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“It was great.” I shake my arms and legs, beads of water flying off my skin. “And the company was a lot better than Chicago.”
A flush colors her chest, creeping up her neck as I brush a loose tendril of hair away from her face. Wrapping my arms around her narrow hips, I pull her warm body up against mine. Water soaks through the thin cotton of her shirt, her nipples pebbling through the slip of fabric. Herhands wind around my back, fingers dancing across my traps, leaving behind a fiery wake.
She fits perfectly in my arms, our bodies pressed together. I lift her sunglasses from her face, ease her cell from the back pocket of her shorts, tossing both items onto the grass. Then I turn my attention back to her.
Dipping my head down, I brush my lips lightly against hers. She moans softly into my mouth and I swallow the sweet sound, suddenly starving.
I want to taste her, lick every last square inch of her body, lap at her juices until they coat my tongue. I want to touch her, caress her, pump my fingers into her tight pussy until she’s riding my hand, screaming for more. I want to sink into her, driving hard, pounding until I feel her muscles spasm around my hard cock and I explode inside her.
I want to make Sloane Carter mine. Right here, right now.
Kissing her harder and deeper, I lick at her mouth until she opens for me. I slide in, swirling around, increasing the force, the pressure. My hands move from her hips down to her ass and I squeeze the round globes. She shimmies up against my pelvis and blood flow starts to return, my cock twitching. Her fingers feather over my back, tracing the ridges of my lats, my deltoids, and all I can think about is her.
Not training, not football, not my career.
Just Sloane and how amazing it will be to fuck her.
CHAPTER 19
SLOANE
Cam Crawford’s very nearly naked in my dad’s backyard in broad daylight. Even better, he’s kissing me.
This would be a real bad time for Mrs. Humperdink to check on her zucchini. She’s a nice enough neighbor, but the woman’s nosy as hell and loves spilling tea to anyone close enough to listen.
“We should probably go inside,” I murmur against Cam’s lips. “The neighbors…”
“You have nine-foot neighbors?”
“No.” I giggle.
“Then they can’t see over the fence.”
“True. But don’t discount the possibility of peeping through the cracks or pulling up a ladder.”
“Guess they’ll have earned the show then, with that level of effort.”
I laugh, fizzy happiness bubbling inside me. “C’mon, let’s go inside—it’s hot out here.”
“I can fix that.”
In one swift move, Cam sweeps me off the ground and into his strong arms. For a split second, I’m nestled up against his broad chest. Then next thing I know, I’m on top of his body in the cold pool.
“Ohmygod, Cam!” I slap at his pecs, the water still chilly enough to take my breath away. Well, that and lying on top of a gorgeous pro football player, every muscle in his body chiseled like a sculpture straight out of the Renaissance.
“What? You said you were hot and sweaty.” He smirks, playing innocent. “Thought I’d help you out.”
He glides a large hand down my back, resting his palm on my ass and pulling me up tight against his body. His hard cock twitches against my thigh and I love that I have this effect on him. Pressing my hips against him, I twine my legs with his, run my fingers through his damp hair. He smells clean, like some masculine shower gel as I lean in and kiss him.
Cupping my cheek with his palm, he opens his mouth to me. I slide my tongue in, running along the straight line of his teeth, tasting him. Minty and fresh, I could lay here and kiss Cam all day long.
He palms the back of my neck, winding my ponytail around his fist and tugging lightly. “You’re beautiful, you know that.” His marine eyes lock on mine, pupils dark. “So damn beautiful.”
Hearing these words from Cam sets my pulse racing. I’ve dreamed of this moment since I was fourteen years old. To think it’s happening—we’re happening—is surreal. I’ve wanted him so much, for so long.
Gazing up at him, nerves and desire commingle, stealing my words. Now that we’re here, finally together like I always dreamed, I’m freezing up.
Don’t blow this, Sloane.
