Page 102 of Blindside Sinner

I swallow. My mouth is suddenly very dry, although another part of me is extremely not that at all.

But if breaking Beck’s rules got me last night, then I’m suddenly very curious what following them might bring.

I lick my lips with my tongue. Then I settle onto the bench as he instructed, tilt my head in a way that feels sexy, and take the picture. By the time I summon the courage to hit send, I feel like I’m in a fever dream.

His reply is immediate.Mmmmm. So fucking hot.

And a second later, he adds,Hold it open for me.

He makes me feel sexy and, while I’m not a total naughty picture virgin, the third photo is the most risqué thing I’ve ever sent a man.

Again, he wastes no time answering.Buy that and wear it under your clothes to the rink. Now.

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. Who knew lingerie shopping could be this fucking hot?

I get dressed and walk out of the dressing room, hand the girl the tags, and wait while she rings me up. The lingerie costs almost a week’s worth of pay, but it’s worth it.

As she hands me back my credit card, she smiles like she knows I’m heading off to get laid. “Good luck, hon.”

I nod and wave then speed walk to the car. I’m wearing a skirt and I have to keep tugging it down because it’s too short to hide the tops of the stockings where they attach to the garters. I’m practically drooling. I could swear the air outside got hotter and denser when I was in the shop.

I break the laws of speed, sound, and gravity on my way to the rink. Fortunately, the streets aren’t so crowded at this time of day so I don’t have much traffic to worry about, and I whip into the player lot without any incident.

I spritz on a bit of perfume, climb out of the car, and walk inside. I’m almost to the players’ entrance when the text comes in.

I’m waiting for you.

I stop walking. Two can play this game.Prove it.

It takes a couple seconds of a cool breeze blowing up my skirt before the picture comes. It’s dark, so I can’t tell much, but it’s his dick and his hand curled around it. That’s a keeper.

My thumbs are shaking as I tap out,On my way.

I yank the door open and rush inside. As I’m almost to the locker room, a hand shoots out and grabs me, yanks me into a closet markedPrivate.

It’s dark and I’m startled but I can feel Beck, smell his cologne, and taste his mouth on mine. When he breaks the kiss, he breathes out slowly. “What took you so long?”

“I’m here now.”

He flicks on a light and steps back. “Show me.”

I get about ten seconds into an impromptu strip tease before Beck snarls and throws himself at me. So much for being slow and sexy—he’s tearing my clothes off me like they personally offended him. My shirt and skirt go flying. He breaks the clasp on the bra as he undoes it.

“Beck! That cost a lot of money!”

His breath is hot in my ear as he answers, “Put it on my tab. Along with the dress.”

Then he’s toying with my clit and suckling at my nipple. My knees go weak. He does that for long enough to make my vision darken at the edges before he drops to his knees, hitches one of my legs over his shoulder, and licks me the rest of the way there.

“Oh, God, Beck! Fuck!” I come, shuddering and pulling his hair, bucking my hips until the waves subside and I am breathless.

He rises and licks my juices off his lips. “Turn around and put your hands on the wall.” I feel him moving into place behind me. Then he thrusts savagely hard and deep without warning.

If I wasn’t absolutely dripping, he might’ve torn me apart. As it is, I barely manage to take him. A cry escapes my lips, but it doesn’t slow him for even a moment. He pounds into me, over and over, his cock long and hard inside me and I never want him to stop.

“Sloan, goddammit. Fuck!” I love that he loses himself when he comes, that he curses and his moves get more frenzied just before he buries himself deep inside me and finishes.

We rock like that together, both of us simmering and sighing as the world settles back into place. When it’s finally over, he restshis head on my back and breathes out with a chuckle. “Damn, woman.”

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