Page 41 of Tame the Player

I cut her off. “I’m clean.”

She leans forward, putting her hands on my chest. I’m not sure if she realizes it or not, but she’s pushing her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy into my stomach. “Talk to me, baby. Tell me I can go in you bare.”

“I’m clean and I’m on the pill, but…”

She stops, and I put my hands on her hips to pull her tighter against my body. She’s so reactive, and she moans as she grinds into me. “Talk to me, Cat. Will you take me bare?”

She nods. “I trust you.”

It’s like a hit to the solar plexus, and I don’t take her words lightly. “Ride me, baby.”

She lifts up and wraps her hand around my length, positioning me at her entrance. She sucks in a breath as she lowers herself on me, and her whole body starts to tremble. She’s tight like a vise on my dick, and I give her time to adjust to me. When she sinks a little farther, I’m concentrating on not coming right here, right now. She feels so good, and I tell her so. “Fuuuuck, You feel like you were made for me.”

“I need to move, Holden.”

I lean up and put my hands on her hips. “Move, baby.”

She lifts up and slams back down. She twirls herhips, finding what she likes, and it’s pure torture, but I grit my teeth and take it. “That’s it, Cat. Can you give me another one?”

She laughs and shakes her head. “There’s no way.”

I flip her to her back, lift her knees to her chest, and drive into her. She gasps and hooks her feet on my shoulders.

“Deep… you’re so deep, Holden.”

“Come for me, Cat.”

“Arghhh.” She grunts as I pummel into her.

I reach between us and press a finger to her sensitive clit. It instantly sets her off, and she clamps on to me until I have to force myself in and out.

Her head is thrown back, her whole body pulled taut, and she feels so perfect that I can’t hold back another second. I let myself go and thrust into her, painting her insides until I’m spent and half out of my mind.

We’re both heaving our breaths, and I’m trying to keep my weight off her, but she has her arms around me, holding me to her.

She pulls me tight to her, but I resist. “I’m going to squash you, Cat.”

She doesn’t release me, though; if anything, sheholds me tighter. “Please, hold me, Holden. I just need you to hold me.”

I let my body sink against hers. I’m still buried inside her, but I’m not complaining. As our breaths even out, I nuzzle into her neck. “I need to get up.”

I feel her chest expand as she takes a deep breath. Is there disappointment in her voice? “Okay.” She releases her hold on me.

I pull out of her and then move to lie next to her. “You ready?”

Her eyes pop open, and she looks at me. “Ready for what?”

“A shower… food… and then round two?”

She leans up on her elbows. “Round two?”

I cup the side of her face. I want to tell her that this was perfect and that I want her and Cole to stay here, but I keep it to myself. “Yeah, round two, round three… whatever we can fit into tonight. And then tomorrow we’re picking up Cole and—”

She half-whispers, “And then we’ll be back to friends.”

I chuckle and shake my head. “Oh, we’re more than friends.”

She puts her hand to my chest. “Holden, we agreed—”

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