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“Just pull out to be safe,” I say.

“You’re going to be the end of me.”

I can’t help but snort, causing him to pick his head up and smirk at me. “Hopefully not until after we get to the good stuff. I’d be disappointed if this ended before it began. And it might be hard to explain to my mom why I’m trapped half naked under you with your dick inside me.”

He clenches his eyelids closed. “That mouth of yours…”

I peck his lips with mine, nipping the bottom one and drawing out another indiscernible noise from deep in his chest. “Maybe you’ll find out how amazing this mouth is after you show me what your cock can do.”

It doesn’t take him long after that to make up his mind, kissing me as he guides himself to my entrance. Nudging my legs further apart with his knees, he positions himself at my core and pushes in. He’s bigger than what I’m used to, making me wince slightly as he stretches me out.

“You good?” he asks quietly, stopping halfway in to let me adjust before moving again.

I nod, hooking an arm around his neck and a leg around his waist as best I can since my pants are still partially on. “It’sbeen…” I stop myself from admitting it’s been a while. “Just fuck me before I have to get the job done myself, Hoffman.”

I have the technology now.

His eyes flash at the command before he happily obeys.

There’s something both gentle and not about his hard, fast movements. The creak of the old couch is going to replay in my mind as he cradles my head and kisses me like he means it, even if we both know he doesn’t.

I’ll never be able to look at the piece of furniture the same again as my brother’s teammate pumps into me, kneading my ass, my breasts, sucking my tongue, and whispering every dirty thought on his mind into my ear until I’m at the brink of a second orgasm.

“That’s it. Take me.”

“Jesus fucking Christ you feel so good.”

“You’re going to make me cum so hard.”

He lifts my shirt up and rises enough to pop one of my E’s free from the bra cup it’s trapped in and tweak the hardened nipple with one hand while playing with my clit with his other. The swipe over the sensitive nerves sparks something in me that arches my back up.

“I can feel you coming,” he groans as I clench him. He grabs my ass and lifts me enough to hit the perfect spot inside of me until his eyes start rolling back as his movements becomes jerky. Between his face, the sounds between us, and the whining furniture, it’s too much.

I come, my body arching from the sensations coursing down my spine and spasming around him until he pulls out, lifts onto his knees, and spills onto my breasts and stomach. His hot cum marks me as much as his heated gaze does, making me flush at the mess. “Fuck,” he groans, staring at the mess he made as he strokes himself until every last drop is out. “I think my soul left my body for a second.”

We’re both catching our breaths when he lowers himself to kiss me one last time before peeling himself off me and grabbing a few tissues from the box resting on the coffee table.

He cleans me off, glancing up and asking, “So, who’s the guy?”

My eyes flick up to meet his, brows furrowing. “Who says there’s a guy?”

His smile is all-knowing. “You’ve never entertained the thought of doing this before, which tells me there’s somebody you’re either trying to get over or piss off. And I saw the text.”

The text.He saw that and still let me…?

I wet my lips. “You tell me your woes and I’ll tell you mine. Why aren’t you in New York?”

My bargain is met with silence.

Just like I knew it would be.

And the victorious feeling IthoughtI’d feel when we’re both clothed and choosing a movie sitting on opposite ends of the couch makes me wonder if I should have just used the damn vibrator instead.

Because your problems always find you in the end.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Alex

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