Page 79 of Hot Shot
“You should. She’d love that. She’d love all of you to come see.”
“We’ll organize it. Maybe after the season. Before things really get moving for you guys at the Rogues.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“Don’t you need to…” Landon points behind me.
“Shit. Yes. Sorry. I left?—”
Landon’s hand shoots up. “Don’t say it! I don’t want that in my head.”
Laughing I turn around and head for the stairs. “See you later.”
I don’t say when. He might show up to breakfast or he might not. At this point we need—Ineed—to let Landon take the reins of our friendship. If we still have one.
I think we do. I hope we do.
Then again, I’ve managed to rebuild my relationship with Blake, with their parents, I’m sure I can salvage the remnants of mine and Landon’s, Corbin too. I haven’t a clue how Mason and Sutton feel about me. They’re so much older that I was never that close with either of them. Even when we were younger and all living under this roof.
I guess if I’m going to marry Blake, and I am, no doubt about that, I’ll need to make the effort with her two older brothers.
I should probably be the one to reach out first. Maybe I can ask Andrew for their numbers and get the ball rolling there. Possibly organize that trip for Blake’s family to visit Baton Rouge after the season…
By the time I’m back in my rooms, my mind is spinning with all the ways I could handle her family and how we might keep a visit from them a secret from her. Except the second I enter the bathroom all thought is wiped cleaner than the ice behind a resurfacing machine.
Blake is naked, water running down the front of her, dripping from her pert nipples. She’s leaning back against the tile wall, a hand between her legs…
Fuck.
She’s my teenage fantasy come to life.
“Thought I’d have to finish without you.”
“Yes.” My dick throbs and I palm it through my pants. “Do that. Finish.”
Her movements stop for a split second before the sexiest grin I’ve even seen curves her mouth. “This another teenage fantasy?”
“Fuck yes.” I shove my pants to my knees and wrap a fist around my pulsing shaft. “Dreamed of finding you in the shower. Of watching you get yourself off while I hid behind the door so you wouldn’t see me do the same.”
“No more dreaming.”
“No.” I squeeze my dick in an attempt to hold back my release. I don’t want this to be over too fast.
“Want to join me in here or stay out there?”
I swallow. “If I join you, we won’t get off like this.”
“No?”
“No. I won’t be able to control myself. I’ll have to get inside you.”
“Well, if you’re serious about having a baby we shouldn’t waste?—”
She doesn’t finish her sentence before I’m kicking my pants off and launching over the edge of the tub to join her in the shower. “Turn around.”
My hands are on her hips helping her comply and I use my grip to bend her over.
“Hands on the wall. Hold on.”
