Page 84 of Captain's Claim

She follows me, her orgasm ripping through her, her pussy clenching around my cock as she reaches for me and holds on for dear life. We ride the wave together, screaming and moaning, our pleasure filling the room.

Then, as we come down from the high, I pull her close, our breaths mingling, our hearts pounding in sync.

I might have claimed her, but damn… she's claimed me right back.

There's no turning back now.

I roll onto my back, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath. The Chicago skyline glitters through the windows, the soft light crawling across the rumpled sheets, illuminating the mess we just made of each other.

"Wow, that was-"

"The best," Sophia says, moving up to peck my cheek.

She drapes herself over my chest, her skin still damp with sweat, her hair a wild mess from my rough hands. I brush my fingers through the silky strands, untangling the knots I put there. But something in her expression makes me pause.

There's a glint in her eyes that wasn't there before. Not fear - definitely not fear after what we just did.

But something...calculating.

I narrow my eyes at her. "What are you up to, Ms. Hart? I've seen that look before."

She grins up at me, catching that plump bottom lip between her teeth in a way that makes me want to bite it myself. Her expression is pure innocence, but I know better.

"Nothing." Her finger slides down my chest to my abs. "Justglowing."

Liar.

I hum, letting my hands roam down her back, resting at the curve of her ass.

"You know." I give her a squeeze. I can't help myself. "Idohave a game tomorrow. I should be resting."

"Mmm." She shifts, pressing a slow, teasing kiss to my collarbone, her hand sneaking lower, moving with clear intent. "You should…"

I snort. "And yet your hand is moving in the opposite direction of rest, sweetheart."

She smirks against my skin, her breath hot as her lips brush the side of my throat. "We both know recovery is important. I'm just making sure your muscles stay loose, Captain."

I grip her ass, giving it a firm squeeze before delivering a sharp smack, enjoying the way she gasps, her body jerking deliciously against mine.

She props her chin on my chest, eyes alight with mischief. "Is that supposed to be punishment?"

That's when I see it.Thatlook again. Like she's enjoying this way too much.

Like she's onto me about something.

Like she knows… she knows it's…

Nah!

She doesn't know.

"It was supposed to be a warning," I growl, flipping her onto her back and pinning her beneath me.

She bites her lip. "Guess you'll have to spank me harder then, Captain."

She wiggles her ass in the air and I drop my head, shaking it with amusement.

Sophia just laughs and I smother her body with mine.

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