Page 37 of Playing for Keeps

“Yes, but please don’t call out his name during our mind-bending fornication. I will absolutely stop mid-thrust and finish alone in the bathroom. That is no idle threat, Lola.”

She kisses my chest and smiles at me. “Duke would lose his damn mind if I let one of the club guys inside my body.”

“So, cannibalizing them in a pinch is also out?”

“Smartass,” Lola grumbles.

I reach for the shirt. “So, why is this here?”

“He housesat when I was on a trip with my family at the beach.”

“Did he do a good job?”

“The apartment smelled of beef and feet when I came back, but he took good care of Moo.”

After glancing at her cat snoozing near the window, I smile at Lola. “Well, I will wear this shirt after my shower.”

“You will use that bathroom,” she insists and points at the hallway bathroom. “No, wait, you can use my bathroom shower.”

“How come? Is the hall one gross?”

“No, it’s small, and I don’t want you injuring yourself.”

“You’re a protective fiancée.”

Lola’s eyes widen when I use the last word. I think she hasn’t grasped what’s about to happen between us. This isn’t just two hot people horny for each other. We’ll soon live together. Life is about to change in a very real way.

I’m ready to move into her place and start ducking whenever I enter a room. The last few months without access to Lola left me mopey and pouty. Since I’m nearly never unhappy, it’s been a real struggle to adjust.

Now, with her heart opening up to me, I can return to my normal happy self.

LOLA, AKA HICKEYS, BUTTERFLIES, AND BLUE BALLS

Once under the hot water, I’m so horny after making out with Val that I barely need to touch myself to come hard. This relief won’t last long. As soon as I see Val, my body will spark an edgy hunger only he can satisfy.

I soon stand in the kitchen, trying to think clearly. Val and I are getting married. I need to consider my situation realistically.Am I making smart decisions with a man I plan to know for a long time?

Right now, Val brandishes his power to leave me stupefied. He walks out of my bedroom, wearing red boxers and a Budweiser T-shirt. His muscular thighs instantly draw my gaze.

Shaking free of my stupor, I focus on his damp face. Val absentmindedly runs his hands through his wet hair and slicks it back.

“One day, we’ll shower together,” he murmurs.

The thought of us naked under the water leaves me dumbfounded. I wouldn’t be surprised to learn I’m slack-jawed and drooling.

Val is a sexy beast when he’s out of reach. Up close and wanting to erase the space between us, Val is the devil. He makes me nuts, and I launch myself at him.

Catching me like a pro, Val doesn’t react with surprise to my horny desperation. He’s a man fully aware of his manly attributes.

When my lips cover his, he meets my hunger with his own. We wrap our arms around each other and hold on tight.

A hard rap at the door instantly kills the mood.For me, anyway.Despite how I wiggle out of his grip, Val doesn’t want to stop.

“It’s Duke,” I mumble, breaking free of Val’s horny fingers. “He has spies located on this block.”

“Why would he care if I’m here? We’re getting married soon.”

“Let’s ask him and find out,” I say after checking my clothes to ensure I’m not obviously in a state of heat.

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