Page 19 of Double Play

“That sounds suspicious. Why would he choose not to bang your brains out when you’re super slutty and willing?” she asks.

I huff a frustrated breath. “He wants to talk to Jacks first. To get his blessing or whatever. Although I have no idea why he’d care. It’s not like I’m his real sister, and prior to me coming to Daytona, he had all but cut me out of his life. It feels like we’re finally getting back to normal now, but I can’t imagine he’d give a shit if Hawk and I were sleeping together.”

“Arden, are you really that blind?” she replies, and I can practically hear her eyes rolling as she says it. “Jackson has been obsessed with you for years. The fact that you can’t see it is ridiculous. The way he used to stare at you almost made me spontaneously orgasm a few times, to be honest.”

My brows bunch tightly in confusion. “Stell, I thought you got drug tested regularly for work. You’re obviously on something strong if you think Jacks has ever seen me as anything more than a friend. If he had, he’d have said something by now.”

“Whatever you want to tell yourself,” she says with a laugh. “I just got to the hospital and I’m about to be late, so I’ll call you tomorrow. Love you.”

“Love you too,” I reply. We end the call just as I enter the parking garage, rounding the corner and pulling into my spot. I laugh as I think about her words because, as always, she went above and beyond with the dramatics. I’ve learned to take them with a grain of salt over the years, and this time is no different. My stepbrother isn’tobsessed with me.

I look out my window, noticing that Jackson’s car is gone, which is strange because I figured we’d hang out tonight like we normally do when we’re all off at the same time. Maybe he just ran to get food or something. Technically, it would be his turn, but I’m sure I’ll find out soon enough if that’s the case.

I shove the pharmacy bag into my purse, get out, and lock up before I head up to our floor. My heart leaps in my chest at the idea of having a few minutes alone with Hawk, so I can kiss him out in the open. It’s as far as we’ve gotten since the pantry, but it’s fine because it’s been building the most delicious tension between the two of us. I swear, just passing him in the hallways sends a jolt of electricity right between my legs, and I haven’t felt this way in a long, long time.

Stepping into the condo, I make my way up the stairs toward my room, knowing that if I don’t put my birth control pills next to the sink in the bathroom, I’ll forget to take them. But I don’t even make it to my doorway before a thick, muscular arm bands around my waist. “Took you long enough,” Hawk says quietly, his minty breath fanning across my cheek. The dark mischief in his voice makes my core clench, and I let out a quiet moan when he nips at the sensitive spot below my ear. “We’re all alone.”

My eyes roll back as he continues teasing me with his teeth and tongue. “Oh yeah?” I ask. “And what does that mean?” I don’t want to assume anything, but I’m hopeful he had the conversation with Jackson that he wanted to, so we can finally go further than the kissing we’ve been torturing each other with all week.

“Why don’t you come to my room and find out, Hellcat?”

I turn, shooting him a devious grin over my shoulder as he walks us backward until we’re in his room. The entire space is blanketed in grays and blacks, with red accents scattered throughout. The first time I came in here, other than thinking it was veryHawk, it gave me totalkink dungeonvibes. Maybe it is—or it could just be because the man who sleeps here drips with a silent sexual energy. Either way, I can’t help but wonder what he hides inside these four walls. Hopefully, I’m about to find out.

He closes the door, spinning me around so we’re face to face before dropping his lips to mine in a passionate kiss. He wastes no time pushing his tongue into my mouth, swallowing every needy whine that tumbles out of me while he does. His hands—that can’t seem to settle on one part of my body at first—finally slide down to my ass, where he grips tightly, pulling my cheeks apart under the fabric of my cotton shorts and panties. He lifts me into his arms, urging me to wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the bed and breaks our connection by dropping me down onto the mattress.

“Look at you,” he growls as I stare up at him, my lips swollen and tingling from his kisses. “You have no idea how many times I’ve wondered what you’d look like in my bed. How many times I’ve stroked my cock to the thought of you splayed out for me like you are right now. It’s beenyears,Arden. I felt like such a fucking creep for fantasizing about you that way, but I couldn’t help myself.”

I try to hide my surprise at his admission, but it’s not easy. I thought he hated me. Every time we were around each other prior to me moving here, he barely talked. I tried, but I never got more than a few words out of him before I took the hint and left. I would’ve never guessed he even gave me a second thought. But now that I know, I want to give him everything he’s wanted.

“So have me,” I whisper, squeezing my thighs together for relief because the intensity of his gaze as it roams over me is making me wetter by the second.

A cocky grin slowly spreads across his face. He’s so fucking hot, I’m barely holding myself together with how desperate I am to feel him all over me. He pulls my shirt over my head, then reaches around and unfastens the clasp between my shoulder blades. I wiggle my bra down my arms, tossing it aside and watching his eyes burn as he takes in my bare tits. Without even blinking, he wraps his long, thick fingers around the fabric at my hips, yanking my shorts and panties down in one go. I squirm under his stare, his hungry eyes roving down my body at an agonizingly slow pace before locking onto my bare pussy.

“Haveyou?” he says, as if it’s the most ridiculous thing he’s ever heard. “Baby, I’m going todestroy you.”I whimper loudly when he steps between my legs, planting his hands behind my knees and shoving them toward my ears so I’m spread completely wide below him.

I look away, suddenly embarrassed by the fact that I’m literally dripping for him. I’ve never been this turned on in my entire life, and my body is reacting whether I want it to or not.

“Eyes on me, Arden,” he demands, and I obey immediately, surprised at my willingness to do whatever he tells me to. Normally, I’d take pause at someone ordering me around, but with Hawk—I want it. I want to please him.

“There you go,” he praises as he slides his thumb through my slit from bottom to top, gathering my arousal and pressing it to my clit. My body jolts at the contact, but relaxes again when he begins rubbing in teasing barely-there circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves. A shaky breath tumbles from my lips, and he chuckles darkly, adding even more pressure as he speeds up.

“What pretty, pathetic sounds you make,” he says. “Does this desperate cunt need to come?” I nod my head frantically, shocked at how his words are bringing me to the edge so quickly. When I’m by myself, it takes a while—sometimes less if I’m using a toy—but it’s barely been two minutes and I’m already nearing the summit. My orgasm barrels toward me as he expertly works my clit, using his free hand to hold me open so he can watch as he works me over. All the bashfulness I was feeling when we started is long gone, only to be replaced by my need to release.

“Do you want to unravel for me?” he taunts, pushing his bottom lip into a patronizing pout. It only makes me wetter as I submit, my eyes pleading for him to give me what I need. I don’t care how pitiful I look. I just want him to get me there.

“Aww, I bet,” he says darkly as I teeter on the edge. White light takes over my vision and my muscles wind tight. But before I can fully fall, he pulls away, landing a tight slap directly to my aching clit. I cry out, and he ghosts a finger around my pussy as I whimper and buck my hips in search of more contact.

“I have one rule, Hellcat,” he says, never removing his gaze from where he’s tracing my wet, swollen skin. I shake as my orgasm fades, squeezing my eyes shut tightly. “You donothingwithout my permission. If I want you to come, I’ll let you know when. And if you break this rule, I’ll punish you. Do you understand?”

His gaze slides up to mine, and he must be able to see the worry written across my face, because he stops what he’s doing and places a gentle hand on my cheek. “I want you to let go for me, Arden—to give up full control of your body and mind, and let me see how far I can get you out of your own head. I promise I’ll take care of you, but you have to trust me, always. Can you do that?”

I exhale a shaky breath, letting his words fully register. I want this, but it isn’t easy to submit in the way he’s asking me to. He’s already shown that he won’t let anything bad happen to me, and I really do trust him. But can I be the girl he needs?

I know I want to try.

“Yes,” I reply quietly. He leans down, pressing his lips to mine in a kiss that’s much softer than a moment ago. But that’s Hawk. Whatever you think you’ll get, he’ll surprise you.

“If you want me to stop at any time, say the wordmuffins, okay? I want to hurt you, but I want to bring you pleasure when I do it. You have to tell me if I’m crossing the line. Promise?”

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