Page 8 of Well Played

“I understand,” I whispered.

“Good.” He traced the seams on the insides of my purple tights beneath my short, black skirt. “I like these.”

“I like them too,” I admitted.

“Then I’ll buy you more.” His hand gripped right over my pussy and ripped hard.

The tearing sound barely covered the yelp that came from me, but it didn’t matter. His mouth slammed over mine, swallowing my small scream as his fingers found bare flesh and pushed inside.

I screamed again as he fingered me brutally and he swallowed those noises too, his tongue echoing the motion between my legs. Solace was everywhere, arched over me, filling my mouth and my pussy. Thick fingers, thick tongue, bruising leaving me aching for more of him.

Barely able to breathe, I twisted beneath him but he refused to let me up. My hips bucked against the heel of his hand that rubbed against my clit. The world whitened out within seconds as my breath stuttered, and his free hand caught the back of my head before it thumped onto the desktop.

“Christ, Hallie. So wet and tight.” The manic light never left his dark eyes as he came back into focus. “I can’t wait to stretch that pretty little pussy out.”

I whimpered as he played between my legs, each movement making a horrific sloshing sound that drew heat from my nipples to my cheeks and somehow managed to increase my arousal rather than dampen it.

“This is— we—” I gasped sentence fragments, my legs shaking.

“Tonight I'll stay late. In the gym,” Solace panted above me, rubbing himself against my body. “You’ll wear these tights wet and open like this for the rest of the day. I want you to think about how drenched you are right now, the sorts of noises you’re making for me. And when your work is finished, and you can’t stand it anymore, I want you to come and find me. Then we can do something about this.” He withdrew his fingers and tapped my pussy once, twice. I screamed softly as the wet sound reverberated around us. “Do you understand?” His mouth crashed against mine before I could answer.

I nodded frantically through his kiss. “I understand, Solace.”

“Good girl,” he breathed, trailing kisses along my jaw as he played gently between my legs like I was his personal playground. “So beautiful. Fuck, I can’t wait to see all of you bare for me.”

A low moan filled the space between us and it took a moment before I figured out it came from me.

Solace closed his eyes, sucking in a shuddering breath. “Do that again and I’ll fuck you right now,” he murmured, squeezing my thighs with wet fingers.

I stilled, trying to close my hands around his wrists, and failed. He nodded, seeming to get himself under control, and pulled me back up.

“You gonna be all right for the rest of the day?” HIs lips touched the corner of mine in a barely there kiss I struggled to associate with the man who just tore me a new one–literally.

“I think I like it when you’re gentler,” I confessed, tugging my skirt down and avoiding his eyes.

His knuckles caught beneath my chin, forcing my face to his. Reluctantly, I met his gaze, losing myself in those charcoal eyes instantly.

“As long as you keep that sort of behavior between just us from now on, I’ll stay gentle with you. But moan like that where my boys can hear?” His hand wrapped around my nape, dragging me closer. “Beautiful, I’ve got limits. I don’t share, and you’re mine.”

I struggled to breathe. “You don’t have a claim on me.” The room shrank to just us, too tight.

I can't do this again.

But it’s different this time.

I closed my eyes, squeezed them shut tight.

“Look at me, Hallie,” he ordered.

I took a full breath in and out while he massaged the back of my neck before I managed to open my eyes, shocked when they filled with tears. “I can’t do this again.”

“Tell me.” The same order, but gentler this time.

He had promised.

“I—” I bit my lip, starting without meaning to let the words out. I’d never told anyone else what happened with Travis. Just let the media believe we fell apart for all the reasons a girl like me didn’t suit a pro hockey player. “He liked puck bunnies,” I whispered. “And I’m nothing like them.”

Solace’s face hardened. “He cheated on you?”

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