Page 42 of Rookie Season
“Miles…”
His finger rubs my clit, little strokes exactly the way I need them. My breathing gets shallow.
“That’s it, Princess.” He rewards my responsiveness with more of him.
Soon he’s pumping in and out, deep enough that he slaps against my skin.
“I’ll never get tired of the ways I want you and the things I want to experience with you.” He says it like a promise, and it’s everything I need.
My fingers grip the edge of the shelf. “I can’t…”
The reverberations start deep in my stomach. My body tightens, waves of pleasure rippling through me.
I come in a sweaty, shaking pile. He’s already groaning against my ear.
“You’re so beautiful. Never dreamed life could get this good. Now and always.”
I reach back, my limp fingers finding the back of his tense neck to hold him closer.
He’s close. I can feel it.
I squeeze one more time, my nails digging lightly into his neck, and that’s all it takes.
Miles roars and spills deep inside me. It’s almost as satisfying to feel him lose control, to know that I’m the one who gets to make the guy the world knows as an easygoing player come totally unhinged.
“Admit it,” I pant when we can breathe again. “The tobogganing was better than the baking.”
Miles chuckles, tracing a line down my back that he follows with his mouth. “You might be right about that, Princess.”
12
SIERRA
“This is impressive,” Nova says as she hangs snowflakes on the far side of the tree. “Ryan cut this down?”
“He almost took me out with it,” I respond.
Nova found a box of ornaments in a closet, and she and I have been decorating the tree Ryan brought in. I pick a little wooden bear out of the box and hang it.
“Sounds like an exciting date.” She smiles as she hangs a wreath on the other side.
“I wouldn’t call it that.”
Except for the part when I sprawled on top of him as though I was experiencing hypothermia and needed his body heat for survival.
That part was definitely date-like.
The smell of cookies drifts from the oven. Gooey chocolate and vanilla. My stomach growls in anticipation, and I consider pausing my current work to ambush the treats.
The guys are looking around in the woods to see if they can find the source of the noises we’ve been hearing all weekend. Secretly, I think they want to have a snow fight.
As for me? I’ve been thinking about that kiss all afternoon.
How it felt to have Ryan’s mouth on mine… The look in his eyes said he’s not letting me off the hook this time.
I’m starting to wonder if I even want to be let off.
“How well do you know Ryan?” I hear myself ask.
