Page 42 of The Game Plan

As it is, I’m panting as if I’ve run thirty drills in a row. Sweat slicks my skin, makes my jeans damp and clingy around mythighs. I want them off. Everything off. Nothing between us now.

Truth is, I’m a fucking mess. My hands are clumsy and shaking as I reach for Fi, haul her up my chest so I can kiss her. Shecomes willingly, her lips parting, her tongue tangling with mine. She tastes of me, of herself, of us.

That we’ve become anushas my fingers threading through her hair, holding on tight. My kiss has no skill now. “I need you bare. I need to touch you.”

She nods, takes another kiss, fumbles to reach the hem of her sweater. I’m holding her too close, but I don’t want to letgo. I whip off her shirt, then sit back to shimmy out of my jeans.

“I didn’t want to come,” I tell her. It sounds like an accusation, but it really isn’t.

Coming in her mouth. Jesus, fuck. Just fuck. She’d sucked me down, her hot mouth tugging at my dick as if she needed it tosurvive. It made me feel weak as hell and like a god among men. Because Fi had chosen me. Out of all prospects, she wantedme.

“You’ll come again,” she assures, nibbling at my neck. “I just took the edge off.”

More like unleashed my primitive side that says,claim her now and do it hard.

Only I can’t seem to control my limbs. Hell, my cock is rising again. I’m pretty sure hard and ready is going to be its go-tostate for days.

She’s laughing now, her voice all soft and husky. I know it’s because I’m stuck in my jeans, the fabric snagged on my ankles.Fi reaches out and pulls me free. I’m naked, and she’s not. This needs to be rectified.

“Off.” One swift tug and her skinny little jeans are sailing across the room.

“Whoa, Big Guy,” she says with another laugh, her green eyes dancing. “Hold on a sec.”

I’ve been holding on for twenty-four years. But I take a breath, make myself calm.

Whatever Fi wants, I’ll give her.

Swallowing with difficulty, I sit up, pressing my fists against my thighs so I don’t reach for her. Because she’s lovely,sitting there in her lacy pink bra and panties.

She ducks her head, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. “I have an IUD.”

“Really?” I probably shouldn’t say it like that, all shocked and shit, but I’m distracted, and it slips out. That sounds likesomething a girl in a committed relationship gets. I hate the idea of Fi having been in a heavy relationship before me.

She gives me a look. “I know it sounds... extreme. But after Ivy...” She bites her lip and shrugs. “I just wanted tobe extra careful.”

I nod because now I get it. Ivy and Gray got pregnant their senior year of college. It wasn’t planned, and then Ivy miscarried.It tore Gray up, and I spent many a night with him and Drew playing video games and basically distracting the guy. Later,when they were married and became pregnant again, Gray was a nervous wreck until Ivy reached her second trimester and he couldactually see a sonogram of a live and healthy baby kicking around in her womb. I can imagine Fi witnessed a lot of Ivy’s painas well.

Gently, I rest my hand on her bare thigh and rub it. “Okay.”

Fi puts her hand on mine. “I’m healthy. Got tested after my last boyfriend. I have an email of my results.”

She moves to reach for her phone, but I stop her with a touch to her shoulder.

“I believe you.”

Oddly, she frowns. “You shouldn’t. Don’t believe what any girl tells you out of hand. There are too many liars and cheatsgunning for professional athletes. Hell, you should check to make sure I have an IUD—”

I kiss her. No tongue, just a pressing of my lips to hers to stop her word spew. She blinks up at me when I pull away.

“Cherry, it’s just you and me. Stop talking crazy about other girls. I trust you, and I don’t really give a shit if you thinkI shouldn’t.”

Her lips purse, but she’s fighting a smile. “So touchy.”

“Yeah, well, it pisses me off when you imagine me with other women.”

“The thought pisses me off too, Big Guy.”

“Good.” I caress the tight little corner of her mouth with my thumb. “Now, is all this your way of saying you don’t want touse a condom?”

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