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I don’t speak. I’m afraid if I do, I’ll beg him to stay. And I have a feeling if I begged him to stay, he’d find a way to blow off his PT. And I know with the way he’s still limping, he can’t afford to do that.
“Can you do that for me, Goldie?” He gauges me, his tone stern and the look in his eyes serious.
I nod quickly, still unable to use my words.
“Look at you,” he utters, taking me in with a revered gleam in his eyes. “I can tell by the way your skin is flushing that you’re so fucking needy.”
I nod again, my stomach dipping.
His throat bobs with a heavy swallow and he takes my hand, wrapping his fingers around my wrist and directing me to his hard length that’s wedged between us, pressing into my stomach. I wrap my fingers around the outline of his erection, reveling in the way that, with just one over-the-clothes touch, his head falls forward, eyes closed tight, forehead wrinkled in anguish as he breathes hard.
“See what you do to me, Goldie,” he murmurs, opening his eyes and staring straight into mine. “My cock is so fucking hard, and it’s all because of you.”
I whimper again, and from the feel of his rock-hard length and his filthy words, my panties are embarrassingly soaked.
“I have to go,” Dallas says, his voice like gravel, thick and rasped. “But you’ll be agood girland do what I said?”
I nod frantically, suddenly desperate to be his good girl.
He smirks, and then, wrapping his hand around the back of my head, he’s rough as he pulls me closer, claiming my mouthwith the kind of kiss that is anything but sweet, his expert tongue thrusting inside and finding mine with a throaty groan.
I’m a pathetic mess as Dallas breaks the kiss abruptly, steadying me with a penetrating gaze I feel deep in my center. And, with another sweeping graze of his lips, he says, “I’ll call you later, baby.”
CHAPTER 22
DALLAS
I’m still sporting a semi as I pull into a parking spot in the garage under the Thunder’s practice center. I’m forced to adjust myself before hopping out of my car, groaning at the ache in my balls.
Emily is so fucking hot. I want to take things slow with her, but I cannot wait to have those pretty lips wrapped around my cock. I hate that she’s been broken down, led to believe that she’s not perfect because—Fuck. Me.—the woman rocks my world. And I will not go down without a fight to prove to her just how amazing, incredible, and perfect she is.
It’s Sunday. No one likes a Sunday practice. And as I walk into the center, the mood is low, but I can’t wipe the smile from my face at the thought of Emily at home right now, possibly soaping up that tight little body of hers, being a good girl and doing what I told her to do. Shit. My cock twitches again. Just to be on the safe side, I force myself to think about something gross, like Rusty’s hairy ass crack again.
“Dude, are youhard?”
I snap out of my daze, glancing sideways to see Happy right there, his brow quirked, dubious gaze cast downwards.
I shrug, casually adjusting myself again. “Yeah. So what if I am?”
“So weird…” Happy mutters, shaking his head.
I follow him through to the locker room, immediately clocking Robbie standing by his cubby, pulling his Dri-FIT shirt over his head. He meets my eyes, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips, and I try to play it cool, but it’s not easy.
“Dallas has a hard-on,” Happy announces casually as he crosses the room.
The guys all groan, someone cheers, and someone throws a balled-up pair of socks at my head. I roll my eyes, moving to my cubby, and begin the task of disrobing, despite my relentless erection.
“How was the rest of your night?” Robbie asks.
Shoving my sweats down, I pull on a pair of athletic shorts, glancing at him to see that same smirk lingering as he laces his sneakers.
“Good,” is all I say.
“Good,” Robbie echoes, nodding once.
And with one quick glance at each other, that’s that. He knows all he needs to know, and I didn’t have to tell him a damn thing. I swear we were brothers in another life.
I’m due in PT in a few minutes, and I check my phone, which is really just me giving myself an excuse to message Emily.
