Page 15 of The Hat Trick

“Let me feel you come on my cock, baby, give it to me.” His pace is punishing as he pinches my clit, and I go off.

I yell out his name as my muscles contract around him, and I’m lost in the pleasure, lost in him. He pushes me down even harder as his thrusts become erratic and I can feel how close he is. My orgasm feels like it continues forever as I feel him reach his own peak, groaning with his own release. My name on his lips as he lets go.

I feel limp as I sag against the couch, our sweat slick bodies clinging to each other, the only sound is our heavy breathing. Eventually, he slips out of me, and I let out a soft sound at the loss of fullness, wanting it back almost immediately. I don’t know what I expected to happen after the pleasure faded for both of us, but it certainly wasn’t Vince guiding me up onto my couch with him, holding my naked body against his while he drapes a blanket around us both.

“What are you doing?” I ask, somewhat confused about what is happening.

“Cuddling?” He chuckles.

I sit up slightly so I can look at him, that defined jawline that has a light layer of stubble on it, and those ice blue eyes. “Are you always a cuddler after sex?”

“Are you complaining?”

I shake my head. “No, just surprised I guess.”

“Why?”

“I just didn’t expect it.”

“Clearly, you need to get to know me better.”

I smile, nuzzling closer to his hard body while his arms hold me tightly against him. I don’t tell him that I hope I get the chance to know him better, because I don’t know if this is a one-time thing for him, and I don’t want to risk the rejection.

My eyes start to flutter closed when he speaks again, “We leave for a two-week road trip tomorrow.”

“Oh, a road trip sounds fun,” I mumble, still feeling like I’m close to falling asleep.

He chuckles beneath me. “A road trip is a series of games on the road, not an actual road trip.”

Suddenly, it registers what he’s saying, and I sit up. “Right, of course, so you should probably go home then.”

I start to stand up, but he stops me with a hand on my thigh. “That’s not why I was telling you that. I didn’t want you to feel like I just left without letting you know.”

“It’s okay, it’s not like you’re actually my boyfriend.” I wave him off.

He furrows his brows. “Sure, but you’re not just a one-night stand to me, Chandler.”

“Oh, uh, right, sure.” I don’t know what to say, I’m not delusional to think that a man like Vince Dumont is suddenly only going to sleep with me when he’s about to be gone for two weeks on the road, probably having women throw themselves at him night after night.

“I mean that.”

“Look, Vince, I would love to do this again, you’re amazing and obviously hot as fuck, but I know expecting you to only sleep with just me isn’t realistic, so I just want you to know I don’t expect that either.”

He gives me a surprised look. “You don’t?”

“Nope, I’m good with this situation being casual.” I smile, though the thought of him treating any other woman like he’s been treating me makes my stomach hurt a little.

“Sure, casual.” He gives me a strained look, and seems like he wants to say something else, but instead says, “Does casual mean I should go home?”

I think about it for a second before smiling slightly. I know I should tell him to go home because asking him to stay definitely isn’t casual. Plus I don’t know if Audrey is going to come home tonight or if she’s going to end up crashing at another friend’s house, but his arms around me feel too good, and I’m too tired to think about much else anymore.

“Not unless you want to,” I answer, sinking back against him.

“Nope, I’m good.” He wraps his arms around me once again, pulling me against him as he lays down on the couch, and it only takes a few moments before I’m peacefully asleep.

7

Chandler’s soft breathing fills the room while she sleeps. Even though I’m exhausted, I don’t want to go to sleep quite yet. I know once I do, morning will come and then I’ll have to get on the plane with my teammates. I love what I do, I love my life, but there’s only been two other times I haven’t wanted to leave.

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