Page 154 of Cruel Steps

“Yeah. Been a day.” I leaned forward, his digits slipping in deeper. I bit the inside of my cheek to stop the moan.

“Congrats on that. Are you excited about it?”

“Totes.” I nodded, not even knowing what I said. Jenny looked at me oddly, but let it go.

“Alright, I’ll see you later at practice.”

“Yup. Practice.” I nodded, a gasp leaving me. Jenny laughed, picked up her book, and headed in the other direction. As soon as she was out of sight, I turned into Colter and bit his shoulder as I came.

“That was so fucking hot, sweetheart. Grab your stuff and meet me in the study room.”

I didn’t have to be told twice. My body was taut with sexual need despite coming. I needed more. I shoved everything into my bag and headed to the study room, which no one used. It didn’t have a window, making it feel claustrophobic if you were there for hours. But it worked perfectly for hooking up.

The second the door was locked, Colter was on me. Our clothes flew off in a flurry until he spun and bent me over the table. Not having to use condoms had its advantages. Colter thrust into me, our moans filling the space. Anyone outside the room would know what we were doing, but that added to the appeal.

“The way you rode my finger while pretending to be studying will live rent-free in my head, sweetheart.”

Colter gripped my hips, using me to pull himself in and out so he didn’t injure his ribs. I pressed back, meeting him thrust for thrust. It didn’t take long for me to reach orgasm. Colter dominated my body and worked me over to the point I fell over the edge easily.

“Yes, Colter!”

“Come for me, Mer.” He pinched my nipple, and a second wave hit me, my body completely spent as he unloaded into me. “Fuck.” He groaned, his hips stilling as he rode out his orgasm. “Sex with you just gets better and better.”

“Mmhmm,” I mumbled, my brain offline still.

Colter laughed and pulled out. He grabbed the bag of wet wipes out of his bag and cleaned his cum from me. Disadvantage of no condoms… the mess. “This is the sexiest view. I love watching my cum run down your leg.”

“If I didn’t have practice and work, I’d let it.”

“You’re perfect, Mer.” He kissed my back and helped me up. Smiling, we redressed and checked that the coast was clear before leaving our secret room. Colter walked me to the field, heading off to sit on the bench since he hadn’t been cleared to play yet.

Practice went by quickly, and I took a quick shower to rinse off the sweat before dressing. Holden and Colter were both waiting for me when I exited, and we walked to the parking lot together. Tonight, Colter was coming to Ember for the first time. He’d argued that since Holden got to know where I worked, it was only fair. I couldn’t argue with him on that.

Today, we drove Rose’s car. The police suggested we vary the cars to make it harder for Monsieur Owen to track us. There hadn’t been any sign of him, and Detective Jennings said they’d have to pull the police cruiser next week.

Holden pushed his arm out in front of me, stopping me. “What?” I asked, then looked at the car. It was completely covered in roses.

Except when I looked at the ground, I realized the petals spelled a word.

Mine.

CHAPTER

FORTY-SIX

COLTER

After the police came and took photos and ensured the car wasn’t triggered with anything, we took Mer to work. Holden wanted her to call in, but she insisted that dancing would be the most helpful in dealing with her emotions, especially since she was starting in a new room tonight. Whatever that meant.

She’d called her boss and told him a watered-down version of what was happening since she would be late. He’d insisted she take the night off, too, but Mer was determined. When my girl wanted something, she was a force to be reckoned with.

After taking a seat in the small club area, I was amazed at the place. I couldn’t quit looking around. It gave the impression you’d stepped into a different place. “How did I not know this place existed?”

“Because you’ve been too busy studying and playing football the past four years,” Holden said.

I shrugged. He wasn’t wrong. But so had he, which begged the question, “How did you know about this place?”

“I didn’t. Not until I followed Em one night.”

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