Page 106 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

His fingers gravitated to my nipples and he began to slowly massage them. I moved my hips faster, trying to show him how good it felt.

He groaned into my mouth and moved one of his hands to the back of my head, deepening our kiss. His other hand slid to my waist and he started guiding my hips.

I didn't want to come. I didn't want this to end. But I could feel myself losing control. "Rory, I'm going to come again."

He rolled back on top of me, pinning me against his mattress. "And I'm going to cum inside of you." He placed a kiss on my neck and moved one of his hands to my thigh. His fingertips dug into my skin as he began to move his hips faster. Each thrust pulled me higher and higher.

I buried my hands in his hair. "Cum, Rory. I want you to cum inside of me." I pulled his lips back to mine.

He groaned in my mouth and I felt his dick pulse inside of me. Warmth seemed to spread up into my stomach.

He lightly bit my bottom lip as his warm liquid continued to shoot into me. I had never experienced anything so good in my life. I felt myself clench around him.

"Rory," I moaned. My orgasm washed over me as he continued to fill me.

As soon as he was done, he collapsed on top of me. His torso pressed against mine and I could feel his heart beating rapidly. "That was amazing." He kissed my cheek. And then my forehead. He kissed the tip of my nose and then placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Now I'm exhausted," he said and pulled out of me. He rolled onto his back and sighed.

I didn't like the empty feeling. "Me too." I put my head on his chest. "It's hard to sleep when you're not beside me." Last night I had a fitful night of sleep. Dreams of him banging other women wasn't great for peaceful slumber. A nap seemed like the perfect idea.

He ran his fingers through my hair. "I feel the same way."

I sighed and closed my eyes. I was completely spent. And I was just so happy to have him back. My eyelids felt heavy.

He continued to run his fingers through my hair for several minutes. "I love you too," he whispered.

I knew he thought I was asleep, or else he wouldn't have said it. So I didn't say anything. He loves me too. I closed my eyes and easily fell asleep.

Chapter 36

The sound of buzzing woke me up. I yawned and grabbed my phone off Rory's nightstand. But it wasn't my phone that had woken me. It was Rory's. Before setting it back down, I glanced at the screen to see what time it was.

There was a text message from Tiffany Five Stars, and I couldn't seem to pull my eyes away from the small amount of the message that showed on his screen.

"I'm really glad you called..."

I swallowed hard. He called Tiffany Five Stars last night? I set the phone back down on his nightstand. Why had he called her last night?

I sat up. My stomach twisted into knots. There was only one reason to call a girl that was rated on your phone as five sex stars. I looked down at Rory sleeping peacefully. He cheated on me. I wanted to punch his stupid, beautiful face.

No. No, he said he just needed to sober up last night. He promised me that was it.

His words from last night came back to me. He had said he was glad I hadn't deleted all those women's numbers from his phone. Oh God, he definitely cheated on me.

Connor must have lied to Emily on the phone. There was no way he had found Rory last night. That's why he didn't come home in a few hours like Connor said he would. Because he was sobering up with his dick inside Tiffany. What the fuck?

I got out of bed and stared down at his phone. He wouldn't lie to me. He wouldn't come back here and apologize even though I was the one that messed up. But maybe he wasn't apologizing for walking out during our argument. Maybe he was apologizing for sleeping with someone else last night when he was mad at me.

But he had that paper from Connor. So he had to have seen Connor last night. And Connor promised me that he wouldn't let Rory sleep with anyone else.

I put my hand on my forehead. I was going insane. I'm a crazy person, fighting with myself. Rory groaned in his sleep and turned onto his side. His arm reached out for me, but he didn't seem fazed that I was no longer beside him.

He's probably thinking about Tiffany.

I shook my head. He made love to me. Without a condom. He said that he loved me out loud, even if he thought I was asleep when he had said it. But did he only realize he loved me because he had slept with someone else? A person he thought was worthy of five sex stars? That wasn't a good reason to tell someone you loved them.

I looked down at his phone. I didn't care that I was invading his privacy or betraying his trust. If I didn't see the rest of that text, I might murder him in his sleep. And murder was definitely worse than spying. I picked his phone back up and slid my finger across the screen.

An icon popped up asking me for his password. I tried his birthday first, but that wasn't it. Maybe it was for the best. It was a bad idea anyway. I shouldn't read his texts.

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