Page 20 of Offside Rule

I swallowed, and a shiver ran down my spine as I squeezed my legs together.

“Did you decide?” The woman was back, interrupting our sexually charged staring contest.

We told her that we would need a few moments, and began to look for the perfect plushie. We settled on a classic bear, but added Giulia’s name to one of the paws. The next step was to fill it with stuffing. Xavier offered to do it, so I let him. We had to fill it from the bottom, but when he took the filling and started pushing it inside, I burst out laughing at the sight. His hand was shoved up the bear’s ass as if he was trying to retrieve a goddamn baby from it.

“What? This is how it’s supposed to be done, Arianna,” he tsked, as if my laughter wasn’t justified.

“You don’t have to put your whole hand into it.” I lost it again, seeing his palm covered in the soft material.

“Oh,” he said as he straightened his back and considered his work. “You’re right.” He took more filling from the giant basket and slowly pushed it inside with two fingers, looking straight into my eyes.

My laughter faded, and a blush instantly covered my cheeks. It was so wrong to get turned on over a goddamn bear plushie, but if I was honest, it wasn’t the suggestive movement that had made my knees go weak. It was his intense stare, full of promise.

And right now, I wanted nothing more than to drag him into one of those bathrooms and suck him dry.

Shit. What was wrong with me?

I sobered and playfully slapped his hand away. “Let me do it.”

He stepped aside and let me take over. While I thought it was going to be easier than watching him finger fuck the half-stuffed toy, he situated himself behind me, his breath brushing against my exposed neck.

“Is it hard for you to contain it?” he whispered.

I cocked a brow. “Contain what?”

“The urge to hop on this table in front of me with your legs spread, and beg me to fill you with my fingers instead of that toy?” he continued. His warm breath seemed to touch all the right places on my body.

I dropped the plush to turn around and found myself caged between his arms. My teeth sank into my bottom lip as I shrugged nonchalantly.

“Actually, I pictured myself on my knees for you.”

His shock gave me the opening I needed to step out of his hold, and as I walked to the next station, I heard his low grunt behind me.

“Fuck.”

FIFTEEN

XAVIER

It was a struggle to finish the plush toy with a hard-on the entire time. No matter how many times I subtly adjusted it to relieve some of the pain, it still pushed against my pants.

Thank God we were almost done.

I have to think about something that would turn me off. This is the most inappropriate place to be horny.

Coach.

Frogs.

My skin prickled. I had atinyfear of frogs, lizards, or anything of that sort. None of those creatures had done anything to me, but the fear was just … there.

“The total is 150 euros,” the lady at the checkout said with a smile, right before handing us a box.

“One hundredwhat?” I heard Arianna mutter behind me. I almost laughed, but contained it, then drew my credit card and paid for it.

“Thank you,” I said. I grabbed Arianna’s palm and guided her outside, her mouth still parted.

“Giulia better like this,” Arianna continued, seeming truly affronted by the price.

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