Page 51 of Dirty Player

“We need this Kaylee,” Levi says, as his cock glides through my wet folds and his hips press against me. “Once. To say goodbye. To get this out of our systems.”

Right.

Just once.

I nod.

“Tell me you are on board with this,” he says roughly, sliding his hands through my hair.

I am.

If it’s this or nothing, I’ll take this. So I have to be okay with it. I messed up and don’t deserve Levi Montgomery. Even if he doesn’t know the entire story.

“Fuck me, Levi,” I say, and as his eyes close, he slams inside me with so much force I cry out.

CHAPTER TWELVE

LEVI

––––––––

Holy hell.

I’ve forgotten how good it feels to be inside this woman. If Kaylee had said no, I’m not sure if I would’ve been able to stop. I mean, Iwouldhave, but fuck, it would’ve been difficult.

Right now, I need to consume every inch of her like I’m a madman. I had planned to lick her sweet pussy and tease that sensitive rear of hers, but the moment she touched herself, my cock had different ideas.

I may have been too rough, so I slow my thrusts and lean on my good arm, cupping her other breast.

My eyes roam down the space between her breasts as I flick her nipple. My gaze returns to her beautiful brown eyes as she moans.

“Levi, oh god.”

Her pussy clenches around me and as she digs her nails into my shoulders.

“Don’t come yet,” I tell her, wanting this to last forever.

But the reality is we only have this one night.

Just one.

That’s all we get. We can’t do this once we get home. Hell, we shouldn’t be doing this now.

She cheated on me. I can’t forget that.

But I also can’t ignore the way I want her more than my next damn breath some days.

Something happened today at the game when she came running onto the field. I looked up, my body screaming in pain, and saw the concern in her whisky-colored eyes. It was different from the concern on other medical faces or my coaches.

Kaylee cares more deeply than I realized.

I tried to shake it off as the friendship we’ve built over the last few months. Or the pent-up chemistry that’s been sizzling like a Fourth of July barbeque for weeks and weeks.

All I know is that this needs to happen.

For both of us.

How everyone at the party didn’t see us eye-fucking all night, I don’t know. Halfway through the evening, I’d decided she was coming to the suite with me. I was simply trying to work out how to make it happen. Without being obvious.

---