Page 64 of Striking Heat
“That’s not true. I need something more.”
“What could that be?” Her blue eyes dance with amusement.
“I could use a bit more of that ass.”
“We did just win, and I stupidly chose not to head out with the team. Instead, I came here to get a little moreworkin.”
I don’t miss the double innuendo.
“I think I can help out with that. But tell me something, Mac, are you sure you’re going to be able to keep up with all the strenuous activities I might want you to do tonight?”
Mac pushes her body forward just a bit, and I pull her in tighter. I know what she’s looking for—that connection and the feeling of her body on mine. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t looking for the same thing.
“Oh, do you think just because you played ninety minutes of soccer that I don’t want you to ride me?” I tease her, taking my lips and nipping hers. She responds by moaning into my mouth and titling her hips into mine just a bit. I smile into our kiss, and I know that I have her. It’s the only thing I’ve wanted since I watched her run up and down that field. If I said those words allowed she would correct me and call it ‘the pitch.’ And I would remind her that she’s in America, not London.
I give her a tight squeeze that feels more like a comforting gesture than passion at this point, but with the things this woman has done to me, the way she’s turned my life upside down, I can’t help but feel like she might be feeling the same way as she relaxes into my touch.
“Wanna come in for a bit?” She peeks up at me from under her lashes. “I didn’t exactly go out and celebrate the big win. Would you like to come and celebrate with me?”
“Yeah, and if I ever say no to that offer, you should probably just shoot me.”
She chuckles. “That’s an interesting way of answering me.”
“Yes, I’ll come inside with you. Let’s celebrate you.”
“We’re not celebrating me,” she clarifies. “We’re celebrating the team's win.” She grabs my hand and starts to lead me inside.
“Aren’t you worried someone will see us?” I ask her as I follow her toward the apartment buildings.
“No one should be home right now, so no one will see you.”
God, she’s so sexy moving around in those little shorts, hairstill pulled back. That sway of confidence in her hips. The side of her that only I get to see. The sexy side. The confidence is there on the field, but this is different. I get the feeling I won’t be in charge tonight, and I can’t wait to see what that looks like.
I’m right too. Once we get into her apartment, she drags me back into her pale purple bedroom. I barely get a minute to look around the apartment. It’s sparse, from what I can see. Once we’re in her bedroom, she pushes me toward the bed.
“Let’s lose the pants and that shirt,” she instructs.
“Oh, you’re getting me naked quite fast,” I tease her.
“I am. Learned that trick from you.” She winks at me and pulls her own shirt over her head. Her shorts are spandex, and I hadn’t noticed how well they show off her muscular legs. She looks hot. I have a feeling it’s about to get hotter in here.
I remove my clothes, as requested, then sit on the bed in my boxer briefs. I watch as she slowly makes her way over to me.
“I think there’s something I want to do.”
“And what is that?” I ask her, although I have an idea because she pouted a bit when I didn’t let her suck me off.
“If you could please lie back, I would appreciate it.”
“Oh, you are so polite,” I croon at her.
She chuckles. “Yeah, something like that.”
Pulling at the waistband of my briefs, just enough so that my cock springs free, she grins widely. “Yes, this is what I have been wanting to get my lips on.”
Mac licks her bottom lip and leans in to take me into her mouth. I grin with anticipation as the warmth of her mouth closes over me. She bobs up and down on my cock, letting her teeth drag just a bit.
I moan. “Jesus, baby, that feels so good.”
