Page 9 of My Little Secret

Chapter 4

HAWK

I tensedas her fingers traced the outline of my cock through the briefs. Everything she did made it jump to attention, like maybe now would be its turn. After she’d come undone in my arms, I didn’t trust myself to not take it further. My mind only saw one outcome.

“Maybe you shouldn’t,” I murmured, half-heartedly stilling her wrist. It was the last thing I wanted to do. But sex before a match was one of the biggest no-no’s in the sport.

“I need to at least see him,” she whispered, giving me doe eyes that could have convinced me to murder a man. “Just to say hi.”

Before I knew it, I was shucking my underwear with her straddling me. My cock popped out of the boxers, slapping against my belly. She inhaled sharply, hand immediately meeting the slick, purply head.

“God, you have a lovely cock.”

“Thanks.” I watched, mesmerized, as she slid her palm over the tip of my dick, gently wrapping a hand around my length, feather-light touches that made my ass cheeks clench. Why was getting off wrong again? I couldn’t think straight anymore.

My thighs tensed as she wrapped her fingers tight. She had an evil smirk on her face, no doubt loving the teasing.

“Mmmm.” After having my fingers in her, I knew how tight she was. I was desperate to feel that silkiness wrapped around my cock. Two weeks until the bout—I could get off one last time. Tomorrow I’d go back to celibacy. No problem. Coach didn’t have to find out, either.

“I’ll leave you alone now,” she whispered, unwrapping her hand from my cock. Her eyes didn’t leave it, though. “I know you can’t.”

“Do you have a condom?”

She blinked. “I thought you said you couldn’t.”

“I don’t give a fuck. I want to be inside you.” I caught her lips in a surprised kiss and she responded eagerly, pressing her tongue past my lips.

“I don’t carry condoms on me during business trips,” she breathed. “Or usually ever.”

“And I don’t bring them during training,” I said with a laugh, squeezing my arms around her. Her body melded against mine, the hot crease of her pussy encasing my throbbing cock. I groaned into her shoulder. “I’m gonna check the room. They might have some.”

“Is that what paying for suites gets you? Protected sex?” She clambered off me, her pussy shining pink and slick as she crawled to the edge of the bed. “I’ll check the bathroom.”

I rummaged in the desk in the foyer. Just notepads and pens. From the bathroom she called, “Nothing in here except shower caps and monogrammed bathrobes.”

I grinned. “We’ll need those for what I have planned later.” I headed for the nightstand on one side of the bed. A bible and more notepads. I looked up, finding Sadie leaning against the doorway, a dreamy look on her face.

“What is it?” Something about her told me I’d caught a vulnerable side of her. She straightened, shaking her head.

“Nothing.” She slid back onto the bed, lying on her side, propping a hand under her head. “We’re gonna have to call the bellhop. Or maybe an emergency taxi service.”

I tugged open the other nightstand drawer, breath catching in my throat when I spotted it: an unopened package of condoms. “Or maybe we won’t.” I held up the box, and she squealed.

“We’re so lucky and responsible!” Her breezy tone made me smile.

I tore into the packaging, rolling the latex sleeve over my cock. It hadn’t even softened during our interlude. Maybe just being within thirty feet of this woman made it prick up.

“Come here, baby.” I reached for her and she pushed over to the edge of the bed. I grabbed her by the hips, bringing her right to the edge so her ass cheeks hung off. She giggled, pinning her knees to the sides of my body.

“There are a million different things I want to do to you,” I murmured, lining up my cock. The head pushed at her tight opening, and she gasped. She was slick still, but I knew I needed to go slow. “I don’t think we can fit it all into one night.”

Her eyes flashed, and I couldn’t read her face. I wanted to see her again—I’d known that the second she opened her mouth. Her business trip and my business here would coincide perfectly, even if the rest of our time together would be more chaste than this. Tonight had to count. And I’d fuck her so well that she never forgot meeting up with Hawk in Denver.

“Go slow, Hawk.” She gripped my forearms as I eased myself in. My cock was thick, I knew. I wouldn’t hurt her. I sucked at my teeth as I pushed in a couple inches, and then I stilled, breathing heavily, looking at her for a reaction.

“You good, babe?”

She nodded. “Give me more.”

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