Page 40 of Anti Player

“Wow, this is quite the suite,” she says, and she twirls around.

I walk up to her. She swallows. “I want to kiss you.”

She looks timid and possibly nervous, but I’m impatient for the first time in my life.

I wrap my arms around her back and draw her in close to me. “Are you nervous?”

She nods. “I can’t believe this is real.”

“Don’t be nervous. I’m not experienced with sex but I will make it good for you,” I assure.

“I feel like I’ve entered some kind of fantasy world. You’re friends with my brothers. This isn’t allowed.” She giggles nervously.

“It will be our little secret.” Holding her this close, our faces almost touching, makes my blood run hot.

“Our little secret,” she repeats quietly. “Shit, that sounds hot.”

I crash my lips to hers. She kisses me back with as much heat as I’m dishing. I feel the kiss touching every point in my body, igniting sparks of passion within me. Our tongues mingle and dance, and she tastes like forbidden sweetness, her hands roaming over my shoulders and back.

I break the kiss and we are both panting. “I got you food. I thought you’d be hungry.” I tilt my chin to the food cart behind her back. She turns her head to look at it. I forgot I wanted to feed her first because seeing her got me all excited.

“I ate something small when I went home to change. We can have it after,” she says.

I nod and kiss her again. I start slow but there is this burning feeling inside me, and she must feel it too because her fingers thread through my hair and she deepens the kiss. Passion is clearly not going to be a problem between us.

“Wrap your legs around my waist,” I urge. “I’ll take you to the bed.”

She lifts one leg to my waist and I help her with the other, propping her up so she can wrap her legs around my waist. I walk us over to the bed and lay her on her back.

When I stand back up, I remove the T-shirt I am wearing. She removes her tank top, revealing a lace bra.

“Shit, Maddie, you’re gorgeous,” I compliment, taking her in. Her hair is splayed across the bed, her pert nipples peek through the lace, her stomach is tanned, and her curves are glorious. She squirms on the bed.

“This doesn’t feel real,” she replies.

“It feels surreal to me too. I’ve waited so long . . .”

“Come here,” she invites, her voice low and sexy. I move toward her and she sits up and takes my hand. “Have a seat.” She pats the bed beside her, and I take a seat. She crawls intomy lap and then we are kissing again. My cock is rock hard at her center as she rocks into me. My hands are running up and down her back and everything is moving so fast, which has never happened to me before, but it’s like neither of us can get enough of one another. I stand with her on my lap and flip her on the bed. Then I am kissing her neck. Any hesitation I was feeling flies out the window. I knead her left breast with one hand and use my other to undo her bra.

“You seem to know what you’re doing.” Maddie smirks.

“I said I was a virgin; I didn’t say I don’t have experience,” I clarify.

“Oh.” Her mouth forms the sound she is making.

I smile and then I dip my head and suck her nipple. I flick it with my tongue while my other hand kneads her other breast.

I move to her other nipple, licking and flicking it with my tongue.

“That feels really good,” she says, running her hands through my hair while pushing her crotch into my cock.

“Are you wet, Maddie?” I ask her.

She nods.

“Did you get wet for me last night too?” I ask.

“Kaleb,” she sighs, but it also sounds like a plea.

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