Page 63 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

I swallowed hard as I looked at his abs. As soon as he reached me, he took the glass of water out of my hand and set it down on the counter. I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he put his hands on the counter on either side of me and looked down at me. It felt like my heart was beating out of my chest.

"So you got my note?" His eyes trailed down my body.

"Yes." I hated how eager my voice sounded. How was I this turned on without him even touching me? Whatever we had wasn't official yet. I needed to calm down.

"Let me shower real quick. I'll be right back." He let go of the counter.

What? "Don't." I ran my hands down his six pack.

"It'll just be a second. I went to the gym after work."

"I like the way you smell." He smelled like cinnamon and sweat. To me, that was the smell of sex. Just his scent made me wet. And I didn't want to wait. I had been waiting all day. "I want you right now, Rory." He had told me to just tell him whenever I wanted him. But it seemed weird to say. I could feel my face blushing.

"I could get used to this." He grabbed my ass and lifted me up. I quickly wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him.

He didn't hesitate to kiss me back. He squeezed my ass and began walking somewhere, but I didn't care where he was taking me. I buried my hands in his hair and deepened the kiss.

He set me down on the edge of the couch and pushed my shirt up the sides of my torso. I lifted up my arms as he pulled my shirt off the rest of the way. He tossed it behind the couch and leaned down to kiss me again.

I ran my hands down his abs and traced his happy trail with my fingertips. He moaned softly in my mouth. That was my new favorite sound. I decided to take advantage of the fact that he was wearing athletic shorts, and let my hand dip beneath them and his boxers. He was already fully erect. I wrapped my hand around his cock. He groaned again.

But then there was a creaking noise. Rory stepped back and looked over his shoulder. "Oh, shit," he mumbled. "Get dressed."

"What?"

The front door began to open. Fuck! I ducked down behind the couch and grabbed my shirt. I had just pulled it on when Connor and Jackson walked in. I should have taken Connor's key when I had the chance. "Hey, guys," I said and slowly rose. I ran my fingers through my hair.

Jackson looked back and forth between me and Rory.

"What are you guys doing here?" Rory asked. He didn't have his shirt on and there was a visible bulge in his shorts from his erection. I could feel myself blushing.

"It's the second Thursday of the month," Connor said.

Rory just stared at him.

"It's Throwback Thursday, man," Jackson said and lifted up a case of beer.

"Oh, right." He scratched the back of his neck. "Sorry guys, I forgot."

The four of us just stood there in silence for a second.

"What is Throwback Thursday? Do you guys like look at old pictures and drink beer?" I asked, trying to break the silence.

"No, we just drink beer and watch whatever game is on T.V." Connor walked in and sat down on the couch.

"Isn't that just Thirsty Thursday?"

"Well we used to call it that. But Jackson always gets really drunk and starts talking about all his exes."

"I don't do that." Jackson laughed and sat down in the chair next to the couch. "It's called Throwback Thursday because we literally throw back tons of beer. No reminiscing."

I looked up at Rory.

"Sorry," he mouthed silently at me. He sat down on the opposite side of the couch as Connor.

"Okay, well I'll let you guys watch your game or get super drunk or whatever it is you actually do." I was so horny. I couldn't just sit there next to Rory. I wish he had just told them to leave.

"Oh, no, Keira, you can join us," Rory said. "There's a Phillies game on. I know you like watching all those sexy players." He smiled at me.

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