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I shook my head, not sure how Cassius had railroaded us in spectacular fashion. It was pretty impressive, to be honest. Not that I’d admit that aloud.

Staring around at my friends, they were all in varying stages of amused and highly entertained.

“Right, new wager,” Joel started, while I was pretty certain Eddie was having second thoughts about saying yes.

CHAPTER21

EDDIE

After tucking Lottie into bed,I made my way to Pearce’s bedroom with tonight’s craziness buzzing through my brain. To say it had been an interesting evening was an understatement. But it had also been seriously fun.

Pearce had been in his element with his friends and teammates, and they’d all seemed to have moved on from their loss with a grace that kinda surprised me. That made me sound more jaded than I intended, but I’d experienced a heap of losses over the years playing pro. And honestly, there were many a team and a player whose reaction had been downright embarrassing and less than gracious in their loss.

It made me even prouder of Pearce and his teammates who he called family.

When I entered the bedroom, I heard the shower running. Steam rolled out of the ajar door, an invite if ever I saw one. Cock thickening, I freed it from my tight suit pants and stripped in record time. The thought of a wet, naked Pearce waiting for me was a good motivator to move quickly.

After locking the bedroom door, I pumped my cock and didn’t delay in getting to Pearce. Whatever he wanted, he could have it.

And what I saw momentarily took my breath away.

Pearce stood under the spray, back to me, angled forward, pumping two fingers in and out of his ass.

“Fuck.” The word burst out of me, catching his attention despite the noise of the shower.

He glanced over his shoulder, not moving his ass, allowing me a view that caused precum to form on my rock-hard dick.

“I’m almost ready.”

I groaned but refused to close my eyes at the spectacular fantasy before me. No way was I missing a second.

“You want me to take over?”

Biting his bottom lip as he pushed back on his fingers, he shook his head. “I want you to watch.” There was a hitch to his voice before his stare shot to the hand on my cock. I gripped myself tightly, willing myself not to explode. Like this, Pearce looked undeniably sexy, almost wanton.

Forcing air into my lungs, I got myself under control and stroked myself in time with Pearce riding his fingers.

“So I was thinking…”

I released a surprised laugh, my words wispy when I responded, “You can think while doing that?”

Latching on to his lip again, he smiled and gave a single nod. “Mm-huh.” A shuddery breath chased the word.

“What were you thinking?” I remained rooted to the spot, knowing if I dared move, I’d be buried in him so fast, he wouldn’t have time to blink.

“We should get married.” When I quirked my brow, he continued, “Soon. As in as soon as we can. Like tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?”

“Well…” He closed his eyes and shuddered before saying, “Well, not reallytomorrowtomorrow, but yeah, soon. I don’t want a long engagement. I want to make you mine forever. Be yours forever.”

Somehow I kept my focus off his fingers and solely on his expression. “We can do that.”

“Yeah?”

“I want to be your husband.”

A brilliant smile broke out, hitting me so hard in the chest that my hand froze. God, he was magnificent.

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