Page 32 of The Game

I need to please her, but at the same time, I want to drive her as wild as she does me. My fingers skate along her thighs, dancing over the goosebumps as they pop over her flesh. But, I’m careful not to touch anywhere else.

“Gunner,” she growls.

“Shit.” I chuckle and stand. “I said I wouldn’t make you beg, and here I am seconds later, breaking my promise.”

“Asshole.” She smacks at me halfheartedly. Her hand lands against my chest but doesn’t hurt.

I scoop her up and carry her to the sofa. I would carry her to the bed, but I can’t wait that long. After I deposit her on the cushions, I grasp my belt and weave it out of the fastening.

Her dainty fingers join mine as we work together to remove the barrier between us. The reality of what we’re about to do weighs on my chest like a ton of bricks. By making love to Dani, I break all the rules I’ve imposed over the last several years. But I couldn’t back out now if the fire alarm went off, and fire department came to evacuate us.

Chapter Seventeen

Dani

As Gunner’s suit jacket falls to the floor with a soft thud, I ogle his chest. Even though it’s still completely covered, my fingers itch to explore his abs.

His fingers work with precision over the buttons of his shirt, unfastening them one at a time, and I’m mesmerized as each inch of skin is exposed. Wow. His chest and abs are even better in person than I anticipated.

I grab his unfastened pants and drag them down his thick thighs as he kicks off his shoes.

“Wait.” He digs his hand into his back pocket and pulls out a condom. Once he has the package out, he drops his pants to the ground, and his cock bounces into freedom.

I take all of him in at once – he’s perfection. This is a bad idea. I’m not even in his league. He should be with a runway model, not a first-year team trainer. I’m a nobody.

My gaze dives to the floor.

“Dani?” He places his finger under my chin and tips it. “Look at me.”

“Okay.” I can barely make out his features.

“You’re beautiful. I’m not standing here with a throbbing erection for no reason. If I didn’t want you, I would go home and take care of it myself.”

I swallow and nod. “I understand.”

He grasps my upper arms and holds me in place. “I don’t think you do. Dani, I have supreme control over my body. I haven’t had sex in nearly two years, and I haven’t missed it. I’ve been single-minded in my determination – until you.”

I smile weakly. “Is that a compliment or an abomination?”

“A compliment. I couldn’t walk away from this moment if I had to. I’ve got to make love to you.”

“Then, please do.” I jump into his arms and straddle his waist. My skirt is bunched around my thighs to where I’m inches away from experiencing ecstasy.

He pivots on his heel and settles into the sofa. I reach down and pull the fabric of my dress to my waist and rub my sex against his hardness.

“Dani, I want you so bad.” His hands clasp my hips and raises me.

When I’m positioned above his cock on my knees, I fist his hardness and grab the condom, rip it open with my teeth, and roll it over his flesh inch by inch.

His eyes are so dark I can barely see his irises as I slide over his thickness. It feels beyond amazing. I can’t think, and I forget to breathe.

When I’m fully seated over his cock, I wiggle my hips, and he sucks in a gulp of air. Holy shit. Even though I came only a few hours ago, I’m seconds away from exploding.

He clasps my hips and holds me in place. “Don’t move.”

I grin, and my sex clenches down on him. I like having the power in this situation. It’s a heady feeling.

“Shit.” His eyes slam shut, and his jaw twitches as if he’s trying to remain in control.

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