Page 33 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

in the air. He ran his fingers down my spine and over my ass.

"What do you want, Keira?"

"You," I panted. The waiting was driving me insane.

"You want my cock deep inside your tight pussy? Is that what you want?"

I whimpered at his words.

"I can tell you like it rough." He rubbed his hand over my ass. "You’re dripping from just my words. Now tell me what you want."

I had never been so aroused in my life. I couldn't take it anymore. "Fuck me, Rory. Please fuck me."

"Keira, I'm going to fuck you." He grabbed my hips. "Hard." He thrust himself deep inside of me, deeper than anyone had ever been.

I gasped. He moved slowly, stretching me wide. His cock was so big that it hurt. But he was being gentle as I adjusted to the thickness of his massive erection. And soon all I could feel was the pleasure. My whole body felt alive. I arched my back and he thrust himself even deeper, filling me with every inch of him.

I moaned. Fuck this feels good. He grabbed my hips and pumped his length in and out of me. I pushed against his mattress to match his thrusts. He dug his fingers into my hips as he moved faster. He tilted his cock up against my g-spot and my whole body shuddered.

"Yes!" I pushed against the edge of the mattress and forced him even deeper.

He grabbed my hair and tilted my head back. I arched my back as he slammed his hard cock inside me. I could feel myself clench around him. But before I could come he pulled out of me and flipped my body over again. I felt the bed sag as he leaned over top of me. But he wasn't touching me. I wanted him back inside of me.

"Rory, please," I begged. "I'm so close."

Finally I felt his fingers on the sides of my face. He slowly lowered my blindfold.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes." He was even sexier than I had remembered. His hair was mussed up and his body glistened with sweat. I wrapped my arms around the back of his neck and kissed him. He seemed surprised, but immediately kissed me back. While he kissed me, he guided his cock back inside of me.

I let my hands wander down his strong back. I grabbed his firm ass and gyrated my hips.

He bit my lip softly and pulled away. He looked down at me. His hands were on either side of my face. With every thrust his biceps flexed, making me tremble. He was so sexy. He slammed his massive cock deep inside of me and groaned. I reached up to grab the back of his neck so that he'd kiss me again. But he grabbed my hands and held them firmly over my head.

He moved his hips faster and faster. "Come for me, Keira."

His words were my undoing. I tilted my head back and let myself surrender to him. I felt myself clench around his massive erection. My whole body shuddered as my orgasm crashed down on me. I could feel his cock pulse inside of me as he came, making me shudder again. He groaned as he found his own release. He pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside me.

I turned and stared into Rory's piercing hazel eyes. A one night stand seemed a lot like the best sex I had ever had. Crap.

Part 2

Chapter 16

I watched Rory's chest rise and fall with each breath. I bit my lip. This wasn't how I was supposed to be feeling. It was supposed to just be a one night stand! I had been so focused on getting him to want me that I never really thought about how I'd feel if it actually happened.

Emily had warned me that I couldn't handle this. And she was right. She was always right. Why did I never listen to her advice? Sex had never just been sex to me. It was sensual and intimate and romantic. It was all those things with Rory too. No. It was better. He knew my body better than I did myself. He had made me feel things I had never felt before.

Rory moaned in his sleep and turned toward me in the bed. The smell of cinnamon mixed with his sweat was the most intoxicating aroma I had ever smelled in my life. A part of me wanted to flee his room so I wouldn't have to look at him anymore. But something was holding me back. If this really was the only time I'd ever be with him, I wanted to revel in it. I wanted to remember the curve of his biceps and how soft his skin was and how his muscles felt pressed against me. Just the thought made me shudder.

I reached out and lightly touched the scruff along his jaw line. How long would one night stands be all he wanted? He'd eventually want more. Marriage, children, the big picture? He had to. I definitely wouldn't mind waking up to his beautiful face every morning.

I shook my head. What am I doing? Staying here in this moment was just going to make living with him harder. All he wanted was sex. He couldn't have made that any more clear. It didn't matter how I felt. I forced myself to quietly climb out of his bed.

I was able to find my shoes in the dark, but I had no idea where my thong and bra were. It didn't matter. I just needed to get out of there. I quickly went into the hallway and closed the door behind me.

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