Page 94 of Reckless Hearts

Trent laughs again, his hands in the pockets of his board shorts as he says, “So yeah, we were wondering if you were considering going pro now? And if maybe you were interested in a sponsorship deal with us?”

He says it all so casually, like it’s no big deal, but when Alana turns to me, her eyes wide, and her mouth open in shock, this time I do laugh, pulling her close as I drop a kiss to the top of her head and say, “Say yes, babe.”

She swallows hard, still looking up at me, her shock slowly morphing into something else before she turns to Trent, a sly smile on her face. “I would be, yeah,” she starts. “But I wonder if you could do something for me too?”

“Oh?” Trent asks, an amused look on his face as he glances at me before turning back to Alana.

“Get Flynn a wildcard entry into Pipe Masters, and I’ll take your sponsorship deal,” she blurts out.

Trent bursts out laughing, his head falling back as I say, “Babe, wait, what are you doing? You can’t do that.”

She smirks up at me, not saying anything as Trent scrubs a hand over his jaw, shaking his head at her comment, and says, “How about I do you one better than that?”

“Oh?” Alana asks, repeating Trent’s earlier comment.

Trent grins, his gaze moving between us as he says, “I’ll get him a sponsor’s exemption entry. And if that goes well, maybe we can talk about another deal.” He turns to me as he says this last part, the implications loud and clear.

Alana grins up at me, waiting for my answer. I’m shaking my head at her, even as a grin pulls at my mouth too. “You are impossible, you know that, right?”

She shrugs. “No, I love you, and I want you to have a shot at that dream again.”

“You think that’s what I want, huh?” I ask, even though we both know the answer to that.

She smirks. “I know it is, Flynn.”

Chuckling, I lean down and kiss her, whispering, “I fucking love you,” before I lift my head and turn back to Trent. “Looks like you got yourself a deal,” I tell him.

Everyone heads back to The Pipe Dream to celebrate, but while they all set up, I drag Alana into the house, needing a minute alone with her.

Pulling her into the bathroom, I peel off her shorts and T-shirt, untying the strings of her bikini until she stands naked in front of me.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I whisper, my hands on her hips as I bend and press a kiss to her neck. I can feel the hard beat of her pulse beneath my lips as I suck and lick and kiss her again.

Alana moans, her hands moving to my shorts now, ripping the button open as she says, “And you have far too many clothes on.”

Chuckling, I quickly pull off my clothes before walking us both into the shower, the water warm as steam quickly fills the room. Pulling her close, I wrap my arms around her, my mouth on hers in a soft, slow kiss.

Her hands slide up my back, her nails digging into my shoulder blades as I deepen the kiss, my tongue tangling with hers. Backing her up against the tile, I smile at the gasp she lets out when her back meets the coolness of the wall.

Sliding my hands down to her arse, I lift her, Alana’s legs wrapping around my waist as her hand circles around my cock. I groan at her touch, at the way she slowly strokes me, guiding me toward her.

My eyes open to find hers are too, watching me. As I push slowly inside her, my heart pounding in my chest, I whisper, “I love you, so fucking much.”

She smiles, a sexy, sweet and oh so gorgeous smile. “I love you too, Flynn,” she whispers, her hand curling around the back of my neck as she pulls me in for a kiss.

We start slow, Alana’s body pressed against the wall as I push inside her over and over and over again. I’m so fucking hard and she is so goddamned wet, her pussy gripping me tight with every thrust.

Soon though, her moans are getting louder, echoing off the tiles as her heels dig into my arse, urging me deeper.

“Harder,” she groans, biting my bottom lip.

My grip on her arse tightens, my fingers digging into her flesh as I tilt her hips and murmur, “Hold on.”

She wraps her arms around me, holding me close as I now pound my hips against hers, my movements rough, hard, relentless. We don’t stop kissing, our teeth and tongues clashing, as we bite and suck and lick. I can feel her nails digging into my skin and I fucking love it as I continue to thrust deep inside her.

Alana’s moans get louder, her body clenching around mine. I know she’s close, can feel it in every part of me, and when she pulls back from my kiss, her head falling back against the wall, my mouth finds her neck, biting and sucking until I leave a mark.

“Flynn, fuck,” she screams, her pussy clenching around my dick as she comes hard.

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