Page 116 of Second-Rate Superstar

I left her silk panties on. When she turned her head in question, I teased the fabric aside with my fingers, brushing against where she was already dripping wet for me.

“No one gets to see you but me,” I rasped.

Blue eyes widening, her head whipped around, likely searching for someone lurking in the arena, but I set her mind at ease. “No one is here. But there are cameras . . . everywhere.”

A sharp gasp flew past her lips, and arousal flooded my hand.

Smirking, I sank a finger inside her. “Have you ever wondered what it would be like to star in one of those little videos you watch on your computer?” Dakota rode my hand, panting. “Tell me the truth, baby.”

“Yessssss.” Her head lolled back against my chest.

“Then let’s give ’em a show.” Easing a second finger inside her warmth, I made sure she was ready before shoving the waistband of my pants down to free my cock. The way I had us positioned, it might be obvious what we were doing on a security feed, but it wouldn’t be explicitly graphic.

Removing my hand, I pressed my cock against her entrance. With her legs barely spread, there was just enough space for me.

My grip on her hips tightened, and I warned, “It’s gonna be a tight fit, baby.”

“Isn’t it always?” she taunted back.

Well, shit. She had me there.

Dipping my head, I growled in her ear, “And that kind of backtalk is exactly what landed you in this position.” Those were the last words I said before I slammed home, and we both groaned at the connection.

Her hands slid on the foggy glass ahead of her as she tried to grip it, needing an anchor as I pounded into her hard from behind.

I was losing control. She was too perfect, her pussy gripping me tighter with each thrust.

“I wanna hear your screams echoing throughout this space so loud I can hear them in my dreams.” A cry split the air at my words, and my fingers dug into her soft flesh. “Good girl,” I grunted, and she moaned, keening against me.

“Do you know what I’m doing right now?” I gritted my teeth as my balls tightened. I wasn’t going to last much longer.

Dakota could only manage a whimper in response.

“I’m rewiring your brain. I want you throbbing for me every time you watch hockey. Hell, I don’t want you to smell fucking ice without getting so wet that you’re dripping down your thighs.”

I was seconds away from blowing my load when her pussy fluttered at the picture I painted. She was right there; I just needed to throw her over the edge. Slipping one hand around her hip and into the front of her panties, I circled her clit furiously with my fingers. This had become a race, and I was determined to let her win.

Her scream split the air as she clamped down on my cock hard enough to steal my breath away. I managed a few more thrusts, spurred on by the near sobs slipping past her lips before I let go. Groaning into her neck, I spilled deep inside her.

There was a sense of satisfaction knowing I would be leaking out of her for the rest of the night. With any other woman, I would be panicked, worried about a failure rate on her birth control. But with her, I didn’tcare. She was it. Kids were an inevitability for us, and if they happened to surprise us early, so be it. Wouldn’t change a thing.

Sighing as her breathing regulated, Dakota said, “Damn, you weren’t kidding when you said two minutes.”

Barking out a laugh, I slid from her body carefully, tucking myself into my pants. “Careful, Firefly. Talking back to the ref could earn you an extra ten minutes. Ready for round two already?”

I stepped back, allowing her to stand. She bent to pull up her leggings but wobbled on unsteady legs, and I jolted forward to support her.

“Am I going to have to carry you back to the car?” I teased.

“Forgot I was in skates. I’m okay.” The smile in her breathless voice was audible.

“Fucked the sense right out of you, did I?”

“Cocky as ever,” she shot back, feigning annoyance.

Nuzzling her neck, I murmured, “Coulda fooled me. Half the time, you’re begging for my cock.” Lowering my body until I knelt behind her, I offered, “Allow me.”

I was face to face with her ass, and I couldn’t help leaning in and inhaling deeply between her thighs. “Fuck, I can smell myself on you, baby.” She tried to shimmy away, but I held firm. “Give me a minute.”

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