Page 69 of Unlovable Player

I kiss her hand, playing along, and the women squeal even louder.

“Enchanté.”

Austin rolls his eyes. “Ignore him.”

“You boys take the best table in the house,” Lisa says. “I’ll bring you some pancakes with extra syrup.”

A middle-aged man with a bad combover and a belly protruding above his trousers brings the plates over and tells us it’s on the house. I guess this guy is Lisa’s boss.

“For our future NHL star,” he winks before disappearing into the back again.

Austin’s face drops as the guy leaves.

“No pressure,” I say.

That elicits a little smile.

While we eat our pancakes, we keep looking up and grinning at each other andfuck, I wish this could last. That there could be a universe where I could grab his hand across the table and he’d actually want me to. Where his mom would lovemeand root for us to be together.

When we’re leaving, Lisa hugs me and tells me not to be a stranger.

“I won’t. Thank you for your hospitality.”

The waitresses giggle behind her.

“You’re welcome Mr. Charming.”

AUSTIN

As soon as we get back to Seb’s apartment, I press him against the door and try to get access to as much of his skin as possible while I kiss his neck.

“Fuck, let’s go to the bed.”

I barely recognize the way my voice sounds when I growl, “no, here.”

Seb pushes me back, “for what I have planned - bed,” he grins.

“Fine.”

We undress on our way and I pull him down on top of me when we get there, sighing at the contact of bare skin.

I squeeze his ass, pull him in closer and grind my hips against his while my heart pounds and blood rushes in my ears.

His face is flushed and those cute-as-fuck freckles stand out along his nose.

I grab him by the back of the neck and pull him in for a rough kiss. When he pulls away, his lips are swollen. He starts kissing a path down my neck to my stomach before sucking the head of my cock into his mouth. I think about those swollen lips, the cute gap in his teeth while I run my hand through his hair.

He comes up, straddling me, his muscular thighs either side of my hips while he looks for a condom in the drawer.

I watch him roll it over my cock while I massage his thighs.

He grabs a bottle of lube, but before he can open it, I pull him down and kiss him, his chest flush against mine. Taking the lube from him without stopping the kiss, I squeeze just the right amount out this time and slide my fingers along his crack while he grinds his hips against mine. Our lips clumsy, Seb moaning into my mouth when my fingertip finds his entrance and starts massaging its way inside.

He grinds down onto my fingers, shuddering whenever I find that spot. I need to be inside him, but fuck, I could dothisforever.

He sits up and pushes my hand away before inching forward so my cock brushes against his ass. Memories of fucking him on my old bed, our skin wet from the shower, and the way it felt…holy fuck,I have to stop thinking about it before I lose it.

I set my jaw and focus while he positions himself on my cock and starts to dip lower. We groan together and his cheeks flush.

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