Page 204 of Out of Bounds

“You should be sorry," he whispered through gritted teeth. “Kassie, tell me you’re coming to the next game.”

“I—I can’t—”

“Just fucking lie to me.”

My heart squeezed painfully in my chest but I’d give him what he wanted a thousand times over and if this was what he wanted to hear, I’d say it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed the side of his face. “I’m so—so sorry for missing the game, baby. I’ll be at the—at the next one.” A beat passed and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to kick away the horrible feeling of lying to him. “I promise.”

He wrapped his hand around his cock and pushed it against my sex.

“I’ll be right there, baby,” I whispered, a catch in my throat as I tried to breathe through him easing into me. “Wearing your jersey, letting—letting everyone know who owns this pussy.”

“That’s right,” he breathed out, rocking against me.

“And I’ll wait for you in the car after your game.” I ran my fingers through his hair, my legs wrapped around him. “Completely naked with the tinted windows to show you howproudI am. You can do everything to me, baby.”

“Yes,” he hissed out, thrusting into me.

“Show you how much I—I missed you,” I barely said, breathing just as heavily as he was.

“I missed you so fucking much,” he rasped.

Pleasure radiated off of his body. He loved this. He loved picturing it. Leaning back, he knotted his fingers through my hair and gazed at me, eyes wild, before he crashed his lips to mine, kissing me hard, demanding my attention.

"I—I can’t multitask like you can," I panted. My peak was right around the corner and kissing took legitimate concentration, I couldn’t kiss him while my body was unspooling. "I’m—I’m close—"

His eyes darkened and he kissed me again, fucking me hard.

I pulled away from him, gulping in air. “And at the hotel—?”

“The hotel?” he repeated, thrusting into me.

“After the game, bend me over and over again.” I jerked up. My whole body was seizing up, but I had to concentrate. “Take what yours, baby. Use me. Fuck me until come’s dripping between my—”

“I’m going to come,” he stopped me, locking me close. “Kassie, I’m going to come. Fuck—I’m coming—I’m coming—”

His cock jerked inside of me and I moaned, unable to hold on anymore while he pumped his come deep inside of me. The orgasm washed over me and I tightened my grip on him, unable to do anything but shake.

Long moments passed and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to come down off the high.

"Don’t move," he muttered, untangling me to reach down and kiss my neck. "Kassie, don’t move, I need all of my come inside of you."

I whimpered but I didn’t move. Not an inch.

Gently, Ryan eased into me again and swore under his breath, pushing his come deeper inside while I dripped on the bed. He took steady breaths, still rocking inside of me, and finally sighed in relief, kissing my neck.

"Thank you," he rasped, pulling out.

After that, I literally couldn’t move. I stared up at the wall, wonderfully fucked, sleepy beyond belief, but the longer I laid there, the worse I felt. Ryan wanted me to lie to him. That’s how badly he wanted me there.

“Ready for a shower?” He chuckled, running his fingers across my stomach.

I shivered and gazed up at him. “Hey?”

“Yeah?”

“You know I want to go, right?”

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