Page 41 of Blindsided
Freya giggles at that. “Is that why I’ve never heard you talk about any past girlfriends?”
I shrug. “I’ve never really done the girlfriend thing because football has always been my priority. And since I never know how long a team is going to keep me, the idea of settling down with someone, only to end up with a different team, makes relationships seem pretty pointless.”
“I suppose that makes sense,” Freya says, getting a curious look in her eyes. “But friendships are okay?”
“Friendships are sturdier,” I state simply. “There aren’t the emotional ties that come with a relationship. You and I can do what we’re going to do tonight and go right back to just being mates the next day because we’ve created a foundation for it.”
Freya nods thoughtfully. “I suppose that’s why you appreciated your arrangement with Cami. You got to have your cake and eat it too.”
“Aye,” I reply with an uncomfortable smile because what Cami and I had is a night and day difference to what I’m doing here with Freya. And I’m not sure what that means exactly. I shake my head and stop that train of thought in its tracks. “I just know it’s simpler all around when feelings aren’t involved. It’s just about sex.”
“It’s just about The Sex.”
My shoulders shake with my laughter. God, it is going to be fun tonight to see Freya experience all this for the first time. I let my eyes lower to her body. “And make no mistake, Cookie. It might just be sex tonight, but I’m still going to do my damnedest to rock your world.”
She swallows a knot in her throat and reaches up to fan her ears. “We should, erm…get the check. I feel like it’s really hot in this restaurant all of a sudden.”
It’s only going to get hotter.
“Does it hurt for men when they do it the first time?” I hear my stupid, ridiculous voice ask out loud as Mac and I stand across from each other in my bedroom.
The corners of Mac’s mouth twitch in the dim nightstand light.
“You swore you wouldn’t laugh at me!” I exclaim and reach out to smack him.
He catches my hand against his firm chest and holds it there. “Firstly no, it doesn’t hurt. It feels fucking fantastic. And Cookie, we’re not Mac and Freya if we’re not having a wee bit of a laugh at each other through all this.” He steps closer to me and places his other hand on my hip, the warmth of his touch sending shivers through my body. “Besides, laughter is a good way to defuse tension.”
“It is?” I chirp, my voice sounding weird and high-pitched.
“Aye, do you want me to call my cocker the Loch Ness monster again so you can make fun of me?” He waggles his eyebrows playfully.
“I just don’t understand how you think calling your penis a monster is even remotely attractive in the bedroom. You should call it something sweet and cuddly like…Chip.”
“Chip?” Mac repeats the name, and his chest shakes with laughter beneath my hand.
“Why not?” I shrug.
He pins me with a panty-melting smile. “If I call my cocker Chip, will that make you happy?”
I glance down at his trousers and nod. “Yeah, Chip sounds nice. Gentle.”
He releases my hand from his chest and crooks his fingers under my chin to force me to look up at him. “I’m going to be gentle, Cookie.”
“Please, no Cookie in the bedroom,” I groan and chew my lower lip nervously. “It makes me feel like your mate, and I don’t want to feel like your mate. I want to feel like a woman you desire.”
“Youarea woman I desire, Freya,” he replies and moves his hand to my neck to trace the line of my jaw with his thumb. A riot of goosebumps erupt down my neck and over my breasts, causing my nipples to pebble beneath the black cropped bustier I bought for this occasion.
“Let me prove it to you,” Mac says, his voice rougher than before as his strong hand threads deliciously through my hair, angling my neck so I’m looking into his eyes.
He smiles ever so slightly just before leaning in and connecting his lips with mine. Our noses brush against each other as he moves his lips against mine in soft, gentle strokes—just the way a Canadian cowboy would kiss his future bride on the steps of her grandfather’s home.
Kindly. Gentlemanly. Respectfully.
Suddenly, he deepens the kiss and his tongue delves into my mouth with greedy firmness. Our bodies are flush together, and the whiskers of his chin tickle my lips as he plays with me, teases me, tastes me.Fucks me…with his mouth.
His tongue plunges in and out as one hand glides down my back and palms my arse, pulling me into his groin so I can feel the level of his arousal.
From just a kiss? Great heavens.
