Page 45 of Tame the Player

HOLDEN

It’s been two days since I’ve had Cat in my arms, and I miss her. She’s determined to keep things on the up and up when we’re doing therapy, and we haven’t had any extra alone time. The need to talk to her is intense.

I stare up at the ceiling of my bedroom, debating what I should do. Fuck it, what have I got to lose?

I pick up my phone off the bedside table. I take a deep breath and text her. “Hey.”

I roll my eyes as soon as I hit send.Real smooth, Gray.

She texts back almost immediately. “Hey.”

Encouraged that she didn’t just leave me on read, I reply, “I want to see you.”

My phone lights up with her reply. “You saw me all day.”

I lean up. “Are you coming to me or am I coming to you?”

The dots pop up that she’s typing, and then she stops. I type out really quick. “Don’t think about it. Just come to me, Cat.”

The dots never come back, and I’m about to stomp down the hallway when I hear a small knock on my door. I’m out of my bed and across the room like the speed of light. I pull the door open and gape at her. She’s smiling up at me, and it’s so good to see her smile that I pull her against me and kiss her like it’s my last dying breath.

She moans softly, pulling away. “The door… Cole…”

I shut the door and then draw her back into my arms. Her hands are everywhere, and I grab her arms to hold her in place. “We need to talk.”

“We’ve talked enough, Holden. Please, we have less than a month together, can we just enjoy it?”

“But—” I start and then stop when she pulls off her tank top, and her breasts are bared to me. It’s like all the blood rushes south and I forget what I was even going to say. She pushes me, and I easily fall backwards on the bed. She takes off her pantiesand shorts in one swoop and then dips her hands into each side of my underwear and pulls them down my hips and legs. My cock twitches as she climbs up to straddle me.

She doesn’t waste any time as she wraps her hand around my girth and positions me at her entrance. She slowly slides down my length, and it’s only when she’s fully seated that she lets out a long, satisfied breath.

She rocks back and forth, and I lean up, circling my arms around her back as I thrust into her. Her head has fallen back and her eyes are clenched closed. I’m so close already, but I refuse to let her make this just some booty call.

“Look at me, Cat.”

She shakes her head, and her hands go to my shoulders as she grinds into me.

“Dammit, look at me,” I whisper harshly.

She lifts her head and looks at me with a challenge.

“Look at me, Cat. I just want to look into your eyes while you use me to get off.”

She gasps. “I’m not using you.”

She puts her hands on my cheek and searches my face. “I’m not using you, Holden.”

I want to talk to her and tell her how I feel, butshe doesn’t want to hear it, so I appease myself by looking into her eyes as I drive into her.

I pull her hips up a little and hit her at a different angle. She groans, and her eyes start to drift closed. “Oh God.”

“No, look at me, baby. I want to see your pretty blues when you come.”

She pulls me tighter and stares into my eyes as she rides me. “It feels sooo good, Holden.”

“Yeah, baby. So good.”

She’s so close. I can feel the tiny spasm of her pussy walls, and her channel is slick and heated. She comes undone in my arms with her pupils huge in her eyes, but she never looks away. There’s so much emotion between us, and seeing the way she’s looking at me takes my orgasm to another level. I’ve never come looking into a woman’s eyes, and I’ll never do it again unless I’m with Cat.

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