Page 203 of Playing the Pucking Game

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She does as she’s told, and in seconds, she’s laid out before me, wearing nothing but my T-shirt.

The sight does fucking good things to me.

“Do you have any idea how hot you are?” I ask absently.

“Linc,” she whimpers, her chest heaving, her nipples hard and begging for attention through the fabric of my shirt.

What I wouldn’t give to rip that shirt from her and suck them into my mouth.

One step at a time, Storm.

Taking a step closer, I reach for one of the two items she left on her bed.

Hooking my fingers into the lace, I lift her panties in front of me.

They’re white and way too innocent for all the images I have playing out in my mind that involve this woman.

She watches me, her lips parted as she waits to see what I’m going to do next.

Lifting them higher, I bunch them in my palm in front of my face before inhaling.

“Holy shit,” she breathes.

“Yeah,” I agree as I stuff them into my pocket.

Mine.

Her eyes follow my movement, and the second she sees the size of the tent in my sweats, she gasps.

A cocky smirk kicks up the corner of my mouth.

I don’t know why she’s surprised. She knows exactly what I'm packing down there.

It’s not like this is our first rodeo.

Although things are very, very different right now.

While she might be unsure of the situation, confidence rolls off her in waves.

She knows what she’s doing now, and she knows the power she has over me and every other man walking the planet.

The idea of her learning all of this with other men threatens to put a damper on things, but I force the thought away.

Right now, she isn’t with other men.

She isn’t wet and desperate for them.

It’s for me.Only me.

“Spread your legs. Show me what you’re hiding, pretty girl.”

Slowly, she pulls her feet up. She’s teasing me, making me wait, and it’s fucking working.

My boxers are already soaked with precum. Before long, it’s going to start showing on my sweats, giving away just how on the edge I am already.

“Parker,” I warn when she keeps her knees pinned together.

“What’s the magic word?” she taunts.

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