Page 12 of Well Played

“How do you know,” she gasped, rocking with me, the sounds of her arousal sucking along my drenched cock. “I looked for youall day. You weren’t–” Tears sprang to her eyes as she stared at me in utter desperation. “You weren’tthere.”

My hand tightened on the back of her neck bringing her impossibly closer. “I was there, watching you, little office girl. I made sure all your things were in the kitchen between training rounds and shoots. I made sure the doors were locked after everyone left. I made sure you had enough coffee and time to work while I thrashed myself fucking stupid in here and didn’t bend you over your desk and fuck you into oblivion before you were ready. I made ityourchoiceto come to me tonight. Fuck, I made sure no one else would be here to see you,” I growled, my voice cracking.

So much for not telling her.

Her eyes widened in surprise, or maybe something else. Those thighs clamped about me, trembling as she came hard. A soft noise I hadn't heard from her before elicited from her lips as she tipped her head back. Every part of her softened. Heat soaked my cock as I held her trembling body when she couldn’t hold herself up.

“Fuck, that was beautiful.” I stared at her, a lump forming in my throat I could barely speak around. “Jesus, I love you.”

Her fingers shook on my shoulders where they curled for purchase, slipping on my sweat beaded skin. “You can’t say that,” she whispered, her voice a bare thread as her head tipped forward.

I cradled her into my shoulder, lifting her hips and ignored that last. “I’m going to fuck you now,” I said gently, positioning my cock at her entrance, easing the head into her tight, flooded pussy.

Her whine grew as I pushed in, nails clawing against my chest. “Solace, I can’t–”

“You can,” I murmured, stroking her neck. She curled into me but I held her back a little, needing to see her face. “Am I hurting you?”

“N– No, the pressure is a lot,” she whimpered, wiggling her hips and managed to take another inch of me.

I groaned, and clamped my hands to her waist. “Fuck me, beautiful. I’ll last less than ten seconds if you do that.”

She raised her head, a sassy look in her eye that I’d come to associate with her brand of defiance. “Yeah?” She panted, straightening and pressed her hands to my shoulders. “So I'm in control if I do…” She pushed down, her thighs squeezing my hips as she took my length almost in one.

I gritted my teeth, holding her gaze. “Fuck, beautiful. That’s a sight I’ll never forget.”

Or a feeling. My balls tried to draw up, but I cramped a leg and flexed my foot, drawing back from the edge fast. When I could get a breath in, Hallie's perfectly plump ass pressed to my balls, and she moaned, her pussy strangling my cock deep and tight.

She stared at me, her thighs trembling and I knew she’d reached her limit. Hell, I was close to mine.

Cupping her hips gently, I squeezed and lifted her easily, sliding her up my length and bringing her down again, testing the feel of her, how she took me. Small whines grew from her lips as I increased the pace. “Going okay?” I asked, finding her mouth with mine in a sweet kiss that brought me back to the edge when her tongue toyed with mine.

Christ, this girl… When I told her I loved her it was no line. I’d followed her for weeks, thought about nothing but her. She was in my fucking blood. I knew I’d had my eye on her for longer than she thought of me, and I was good to wait, if that’s what she needed. But I never said I’d be fair about it.

If giving her orgasms, spoiling her, and stalking her at work meant earning brownie points for my case, I’d do what it took to make her fall for me, too.

She moaned loud into my mouth, and I was done.

My fingers sank into her beautiful flesh as I drove her onto my cock, shoving my hips up at an increasing pace, railing her from below. Her short nails sank into my shoulders as I fucked her, ruining her as she marked me. Promo shots might have to be with a shirt on for a while. I didn’t care. Her tits were back in my face. I caught a nipple with my teeth, sucking and licking until her pussy contracted, then bit down lightly.

She detonated on me, creaming on my cock like it was her favourite sort of eclair. Her scream reverberated around the gym, and I knew every time I walked into this room I'd hear that sound. She rode me through her orgasm, running it into the next. Those thighs never stopped trembling as I pounded her from below, finally releasing my hold on my own pleasure.

Her name met her screams as I roared, tipping my head back and filled her to overflowing. Those thighs clamped around me as she sank to my shoulders, sobbing and trembling and moaning.

My heart slammed into my ribcage as I threaded my hands through her hair and cradled her spent form to my body. It took more than one try to stand before I could carry her to the showers on trembling legs of my own. As much as I wanted to make her walk out of here with my cum trailing down the insides of her edible thighs, I had better plans for cleaning her up, starting with my tongue.

5

HALLIE

A handful of days after Solace took me to the bus—I wouldn’t let him take me home–f-rom our night in the gym I swore my legs still shook whenever he walked into the office. Or the kitchen, or whatever room I was in at the time. His looks never changed, always watching, always careful, unless we were alone. Then they grew heated and, well, so did everything else.

Not that we hid anything—the team and WAGS and office knew something was going on between us—because he seemed to gravitate toward me, or just plain stalked me every time I moved. But he never touched me or kissed me in plain view out of respect of my plea not to jeopardise the job I still wasn’t sure if I loved or hated, except that it allowed me more time near him.

Nor had I forgotten that he told me he loved me that night, though he hadn’t said anything similar since. As always, no pressure, a respectful distance while I made up my own mind. Until we were together—then he was the filthiest, dirtiest player out there.

Forcing my thoughts back to my work for the day, I topped up my coffee in the kitchen, all too aware he leaned against the wall opposite, shrinking the small room.

“You gonna come home with me tonight, beautiful?” he asked in a low voice.

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