Page 31 of Player Misconduct
Her hands slide down my chest, the feeling of her tape ring on her finger catching along my skin as she presses her hand against me. The feel of it wrecks me.
She feels like mine. All mine. Maybe it’s just for tonight, but maybe tonight is all we have.
I deepen the kiss, one hand slipping into her hair, the other finding her waist.
I can feel her trembling when I lift her, her legs instinctively wrapping around me. She presses her forehead to mine. “Promise me something,” she whispers.
“Anything.”
“If tomorrow goes wrong… I want to remember this part. Not the fear. Not the quarantine. Just this.”
I nod, because I can’t speak.
“Okay,” I manage, my voice rough. “Then let’s make it worth remembering.”
I set her down gently on the bed, laying her on her back, bracing myself above her.
Her hands move to the waistband of my board shorts. I catch her wrist again, needing to be sure. “Kendall…”
She meets my eyes. “Don’t make me say it again, Aleksi.”
I grin despite myself. “You’re the boss, Doc.”
“Not tonight,” she whispers. "I'm giving you full control this time. Show me what I've been missing."
The last of my control snaps. I kiss her again, harder this time—hungry, starving, like every ounce of restraint I’ve ever had was only waiting for this.
The sound of the outside world fades completely. The hum of the AC, the distant desert wind, even my heartbeat, all swallowed by the rhythm of her breath against mine.
And for the first time in a long time, I stop thinking about tomorrow.
In one quick motion, her bikini top is discarded to the floor. I hook my index fingers into the sides of her bikini bottoms and pull them off of her. And just like that, Kendall Hensen is completely naked underneath me.
I stay like that for a moment, taking my time to map out every inch of her.
My cock hardens against my shorts.
"What are you doing?" she asks, almost a blush at her cheeks.
"Memorizing how you look tonight. Naked under me. I never want to forget this, even if it's the last thing I see for the rest of my life."
Because tonight, in this tiny motel room in the middle of nowhere, with her beneath me, my fingers woven into her left hand, pinning it above her head, the feeling of my ring wrapped around her finger as she gives herself over to me for the night.
I’ve already found everything worth surviving for.
She said one night, and I agreed. But if we wake up tomorrow, there's no way this doesn't change everything between us.
Chapter Six
Kendall
His mouth finds mine again, and the world narrows to heat and want and the feeling of his hands claiming skin I didn't know was waiting for him.
I should stop this even though I'm the one who started it.
I should pull back. Remind him… remind myself, that I'm the team doctor and he's a player and there are rules, actual documented rules, about this exact scenario.
But his palms are sliding up my bare ribs, thumbs brushing the underside of my breasts, and my body has apparently staged a mutiny against every professional boundary I've ever built.
