my hip, opening her up for me and allowing me to grind against her. I’m already hard. I have been since the moment she started walking toward me at the arena.
“I need you,” I groan into our kiss.
“Then take me. I’m right here, Linc.”
Dragging my lips away, I press my forehead against hers and keep my eyes shut for a few seconds as I attempt to get myself under control.
“Linc?”
I swallow thickly. “We need to get upstairs. Now.”
“Then you should probably press the button,” she teases.
When I spin around to do so, I discover that the doors aren’t even shut.
After tapping my fob to the panel, I hit the button for my penthouse. I’m pretty sure all the air is sucked out of the car the second the doors close because when I turn to look at Parker, it’s all I can do to suck in a breath.
“Linc,” she breathes as she steps forward, her eyes locked on mine.
She gazes up at me with wide eyes and swollen lips.
God. She’s everything.
My everything.
My loud gasp fills the air when she reaches out and cups my dick through my pants.
“Shit,” I hiss, already too close to the fucking edge.
Do not come in your pants again.
“Mmm, is this for me?” she rasps, not helping the situation one bit.
“Uh-huh.” I nod, and she slowly begins stroking me. “All yours. Every inch.”
Her smile turns wicked, and she licks her lips. Visions of her on her knees for me fill my head, and precum leaks from the tip, soaking my boxers.
“I can’t wait,” she whispers.
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PARKER
Linc drags me through the apartment as if our lives depend on it, and he doesn’t stop until we’re standing in my bathroom.
“What are you…” My words trail off as he leans into the shower cubicle and turns it on. The second he’s back, standing in front of me, he begins stripping.
Oh. Now we’re talking.
I lower my purse to the floor, my eyes focused on every bit of skin he reveals.
His T-shirt hits the floor as he toes off his sneakers, and then his thumbs are in his waistband and he’s pushing both his pants and boxers down his thick thighs at the same time.
His hard cock springs free, and my mouth waters.
I want him.
I want him so much I could cry.
