Page 57 of The Remake


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He laughed. “Not exactly what I was thinking, but okay. What else?”

Walking toward the bleachers, I rose on my tiptoes. “Um… I would have… ditched studying to come to one of these games.”

He stalked toward me. “That’s better. What else?”

A thought popped into my head, and I bit my bottom lip. Luke raised his eyebrow, waiting for my response, but I shook my head. “It’s embarrassing.”

“Come on now. Don’t hold back. What else?” He stepped forward to grab my waist, but I stepped to the side, out of his reach, and laughed. “I would have made out with a player behind these bleachers.”

His mouth curved slowly into a roguish smile. Then he reached for my waist once more. This time, he didn’t miss. Running his thumbs up and down my sides, he said. “Now that’s something I can help you with.”

Walking backward toward the bleachers, I nearly stumbled. But his grip on my waist steadied me. His eyes bore into mine and I felt his hand cradle the back of my head just before he pressed me against the metal steps.

I gasped and so did he, right before his lips came crashing onto mine. He kissed me relentlessly until I had to pull away and catch my breath. His other hand moved to my face and he hovered his lips over mine. Slowly, he licked my bottom lip and I shivered. When I slipped my tongue to meet his, he groaned and pressed his body to mine. I felt how badly he wanted me. His hard ridge pressed against my hip.

He moved his lips down my neck and sucked. The pull excited me, and I wanted him to do it again. But he raked his mouth over my shoulder, instead, pushing the fabric away until my dress began to sag. I caught it at my chest. “Whoa. That was close. I almost lost it,” I said.

“Why did you stop?” he whispered in my ear, and I shivered.

“Because…,” I stammered. “Because we’re in a public place.”

“No one’s watching and you wanted to make out with a player. Well, as the former MVP of the team, I’m at your service.” He curled his fingers over my hand to pull the dress down again, but I stopped him. He stepped back an inch to watch me, then nodded.

“All right. Keep the dress on,” he said, as though he had just decided on something.

He lifted me from the waist and lowered me onto the side of the bleacher. My legs dangled as I tried to hold on to the seats on either side of me. I couldn’t get a good grip. Afraid I would fall and break my neck, I reached for Luke’s shoulders, which were just at my knees.

Finally, feeling secure, I laughed at our position. “How am I supposed to kiss you now?" I teased, lowering my face to his.

“You’re not. But I’m going to kiss you.” He licked his lips and spread my legs apart.

“Luke!” I admonished.

He looked up. His nostrils flared. “Tell me to stop only if it’s what you truly want and not because it’s what you think you should do. Tonight’s about reliving the past—carefree and no regrets.”

Oh, he knew me so well. I would regret saying no as soon as he put me down. So, I widened my legs and pulled him toward me.

“That’s my girl,” he growled and nuzzled his nose to my panties. I could barely feel him, but my heart raced from the excitement of it all. I looked out into the dark sky, blinded by the lights on the field, and burrowed my fingers into his hair.

He pushed my panties to the side and swiped his tongue along my entrance. I shivered from the first touch.

Slowly, he licked my inner thighs, inhaling my scent as he moved from one to the other. With his teeth, he pulled off my underwear and tucked them into his back pocket. Pushing both hands underneath my dress, he pulled my legs further apart and lowered his face again. The warmth of his breath on my sensitive clit gave me goosebumps and I knew he could feel the raised flesh on my bare thighs. He chuckled and I wanted to growl.

“Do you like that?” he whispered, his breath causing havoc on my hormones.

“You know I do, you bastard,” I growled back.

He chuckled and placed his mouth right over me and hummed. The sensation rippled through my body and I groaned aloud.

I pulled on his hair, and the humming stopped.

“Don’t tease me, Luke,” I warned. “I haven’t had sex in a really long time. I don’t think I could take much more of this.”

“Ah, Grace. Teasing is the best part.”

With only the tip of his tongue, he tickled the top of my clit and I bucked beneath him. “Fuck you, Luke,” I said and his laughter only made the humming worse.

I pulled his hair harder and this time, his growl caught me off guard. It sounded animalistic and raw. His fingers pressed into my flesh and he jammed his tongue into me and curled it inside, hitting my sensitive spot. “Yes,” I cried out.

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