Page 83 of The Player's Club

“Go faster.”

I chuckled. “I don’t want to tonight.”

“But I need you to.” She arched when I played with her entrance.

I kissed her harder at the same time as I pushed my index finger inside her tight pussy. She shivered; I massaged her ass with my left hand as my right played with her.

I knew exactly how to make her come. Even then, I wanted to draw things out. I wanted to watch the pleasure rise and crest on her expressive face.

She was biting her lip as I circled her clit with my thumb. She kept trying to press herself harder against me. I shook my head and held her still against my gentle hands.

“Patience,” I said.

She just groaned and writhed.

I watched as the orgasm slowly built inside her. Her nipples peaked; her body flushed a deeper red; her juices flowed down my hand with every stroke I made. When I pushed a second finger inside her and rubbed her clit just how she liked it, her eyes flew open.

“Mac,” she panted. “I’m coming—”

I kissed her the moment she came against my hand, her sheath tight as a vise now. She moaned as I slicked my tongue against her own.

I only let her rest for a moment before I took hold of my cock and pushed it inside her still-contracting pussy. Elodie let out a cry of delight.

I fucked her as I held her close. I raised her leg over my hip, giving myself leverage. I returned to kissing her as I thrust inside her.

I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. It didn’t help that Elodie was wild in my arms, her second orgasm building quickly and with more intensity than the first.

I shoved hard inside her, going as deep as I could, and then I let out a long groan as I came hard. Elodie yelled my name, her fingernails digging into my shoulders as she shuddered.

I didn’t want to part from her. I kept kissing her, half-hard cock still inside her, loving the way she wrapped around me.

When had I become completely obsessed with this woman? I had a feeling it was the moment we’d first met. She’d made a home for herself and the thought of letting her go was now unbearable.

“I think I’m falling for you,” I said, stroking her cheek.

Her eyes widened. “But that’s not part of the contract.”

I couldn’t tell if she was joking. I just shook my head, kissing her nose. “Does it matter?”

She didn’t say anything, but she didn’t pull away either. She just wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. I took that to mean she felt similarly.

Were we making a huge mistake? At that moment, everything felt right. But I also knew that I wasn’t the type of man Elodie needed.

She craved stability. She craved a man who wanted to marry her and give her children. She deserved the white-picket fence.

Could I give her that?

I didn’t know. But as I rolled on top of Elodie, still kissing her, I couldn’t help but hope that I could be the man she needed.

ELODIE

I awoke to my phone ringing. And ringing. I thought it went to voicemail, but it kept ringing. Mac groaned and rolled over in his sleep. I grabbed my phone and grimaced when I saw that it was Roy.

“Andrews!” he barked, making me jump. “What the fuck is going on?”

“Uh, care to elaborate?”

“Yeah, I’ll fucking elaborate. I just saw you all over social media. You were spotted with that hockey player, holding hands and everything. I thought that story was dead! What aren’t you telling me?” I had to hold the phone away from my ear since Roy was practically roaring at me. I scurried downstairs in the hopes that Mac hadn’t heard any of the phone call. That would be a nightmare.