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I'm too far gone to argue. I let her takeholdof mycockand wrap her lips around it while I grab her hair."It's not going to take much."

And it doesn't. She squeezes my balls, sucking my length into her mouth, and that's it. Pulling on her hair, I empty myself down her throat, amazed at how she keeps sucking and swallowing as I jerk in her mouth. Black dots swim in front of my eyes as pleasure rips through me. Her dick of an ex didn't like this? Definitely a him problem, not a her problem.

I groaned, tipping my head back as the last of my cum spilled down her throat. My legs shake as I release her hair. She pops off me with an audible sound and I collapse to my knees, panting. The only sound is our heavy breaths mingling in the air. Then a chuckle turns into a giggle, andPalmeris leaning up on her elbows again, looking down on me with a smile that can outshine a million suns.

"What's so funny?"I wheeze. I draw in a steadying breath and let out a slow exhale in an attempt to calm my racing pulse.

"Not funny,"she says on a sigh."Laughing at how amazing that was. I never knew it could be sofuckinggood."

Ipullmy shorts back up and sit up on my knees, positioning myself between her legs. She leverages herself up, and when she'scloseenough, I put my hand on the back of her head andpullher lips tomine. I take her mouthdeep, mytonguesliding against hers, our musk comingling. When we separate, her eyes roam my face, a small crease forming between her brow but disappearing before I could make sense of it. Is she confused? Regretful?

I don't get achanceto ask before she pushes me away and hops off the bed."Last one in the shower is a rotten egg."

Igrinand give chase, my heart flipping in mychest.

Sixteen

Palmer

The next coupleof weeks pass like a ripshot. My days are all lacrosse—practices, games, and meetings. My nights are allCharlie. He'd come over with takeout and we'd enjoy a friendlydinner, sitting next to one another on the couch, talking about everything and anything.We still haven't had intercourse yet, and it's driving me mad. ButCharliehas shown me all the different ways one can be pleased, and provide pleasure, with just a few fingers, lips, and atongue. Nothing has topped the first night, though. After we'd showered, he went down on me twice more. I'd never come so much and so hard. When this was over, I'd have a hell of a time finding anyone like him. He might be in danger of ruining me.

I frown, the thought of things ending crashing my mood. But it will end.Charliedoesn't do commitment, I keep reminding myself. And I need to learn how to do chill and casual, instead of jumping from one serious relationship to another. Getting attached wouldn't be good for either of us, especially me.

"What's that look for?"Tishawhispers, elbowing me. We're sitting in the conference room watchinggamefilm of our biggest competitor, and my formerteam, the Philadelphia Stars."We're on a streak, while Philly's already lost two."

"It's nothing,"I whisper back, keeping my eyes on the film even though myattentionis somewhere else. In a certain office about three floors up.

"Right."Tishaturns herattentionback to the film, but taps my notebook with her pen.

I look down at the page. I'm supposed to be taking notes, but I've been doodling. Worse, I've written outCharlie'sname and surrounded it with fluorishes, like some lovesick thirteen-year-old. I scratch it out and flip the page, drawing a fewstaresfrom the sudden action.CoachKayla, who'd been pointing out key moments in the film, paused and raised her brows at me.

"Sorry,"I mutter.Coachcontinues, and I do my best to focus the rest of the time.

After, a few of the defensive playersfallin step withTishaand me, cutting off her opportunity to quiz me aboutCharlie, something she's probably dying to do."Sincepracticedoesn'tstartuntil after noontomorrow, we're going to Poe'stonight,"Vera says, gesturing to my otherteammates."Y'all want to join?"

"I'd love to, but Manny and I have plans,"Tishasays.

Charlieand I didn't have solid plans, though he's slept over almost every night,leavingearly in the morning to go home and change. I want to hang out with him, but maybe a little space will be good. This thing between us needs to breathe.

"Yeah, I'll be there."

"Cool,"Vera says."Happy Hour starts at five, but most of us aren't getting there until later."

Tishaand Iwalkin the opposite direction. We stop next to my car and I throw my bag in the backseat.Tishais bouncing on the soles of her feet, her eyes bright with excitement."Sooo—you haven't given me an update in a week."

"You have a hunky husband."I chuckle."You don't need to live vicariously through me."

She clucks hertongue."It's not living vicariously. It's being thrilled my good friend is finally getting good D. We can trade stories."

I wrinkle my nose."We've talked aboutsexbefore."

"Yeah, but I held back."Tishafixes the headband holding back her locs."I didn't want to make you feel bad going on and on about Manny's prowess while you were trying to find a good vibrator to get you off sinceBrennanwasn'tdoin' the job."

A flush crawls up my neck and settles in my cheeks. I put my hands to them, their heat obvious under my palms."I was so pathetic. I can't believe I settled formeh."

Tishapullsmy hands from my face and squeezes my wrists."You're not pathetic. You're sweet and kind and loyal. But none of it matters now because you have a man who's treating you the right way. He is, right? I don't have to take a long pole to his kneecaps?"

I sigh."He treats me like a goddess, T. And to be truthful, it's a bit of a problem."