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“Uh yeah. I think I see someone I know. I’ll catch up with you two later.”
They both nodded and headed for the elevators, and I crossed the marble floor to get to Crew.
“Wow, this is a surprise.” I smiled. “What are you doing here?” I kept my voice quiet to avoid drawing attention toward us.
“Saw you were playing the Dodgers. Thought I’d come by and say hello.” He shrugged as though it wasn’t a big deal for him to be there, but the corners of his mouth tilted up, giving away how he felt about seeing me too.
“And you just happened to be in LA?”
“I was at the ESPYs,” he explained.
Well, that made more sense. I didn’t think he’d made the trip specifically for me.
“Do you want to come up to my room?”
He flashed me a grin, the one I could still see when I closed my eyes and allowed myself to think about him. “I’d like that.”
Suddenly, all rational thought left my brain, and the only thing I could think about was getting my hands on him.
We rode up to my floor in silence since a few other peoplewere inside with us, and I hoped we wouldn’t run into any of my teammates as we hurried down the hallway to my room.
As soon as the door closed behind us, I pinned him against the wall and crashed my lips against his.
Nothing slow or sweet about this kiss. It was pure desperation and need as we started to tear our clothes off.
“I missed this,” he muttered against my mouth.
“No talking.” I pushed him toward the bed. “Just get naked.”
He didn’t argue. He stripped out of his suit while I kicked off my shoes, then shed the rest of my clothes. We fell onto the bed together and continued to make out as though we were starving for each other.
Maybe we were. It’d been nearly a year since I’d been with him, and it hardly seemed real that he was in my hotel room, kissing me like no time had passed.
Our bodies moved together as memories came rushing back of exactly what he liked, what made him groan, and what made him beg for more. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, using my thumb to gather the pre-cum leaking from the tip and spreading it all around. He was hard already, and I was desperate to feel him claim me again.
“I need you now.” I flipped onto my hands and knees.
He leaned over the edge of the mattress and grabbed something from the floor.
I arched a brow when I saw the travel-sized bottle of lube in his hand. “So you thought I was a sure thing?”
He shook his head. “Just hopeful. Didn’t even think of it until I passed the drugstore on the way here. I picked up some condoms too if you want me to use one.”
My brain told me I should insist, but the temptation to feel every inch of him without any barrier between us was too much to ignore. “I’m still covered, and I got tested at the start of the season.” That was true, but I left out the part about not being with anybody since him.
His eyes met mine. “I’ve been tested too, and there weren’t any guys after you.”
The fact he said guys and not anyone wasn’t lost on me, but forsome reason, it didn’t change what I wanted. I lowered onto my elbows and spread my legs wide. “Then we don’t need one.”
A second later, cool, slick fingers circled my rim before gently working me open. “You’re the only one I’ve ever gone bare with.”
“Oh, yeah?” I smirked, trying to ignore the happiness those words created. “Then you should probably hurry up and fuck me so we can both remember how it feels.”
He lined up his cock with my hole and pushed inside. “Just as tight as I remember,” he groaned, and it sounded more like he was talking to himself.
My hands gripped the sheets as he slammed into me again and again. “Faster!” I shouted as my entire body rocked forward.
Over the last year I’d forgotten just how incredible we were together, and I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d wrecked me for any other man.
