Page 63 of Wrapped Around My Heart
The tell-tale tingles of my impending orgasm build at the base of my spine. Carefully, I bend forward slightly, not slowing down as I fuck into her. I let go of one of her hips so I can reach around to play with her clit.
Ari moans at the contact, resting her forehead against her arm as she nods in encouragement.
“You’re so perfect, baby. Taking every inch of my cock like you were made for me.”
I groan when her walls clamp around me, her body telling me just how much she agrees with what I said, but still, she continues to nod.
“I was—” She gasps as I pinch her clit while impaling her on me. “Oh fuck, I was made for you. Just you.”
“Show me. Come all over me and let me hear you say those beautiful words again.”
I squeeze the bundle of nerves between her thighs once more, at the same time I force her to tilt her hips slightly and slam into her. Ari’s voice bounces off the bathroom walls, the words sounding even more exquisite as they mix with the moans of her orgasm.
Her cunt clenches around me, walls fluttering as if trying to trap me inside her. A powerful tremor racks up my spine and it only takes two more uneven thrusts for me to follow after her, my own release nearly knocking me off my feet.
I catch myself on the counter and carefully drape my body over hers while resting on my elbow beside hers. My face falls forward to the center of her shoulder blades and my dick twitches inside of her when she shifts slightly.
“Keep moving like that and we’ll definitely be late.”
She giggles and it takes all my strength to stand up and pull out of her. I groan at the sight of our combined release leaking from her pussy. Without thinking it through, two of my fingers are skimming through our cum and shoving it back inside. A thud reverberates through the space, and I don’t have to look up to know it was her forehead hitting the counter.
Slowly, I pump my fingers into her.
“It’s a damn good thing you’re already pregnant.” I push in, curving my fingers until I find the rough patch of nerves that is her G-spot. Ari gasps as I begin massaging the spot and gently thrusting. “Because if you weren’t, there’s no way we’d leave this bathroom until you were.”
“Dean, I can’t—” Her words are cut off as I reach up to trap her oversensitive clit between my free thumb and pointer finger. I time my movement with a careful pull on the bud, and she comes again with a surprised shout. While her body shakes, I place featherlight kisses on her ass while gentling my touch to work her through the orgasm.
“Holy shit,” she pants out. I finally remove my fingers from her, hating that we’re on a time crunch and that I can’t take her to bed and make her give me a third.
Pushing to my feet, my eyes are still glued to her ass as she rights herself. I almost protest when the shirt slips back into place.
“No,” she snaps, but amusement lines the word. “How the hell are you even still hard?”
I shrug, stepping close enough to steal another kiss. “The woman I love finally told me she loves me too. If we didn’tabsolutelyhaveto leave in fifteen minutes, I would be taking you in every possible way all over the house.”
She twists to face me, loops her arms around my neck, and holds me as best she can given the bump between us.
“Bet you never thought you’d be upset about having made it to the final match in the championship.”
“I’m sure they could win the cup without me.”
Ari playfully smacks me and shoots me with a glare.
“We can fuck again after you win.”
“Deal. Only if you promise to say…”
She grins, pushing to her tiptoes. I bend to meet her halfway and just before she kisses me, she whispers, “I love you, Dean Hayes.”
The buzzer sounds seconds before I’m crashed into. The horn almost drowns out the cheers and shouts from my teammates as they all pile in around me.
“Holy shit.” I can’t even hear my own voice as Dominik hoots in one ear and Landon whoops in the other. Red and gold confetti falls all around us, and it finally starts to sink in.
We won.
We actually fucking won.
It had been close. It came down to Dominik scoring in a shootout. If he had missed that shot, we would have lost.
