AllFreeNovel
Share Us
She gazed up at me. I already knew her face by heart. I’d long since committed every green fleck in her blue eyes and every cinnamon freckle to memory. An aching foreboding burned in my gut. How would this work? What would be left of my reputation when it got out that I’d taken a job at a football club and then slept with the captain? What the hell would people think? Miri? Gabe? Mum? I’d never be able to look anyone in the eye again. This was costing me my reputation, my career, and my self-respect, but with Skylar Marshall writhing underneath me, all of those things felt like a small price to pay. This wasn’t just sex. It never had been.
I trailed my lips along her neck, breathing in her watermelon scent. My hands traced up her bare legs and she shuddered against me. Where I expected to find material was the smooth skin of her perfect backside.
“You’re not wearing underwear.”
“What’s the point? You’re always so eager to tear it off.”
Her devilish eyebrow raise made me stiffen. So confident. So cocky.
Good girl.
I kissed the warm hollow of her neck. “Have you had an orgasm alone yet?”
“What?” She laughed nervously.
“Have you got yourself off?”
She lowered her gaze in confusion. “Why are you asking me that?”
“Because you need to know that you can do it for yourself. You can take it whenever you want.”
She fiddled with her nose ring, but she wouldn’t look at me. “I don’t know if I can… I guess because I haven’t needed to. I haven’t thought about it…”
I stroked my palm under her t-shirt, over her taut stomach, resisting the urge to ravish her. This was about her pleasure. “Why don’t you have a go now.”
She laughed. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Why is that ridiculous?”
She swallowed and her hand fluttered to fiddle with the silver bar in her eyebrow. “You don’t want to see me doing that.”
“I don’t want to see you writhing in pleasure naked on my bed?” I tapped my lips, pretending to consider. “It’s a struggle to think of anything I’d like to see more.”
“You really want to see that?”
“Yes.”
She licked her lips. “Really?”
“More than anything.”
She frowned and lowered her hand gingerly down her stomach and under the covers. Her face softened with pleasure. A current of desire shot through me. Nothing turned me on more than watching Skylar Marshall learn how to satisfy herself. I needed her to know that she could take all of this for herself whenever she wanted. Sean had made her feel deficient, but she was anything but. She was perfect. My fingers burned to touch her, but I lay next to her, stroking her silky hair back from her head.
A soft moan escaped her lips as she chased her own delight.
“Take off the t-shirt. I need to see you bare,” I said.
She laughed and pulled her t-shirt off. “I thought this was about me.”
“It is, but I’m not a saint.”
She gave a delicious whimper and wriggled her backside into the bed. “It’s nice, but it’s not enough. I need…” She bit her lip and her eyes raked over me. “You’re going to make me say it?”
“You’re allowed to ask for what you need.”
She spoke between soft moans. “I need you.”
“What do you need from me?”
