Page 13 of Hooked On Them

Dominic’s eyes narrowed. “Team policy. Players and coaches leave together.” His reactions earlier in the night, and the way his jaw clenched when he looked at us, told me everything I needed to know. Classic cockblock move by a man who clearly wanted what I was about to have. Territorial didn’t begin to cover it. The man was practically drawing boundary lines with his laser glare.

“Since when?” Nora’s voice took on that sharp edge that had my cock getting even harder.

“Since right fucking now,” he growled.

“This isn’t a team event, Dominic.” She rolled her eyes so hard that I couldn’t help but laugh.

I should have been annoyed by the interruption, but this was far too captivating. They were like two apex predators circling each other. If sexual tension could be photographed, these two would break my camera with the overexposure.

“Is there a problem, Wilson?” I kept my voice casual while tucking Nora closer to my side. “Because from where I’m standing, Nora seems perfectly capable of making her own decisions.”

“The problem is you.” He stepped farther onto the deck, his fists balled at his sides.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” She stepped away from me, crossing her arms as she stepped toward Dominic. “You do not get to decide who I go home with.”

“I’m looking out for you.”

“Bullshit.” She laughed, but there was no humor in it. “You’ve spent every day this week actively undermining me, and now you’re what? My protector?”

For some reason, I was enjoying this back-and-forth between them way more than I should have. If it were anyone else trying to interrupt my night, I’d be telling him exactly where to shove his caveman routine. But watching Nora verbally dismember this guy while he puffed up like an angry rooster? Pure entertainment. Call me twisted, but whatever this was between them was turning me on.

“You don’t know him.” Dominic glanced at me briefly before returning his attention to Nora. “He’s a womanizer.”

I snorted. “You’re one to talk.”

“I don’t need to know him.” She threw her hands up in exasperation. “Do you know how many men I’ve fucked without even knowing their names? A lot, and I’ve survived just fine.”

I whistled low. “I’m Carter, by the way.”

She looked over her shoulder and flashed me a brief smile before turning back to Dominic. “Stay out of my business.”

Instead of waiting for his response, she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the stairs leading up to the flybridge. I followed eagerly, shooting a wink at Dominic as we passed him.

“You really pissed her off,” I stage-whispered. “It’s kind of hot.”

The flybridge was dark, besides the illumination from the moon. I wasn’t sure why she was bringing me up here, but I wasn’t about to complain.

Nora pushed me down onto a curved lounge seat and climbed onto my lap, her dress hiking up her thighs. She pulled the strap of her little crossbody purse over her head and dropped it onto the seat next to us.

My hands automatically went to her waist as she settled against me. “I like where this is going. I got a key to a room on board if you wanted to go somewhere more private.”

“This is fine.” She leaned in and kissed me hungrily.

She wasn’t holding anything back, and damn if that didn’t make me want her even more. Something told me this display wasn’t entirely about me with the way she’d practically dragged me up here. But I wasn’t about to complain about being used as a prop in whatever game she was playing with Dominic. Not when she was kissing me like she wanted to devour me whole.

I slid my hands up her legs and brushed my thumbs over her inner thighs. She groaned into my mouth, her hips rocking against me, seeking friction.

The chance of someone coming up to the flybridge was low but not impossible, and the idea of getting caught in the act excited me. It seemed to excite her just as much because when my thumbs got to the apex of her thighs, I found her bare and slick with desire.

I broke away from her lips and kissed along the column of her neck. “You’re a wild one, aren’t you? You’re so wet for me.”

“Mm.” She hummed her approval as I parted her folds with one hand and ran my finger from her hole to her clit. “Right there, don’t stop.”

She rocked against my hand, her breaths already coming in pants. I wished I’d grabbed my camera to capture the way the moonlight highlighted the pure bliss on her face.

I groaned as heavy footsteps pounded up the stairs. Nora stiffened on my lap, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Dominic had actually followed us up. The guy seemed physically incapable of letting Nora out of his sight. I might have found his obvious jealousy amusing if he hadn’t interrupted what was shaping up to be an incredibly promising encounter.

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