Page 15 of Mistletoe Misconduct

“I have chronic migraines, and they’re downright debilitating.”

“Don’t you have health insurance? You’re required to by your team,” he says as if I’m not already aware.

“I do, but my migraines are refractory to all other medications I’ve tried. Lifestyle changes haven’t helped, and the only thing that consistently works is BioNeur, which isn’t covered under my formulary and there isn’t a generic. It’s almost twenty-seven hundred a month,” I explain, groaning as I wiggle out of his arms.

“Shit, I’m sorry, Lea. I hadn’t realized.”

I wave him off, not wanting nor needing his pity. “It’s fine, Kai. We all have shit, and based on your sudden change in attitude, you’re not exempt from that.”

“You’re right, I’m not.” He sighs, lying back on the bed. “But this helps, so thanks for letting me take part.”

I smirk down at him, pinching his stubbled chin between my forefinger and thumb. “The pleasure was all mine,” I say with a wink, and when I move to take my hand back, he grabs my wrist, pulling me on top of him.

Kai’s massive body rolls over me as we trade positions, with me on the bottom now.

I have to clench my thighs, need pulsing through me as he looks down at me. “I’d say it was pretty equal,” he huffs, and I feel his warm breath coast over my lips. He lowers his head as he snakes his hand down my abdomen toward the apex of my thighs. “I bet you thought about it all night,” he whispers, and he’s not wrong.

I nod, agreeing because there’s no use in denying it. I’ve wanted Kai my whole life. Now that I have him, I’m more than happy to take every ounce of him until he’s no longer willing to give it.

His fingers work between my thighs, pushing them apart. He toys with a small silk bow on the waistband of my sleep shorts, and finally, he slips his hand inside, cupping me.

A soft moan leaves my lips, and I arch off the bed, wrapping my arms around his neck to bring him impossibly close to me.

“This is just practice,” he whispers.

“For—” My voice wobbles. “For what?” I ask, my mind scrubbed clean of all responsibility and self-preservation.

“For our big show, angel. We need to get you those meds, and I’ve got some bills to pay. Practice makes perfect, so spread these pretty thighs and let me get my fill before you have to leave to catch your bus for the game tonight,” he says, his voice husky and full of need.

My body responds of its own accord. I’m unsure I could will it to disobey, even if I wanted to.

He’s sliding his finger through my folds, not penetrating yet, but I’m already soaked. I pout at him while he continues teasing me, and when my body is thoroughly on fire and I can’t take anymore, I whine, “Kai, you’re gonna have to give me more than that.”

“How much more?” he purrs, his voice so goddamn sexy I could come from that alone.

“Everything,” I moan.

He presses the pad of his thumb to my clit, lowering his lips to my ear. Goosebumps erupt over my arms as his lips tickle the shell of my ear.

“I don’t think you can handleeverything,” he taunts. “But I’m willing to let you try.” His pace speeds up, and he finally pushes his finger inside me, eliciting a loud, needy moan from me. Mycore clamps down around him, and I have to squeeze my eyes shut to recenter myself.

“You feel so good like this. So obedient as you take whatever I’m willing to give you,” he says. “Now if you want my dick buried inside this tight, wet pussy, you’re gonna fuckingbeg—”

His words are cut off by a sharp sound ringing out in the room. We shoot up in bed, looking around the room until our eyes land on his cell sitting on the nightstand. Kai scrambles off me, removing his finger and grabbing his phone. He answers the call without checking the screen, and the moment the phone is to his ear, he shoves his finger in my mouth. “Suck,” he commands, pressing the phone to his chest for a brief second to muffle the word.

I suck myself off of his finger, and when he’s satisfied, he pulls it from my mouth.

“Yeah,Liam. We’re doing great. Everything’s good here. Yeah, I’m sure a visit would be awesome,” he says.

My heart starts hammering in my chest at the mention of my brother’s name. God, this was a stupid fucking idea and Liam only acts as a reminder of that. I practically toss myself out of his bed, giving him an awkward wave before bounding out of there.

My eyes snag on a pill bottle on the top of his nightstand, but I don’t linger long enough to figure out what it is, not that it’s any of my business.

I wonder if his meds cost as much as mine and maybe that’s why he needs the money like I do.I think he would’ve told me that if it were the case though.

I shake the thought away and trudge back to my room to start getting ready for my game tonight.

Chapter twelve

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