For the second time in a day, I all but threw myself from a moving vehicle the second the Uber pulled up at my apartment building, dragging Darcy along with me. Her giggle made my heart swell as we ran hand in hand up the two flights of stairs to my apartment. Pushing her against my door, I devoured her mouth as I sought out my keys, almost too impatient to wait until we were inside before I got inside her. She was right there with me, jumping into my arms and wrapping her legs around my hips as I encouraged her to rock against me. Finally, I felt the cool touch of metal and flipped the door key into my hand, trying to maneuver it by feel into the lock.
The door gave way behind Darcy’s back, and I felt a moment of relief that she was so small as I adjusted my grip to keep her from falling. Kicking the door closed behind me, I beelined for my ratty old sofa and placed her on her feet, then lay on my back, eyeing her wickedly. “Lose the pants and come ride my face. I’m starving for you.”
Her smile was shy as she fingered the button on her jeans.
“Come on, baby. Come sit on me. Please.” I arched my back and slid a hand down my pants, squeezing my dick hard to try and relieve the ache.
I didn’t see anything but her. Not my crappy apartment with its empty sportsbag decor and Sports Illustrated magazines littered around. Not the dusty ceiling fan and broken lightbulb I’d been meaning to fix for over a month. Everything around me was white noise as she lowered her zipper, running her hands over her hips and removing jeans and panties in one quietly confident move. Fuck, she was the most stunning creature ever created.
“Come here,” I growled, my voice so deep with arousal, it was nothing but gravel. Stepping up beside me, she hesitated before throwing her leg over my chest. With reflexes borne of hours practicing throwing a ball with Cody in his backyard, I hooked my arms under her knees, took two handfuls of her ass, and dragged her pussy up to my face. A little squeal left her as she caught her balance on the back of the sofa, but then it was all moans. And my fucking name. Fuck, yeah. She tasted like heaven as I thrust my hips at air, so worked up I could barely keep still. After the initial shock, she moved her hips. Tentatively at first, but as I growled and took her in, she began to ride, and I was ready to lose my mind. From my position beneath her, she looked like a fucking goddess, taking what she wanted — what she needed — that only I could give her. Her back arched, and I could tell she was close by the way her thighs tightened around my head. Without altering the stroke of my tongue, I reached around from behind and slid two fingers into her soaking wet core. She detonated spectacularly, shaking and whimpering as she tried to keep her balance over my mouth. I stroked my fingers in and out of her until she pushed away from me, her legs loose and trembling. “Shit,” she puffed, collapsing next to me on the sofa as she tried to catch her breath.
“I’m out of practice. I think we should go round two,” I joked, a smug grin pulling so hard my cheeks hurt. Darcy’s eyes narrowed.
“Definitely out of practice, I had to do all the work.”
I barked a laugh, then groaned as the movement caused a spasm in my lower abdomen.
“Poor baby. You need some help there?” the minx asked, running her palm up over the bulge in my sweats before peeling back the waistband. I lifted my hips in response, helping her strip me of my clothing one piece at a time until I was laid out naked before her.
“I’m yours for the taking. What do you have planned for me?” I asked, stretching in a way I knew would show off all my hard-earned muscle. Instead of calling me on my shit, she seemed entranced. And wasn’t that one hell of a confidence boost. Planting her hands on my pecs, she moved to straddle me again when my cell started buzzing in my pocket. “Ignore it,” I said, grasping her wrists.
“It could be important.”
She pulled away and fished in my sweats until she found the really inconvenient piece of technology. I considered hurling it at the wall when she handed it to me, but instead pulled her over to straddle my hips as I connected the call to Coach.
“Not a good time,” I gritted out as Darcy gripped my shaft and started working it slowly. Arching into her touch, I had to ask Coach to repeat himself twice before I asked him to hold on a minute and muted the call.
“Sorry,” Darcy whispered, moving to stand. Gripping her hips tightly, I positioned her over my cock and eased her onto me until I was fully seated within her.
“Fuck yeah, that’s what I needed.”
Unmuting the call, I asked Coach to repeat himself as Darcy gaped at me. Winking at her, I rolled my hips, watching her breath catch. Beautiful.
“I got a call from the board,” Coach said, clearly annoyed at my lack of concern for his message.Use me, I mouthed at Darcy, as I tuned back in to what Coach was saying.
“They’ve selected the team. The public announcement will be later today.”
I hummed a response that I hoped he took as understanding as I sucked my thumb into my mouth and started drawing circles over Darcy’s clit. Her breath left her on an audible whimper as she rolled her hips more forcefully, chasing the feelings I was bringing out in her.
“Look, are you home? I’m coming around to discuss… why are your keys in the door?”
Wrapping an arm around Darcy and shooting up on the sofa, I glared across the room. “Do not open that door.”
Darcy buried her face in my neck, but I couldn’t tell if she was embarrassed, or laughing at me. Although, an educated guess would have suggested the latter. Especially as she began to shake in my arms.
“Are you fucking someone while I’m on the phone with you? Really, Kane?”
“I’m fucking my fiancée, actually, so whatever you’ve got to tell me can wait.”
The laugh was so soft it almost didn’t make it down the line.
“Well, I was calling to tell you you made the team, but it looks like there’s more congratulations in order. Do me a favor and don’t answer the phone next time, okay? You’re the closest thing I’ve ever had to a son and I do not need to know what you sound like when you come. You can grab your keys from my place when you’re done.”
Coach disconnected the call, and the sound of the keys being pulled from the door was loud in the quiet space. As his footsteps faded down the corridor, Darcy lifted her face and let her laughter loose. I groaned as her muscles tightened around me and lay back, encouraging her back into the rhythm she’d found before.
My lower back tightened and tingles worked their way through my body in a sure sign I was close. “Touch yourself,” I panted, trying to hold back long enough for her to come first. She responded to direction beautifully, slipping her fingers between her thighs and gathering her slickness to rub herself into a frenzy. She screamed as her orgasm hit, her contractions gripping me so tightly I followed her over the ledge as my eyesight whited out and pleasure coursed through me.
Darcy collapsed onto my chest, and I gathered her close to me as we both panted hard.
