“C’mere,” I ordered.
“What?” she asked and furrowed her brow.
I patted my lap. “Come over here.”
She hesitated, but then she stood up and walked over to me. I pulled her into my lap and wrapped my arms around her waist. “Why did you want me to do this?” she asked.
I took my phone out and hit the camera button. “So we can take a selfie together.”
I kissed her temple and took the picture. I pulled back from her, but she didn’t move off my lap, rather curled into my neck. I went into the app, selected my filters, adjusted the photo, and wrote a mindless caption. ‘Glad to be playing in Philly, so I’m never missing my girl again.’ I watched the heart notifications come in almost instantly, and I set my phone down on the table.
Veronica pulled back to look at me. “Should we talk about our story?”
I nodded. “I told my teammates we’ve been casually hooking up, and now we’re giving it a go.”
“Okay, good plan. I need to tell Olivia the truth. Is that okay?”
“Whose Olivia?” I asked.
“My best friend. The shop receptionist,” she explained. “She seemed hurt today when she found out we were dating. I tell her everything.”
“Okay…she won’t say anything, right?”
She shook her head, the black and red strands bouncing against my jaw.
I pushed one of those strands behind her ear and rubbed my thumb across her cheek. God, this woman drove me wild, but I had to remember this was all pretend. I just got out of a ten-year relationship, and I wasn’t trying to get into another one. But if she was into it, I would be okay with having a little fun. I never had a fuck buddy before, but there was always room to figure it out.
“Blaise…” she breathed.
“Tell me to stop,” I said as I fisted her hair and slanted my mouth onto the side of her neck.
“Mmm…” she moaned and tipped her head back to give me more access.
“Tell me,” I breathed in her ear. I shifted so she was straddling my thighs, and my other hand went to her ass.
“No…” she moaned.
“No what, V?” I asked.
“Don’t stop,” she begged.
My cock thickened against my leg, and she had to feel it pressed up against her spread thighs. She looked so hot in that plaid skirt; I wanted to bend her over and fuck her from behind in it. I gripped her hair harder, and she cried out at the sensation while I finally pressed my lips to hers.
She kissed me back roughly, biting my bottom lip and grinding herself against me. Our tongues battled each other, and she slid her hands around the back of my neck, one hand plunged into my short hair. At that moment, I missed having my long hockey flow. I loved getting my hair gripped hard in the throes of passion.
“I want to take you upstairs,” I growled against her lips.
She nodded.
“V, do you want this? Are you okay with this?”
“I knew as soon as I said no sex, I’d cave. Why do you have to be so hot?”
I chuckled and stood up from the chair, holding her against me. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and I carried her upstairs to my bedroom. As soon as the door shut, I pressed her against it and kissed her hard. My cock strained to be inside her again while my hands slid underneath her skirt and cupped her pussy. I felt her arousal through the thin fabric of her underwear. I pushed it aside and slid my finger across her seam.
“Don’t be a tease,” she whined. She ground her hips against my hand, trying to get me to find her entrance and slam my finger inside.
“Hey, who’s in charge here?” I growled and removed my hand.
She whimpered at the loss and tightened the grip of her legs around my waist.
“You be a good girl, and I’ll give you what you want.”
“I’m not a good girl,” she insisted. “I’m a bad girl. I need someone to teach me a lesson.”
I cocked an eyebrow at her. “Yeah? Do I need to spank you tonight?”
“It’s the only way I’ll learn,” she said with a sly smile.
This fucking woman. So naughty, and I loved it.
I walked us further into the room and set her down on her feet. I sat on the edge of my bed and gestured to her clothes.
She slipped her black sweater over her head to reveal a black lacy push-up bra. Then she shimmied the skirt down her hips to reveal a matching lacy black thong.
“The rest,” I ordered.
She unhooked her bra, turned around, and wiggled her ass at me as she slid the thong down off her hips.
“C’mere you,” I ordered, my voice thick with my arousal. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
She came over to me, and in a flash, I had her over my knees, my hands sliding down the smooth skin of her exposed cheeks. I gripped her hair in one hand while my other hand swung down to spank her cute little ass.
“You gonna be a good girl now?”
She shook her head.
I slapped her ass harder this time. “How about now?”
She nodded into the bed, and holy fuck, it was sexy to have her over my knee, letting me dominate her.
“Who’s in charge?” I asked after another slap. Her ass cheeks were pink from my hand, and I rubbed my palm against her skin to soothe the injured spot.
“You are,” she whimpered.
“That’s right, sweets.”
I flipped her onto her back, and her hair spread out like a cloud on my comforter. I hadn’t expected this to happen tonight. I thought she was going to be firm about the no-sex thing.
I got up from the bed and unbuttoned my shirt, dragging it off my wide-set shoulders. I unbuttoned my jeans and did the slow undressing thing again.
“Blaise…” she whined from her place on the bed.
“My terms, remember?”
“Please, I want you now.”
I went even slower at taking my boxers off. I kicked my clothes to the side and crawled into bed beside her. I lifted her off the comforter and pushed back the sheet so we were both underneath it. I realized I never turned the light on, which was a bummer because I couldn’t see her in all her glory, but sex in the dark could be fun, too.
I leaned over and kissed her, my hand traveling down her gorgeous body and giving her tit a little squeeze.
“More,” she begged.
“More what?” I asked.
“Blaise, please touch me. I’m so horny right now. I need you.”
“You need me, huh?” I asked while I traveled down her body, stopping to lick and suck at her awesome tits.
She held me against her chest while I feasted on her. She moaned at the sensation of my tongue on her nipple, but I moved on quickly. I pressed tiny kisses down her stomach, getting closer to the sweet spot between her thighs.
“You don’t have to,” she said.
I put her legs over my shoulders and looked up at her with a grin. “Woman, don’t tell me what to do. I want to make you come on my tongue before you do it again on my cock.”
“Fuck…” she breathed as I bent my head and gave her that first lick.
I tried not to moan into her while I tasted her again. She tasted so sweet, and the way she moaned made me do figure-eights with my tongue. I sucked on her clit, and her thighs shook against my head. I licked her slowly and deliberately, smiling while she moaned and writhed against my mouth.