Page 67 of Unwillingly His

My girl only had eyes for me.

“Stella, are you okay?” I asked, looking down at her.

She nodded and traced her top lip with her tongue, making my cock stir.

I knew exactly how good those lips felt, and even though I had been in between them only a few hours ago, I wanted her again, and she clearly needed me.

“Behave, and you’ll get a treat after the match,” I growled out.

Someone handed me the ball, and I remembered we weren’t alone.

There was only so much I could say to her right now, so I gave her another heated look and then took the ball back to the field to play, handing it to the empire to reset.

I tried to focus on the game, but my mind was still on her.

This time, when I glanced over, I saw her staring at me.

The asshole from earlier was nowhere near her, probably taking the hint that maybe his attention was best spent elsewhere or maybe going off to the emergency room for a testicle retrieval.

I really didn’t care. What I did care about was that no other man dared go near her, and even if they did, I was pretty sure she wasn’t even going to notice.

“Get your fucking head in the game,” Luc came over and growled at me.

“The second you score as many goals as I have, then you can talk shit. Till then, sit your ass on your horse and do your goddamn job,” I said before getting back to work.

The second chukka was finally over, and it was time for my team to take a quick break, get some water, and regroup while the spectators went out on the field for the divot stomp.

At the last minute, I turned around and went back towards the VIP section.

Luc could handle the pep talk. I may have been captain, but that didn’t mean I did the whole warm-hearted speech or pep talk.

There were more important things to handle.

Stella looked so pretty in her blue sundress. Charlotte was on one side in a similar pink dress and Amelia a little further away in a green one.

Thankfully, Stella was just far enough away from them that I could talk to her without anyone overhearing. I hoped she had done that on purpose.

She kicked in a rather large divot and stomped it flat when I reached her.

“Are you having fun?” I asked, pulling up right beside her.

“I really am,” she said, looking up at me, her eyes still wide. “I had no idea polo could be so…” Her voice trailed off, her cheeks reddened a little, and so did her chest.

“So…what?” I prompted.

“Forceful?” she asked, thinking about it. “I didn’t know how violent it could be and how…” Her cheeks were a bright red as she grasped for the right words.

“Finish your sentence, baby girl.”

“Hot,” she said, her gaze on the ground in front of me.

I threw my head back with a laugh as I reached down for her.

Amelia, Luc, and Charlotte were all staring at me, but it didn’t matter.

They were too far away to hear me, so they could think whatever the fuck they wanted.

“I know what you mean, and I’ll tell you what.” I reached down and ran my hand through her soft hair.

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