TheGrinder_Kobo

by Steph

  “I’ll take mine off if you take yours off.” He already had his hands on his belt buckle. “Don’t wanna rip your clothes but I’m so hot for you, I might tear them off with my teeth.”

  The image that flashed through her head at what else he could do with his teeth made her gasp.

  And he groaned. “God damn, hon. Look at me like that again and I’m not giving any guarantees.”

  She got to work.

  “I’m going to need to get heavier clothes so I can wear less of them to the game.”

  His deep laughter did wild and wonderful things to her insides. “I’m all for less clothing. And skirts. I think you should wear skirts every damn day. They come off easy and your legs look fucking amazing in them.”

  She wanted to agree with him. She’d stripped off her top layers easily but her damn jeans were tight on her hips and a struggle to push down her legs. Especially with two-hundred-plus pounds of fucking hot man looming over her.

  He’d stripped his pants and underwear down to his knees and his cock stood straight out from his body, ruddy and ready and tempting her to reach for it.

  But she needed him to move if she was going to get her jeans off.

  About to open her mouth and tell him to strip her, she let out a squeak when he backed off the bed and stood at the side, shoving his pants down then grabbing her jeans and yanking them off. It took him a few tugs but he finally got them down. She wanted to laugh because he had the same intense look on his face that she’d seen when he played. But she couldn’t quite manage because she was way too excited.

  And horny. Definitely horny.

  When he put his hands on her knees and spread her legs then knelt between them, she was practically panting.

  Even more so when he dragged his hands, palms down, up her thighs to rest right at the juncture of her hips. His thumbs brushed against her mound and she wanted to clench her thighs together but his knees held her open. Wet and aching, she held her hand out to him. But he just smiled and moved his thumbs closer to her clit.

  Her stomach contracted and she sucked in a sharp breath.

  “Something hurt, sweetheart?” His rough chuckle made her muscles tighten even more. “Do you need me to do something?”

  “Yes, I need you to stop teasing me.”

  His grin widened. “Aw, that’s half the fun.” His thumbs moved infinitesimally closer to her clit, which was throbbing and tingling and dying for him to touch her. “I don’t want to rush things this time. Last time, you made me lose my control. And it usually takes a hell of a long time to get me to break. So, this time, I’m determined.”

  “Determined to do what?”

  “Well, how about I start with ‘lick you until you scream’?”

  Before she’d finished drawing in much needed air, he’d slid his hands between her thighs to spread her even more and bent to put his mouth over her sex.

  She arched as his tongue flicked over her clit just before he sucked the little nub between his lips. Her eyes rolled back in her head before they closed completely and she sank her fingers into his hair so he wouldn’t get away. At least not without a battle.

  Because…oh my god, the man knew how to use his mouth. And not just to talk. His lips and tongue worked together to make her body do what he wanted. Which was to writhe in ecstasy, apparently.

  Every flick of his tongue made her back arch off the bed. Every time he sucked on her clit, she pressed her mound even harder against his mouth.

  She moved so much, he finally put his hands on her hips and held her down on the bed so he could make good on his promise to make her scream.

  She resisted as long as she could. She wasn’t a screamer. It just wasn’t in her nature. But when he bared his teeth and nibbled at her, she couldn’t help herself.

  The sensation was too much for her to process and the sound that came out of her mouth was probably pretty close to a scream. Her body shuddered, sensation zipping through her, and she almost ripped his hair out by the roots before she relaxed her fingers.

  She tried to catch her breath but he wouldn’t let her. As his lips moved up her body, pressing open-mouth kisses along her belly, one hand slipped between her legs to play with her labia, already slick and full.

  As he moved up her body, stopping to suck on each of her nipples before moving to nibble her neck, she got a quick chance to catch her breath before his fingers slipped into her channel and began to fuck her.

  Her hands slipped from his hair and onto his shoulders, pulling him closer, that big body covering her like a heavy blanket, his heat searing her skin and driving her desire for him to a fever pitch.

  But he still wasn’t close enough. Her hands slid lower as his fingers spread her wide and stroked high inside her. If she lifted her hips, she might be able to rub her mound against his erection. And if she got her hands on his ass, she could pull him in even closer.

  With her few remaining brain cells, she slid her hands to his ass and pulled him closer. He barely budged but it was enough to feel his cock brush against the trimmed curls on her mound.

  She felt his groan rumble through his body, making her shiver.

  “You want me closer, sweetheart? If I get any closer, I’m gonna be nailing you to the bed in a second and I’m not done playing yet.”

  Her fingers scraped over the sleek muscles of his ass and down to his thighs, her nails dragging along his skin. A shudder rippled through him and he bit her at the tender junction of her neck and shoulder.

  “If you play any more,” she gasped as he licked at his bite, “I’m going to come before you get inside.”

  “That’s okay. I’ll just make you come again.” His fingers twisted inside her, making her arch as her hands clenched around his thighs. “And again. And again.”

  His fingers thrust in an ever-increasing rhythm that had her body moving along.

  Kissing his way back to her mouth, he sealed their lips together and drew his hand from between her legs as he dropped over her.

  He was so heavy, she almost couldn’t breathe but she wrapped her arms around him so he couldn’t get away. Her legs followed, draping over his hips as she arched into him, trapping his cock between them.

  That made him groan again and he moved just enough so his cock was between her thighs, the tip nudging at her sensitive labia.

  He rubbed there for a few long seconds, teasing her, before he punched his hands into the mattress on either side of her and pushed up so he could stare down at her.

  Hazel eyes blazing, he leaned down to rub his nose against hers in a tender motion that made her heart melt.

  Oh, wow. So not fair.

  It made her want…so much more.

  “Condom?”

  She blinked and amazingly her brain figured out what he’d said. “Top drawer, bedside table.”

  “Can you reach it?” His lips curved. “I don’t want to move.”

  Neither did she but she did want him to make love to her. Right now.

  So she stretched her arm out and caught the drawer with her fingertips, grabbing the box and digging inside while he dipped his head and tugged on her left earlobe with his teeth.

  She nearly dropped the condom when he flexed his hips and rubbed his cock head against her clit, making her moan at the sharp burst of pleasure. His tongue drew patterns along her throat, making her heart skip beats like a scratched CD. And making her frantic to have him fill the aching void inside her.

  “What’s wrong, hon?” Riley whispered directly into her ear before rubbing his bristly cheek against her temple…and rubbing the head of his erection against her labia in a motion guaranteed to make her crazy. “Something you need? Ask me for anything.”

  “I want you.”

  He pulled back until she could see his lips curved in a grin she’d seen him give opposing players. Usually just before those players attempted to take his head off.

  “Really? I don’t know about that. I think you’re gonna have to be a little more convinc
ing.”

  Her gaze narrowed as her thighs clenched at the teasing tone of his voice. “And how exactly do you think I should do that?”

  His turn to groan. “Damn, I love when you talk like that, all prim and proper like we’re not lying here naked and I’ve got my cock between your legs.”

  Jesus, if he kept talking, she might actually come without penetration. Her body tingled from head to toe.

  Shoving the condom against his chest with one hand, she used the other to weave through his hair and tug, hard.

  “Use the damn condom and fuck me, Riley.”

  His grin faded but the lust in his eyes tripled. “And then you talk like that and, holy shit, babe, I might just come now.”

  “Don’t you dare.”

  “Then put it on me.”

  He rose back up on his knees and she realized the light in the hall was still lit and she could see every ripple of muscle in his abs as he breathed and the flex of his thighs as he moved his knees farther apart. Opening her legs even more.

  Still holding the condom, she ripped it open with her teeth then reached for him, rolling it down his hard, thick shaft, barely able to breathe.

  As soon as she was done, he dropped back over her, hands planted on either side of her shoulders. And still not where she needed him.

  “Riley…”

  “Guide me in. I fucking love having your hands on me.”

  Tilting her hips up, she reached for his cock with one hand and put her other hand on his jaw to guide him down to kiss her as he slid home.

  Her eyes closed as their lips meshed and she groaned at the thickness of him. He stretched her tight, filled her completely and was almost too much to bear.

  But she knew from the night before just how much pleasure it would bring her when he started to move. The man had a gift.

  Moving her free hand to his ass, she gripped him hard and pulled.

  And felt his lips curve against hers.

  But he refused to move. Instead, he tilted his head to get a better angle and then slid his tongue into her mouth, doing exactly what she wanted him to be doing with his cock.

  For at least a minute, he tormented her with his tongue, the rest of him perfectly still.

  So she moved, arched her back to push him farther inside then sank down so he slipped out just the tiniest bit.

  It was enough to give her some satisfaction but it was also enough to taunt Riley.

  After a few moments, she heard Riley groan and his kiss became more frantic, his tongue sinking deeper and deeper until finally she felt him start to move.

  Every time he pulled out, she followed him, tried to get him to come back. And every time, he pushed forward, she tried to take him deeper.

  It almost seemed like they were working at odds but nothing could’ve been further from the truth.

  Their bodies synced in seconds and then Riley loosened the chains.

  Lowering himself, he wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the other behind the small of her back, lifting her hips into him so he rubbed against her clit every time he slammed into her.

  She’d never been to bed with a guy as strong as Riley. Every thrust forced him deeper until she thought he couldn’t go any further. And still she wanted more.

  But he was so much bigger than her, he practically enveloped her. She didn’t mind but he did, apparently.

  Without warning, he rolled until she was on top. But he kept her wrapped so tightly against him, she could barely move. At least now she could breathe. Until he lifted his head and started to kiss her again.

  She wanted to move with him, but his hand on her ass kept her where he wanted her. Not that it was a bad place to be.

  It was an awesome place to be, actually.

  With Riley’s mouth on hers and his cock moving inside her and his hands spread on her back and her ass, she felt taken.

  She loved it.

  And when she felt all that tension inside her reach its breaking point, she moaned into his mouth as she came, feeling him freeze as she clenched around him before he pumped his own release into her with a groan.

  Chapter Six

  An annoying beep woke Riley out of a deep sleep.

  He frowned, ready to chew Justin’s ass for not turning off his alarm, especially since this was their morning off.

  Then he realized this wasn’t his bed. And Justin was nowhere to be found.

  Beside him, Aly was a sleek mass of warm, naked flesh and silky hair. He’d curled around her so her back was nestled against his chest and her ass snuggled against his groin. Of course, he had stiff morning wood pressed right between her cheeks and damn, if that didn’t feel great.

  Her head lay on his bicep and he was pretty sure his arm was asleep and would hurt like a bitch when she moved, but he could lie here all fucking day and never get up, if he got to keep her naked and warm beside him.

  Turning his head, he rubbed his chin against her hair and curled his arm even more tightly around her waist.

  He breathed in her scent, something warm and floral and sexy as hell.

  Fuck.

  She was going to have to get up soon, but he wondered if she’d have enough time for a quickie before she needed to get ready for work.

  He was bending forward to nuzzle his nose into her neck before he bit her and slid his hand from her stomach to her mound when she sighed and shot straight up in bed.

  “Oh shit.”

  Flopping onto his back, Riley laughed so hard his stomach hurt but it was worth it when she turned to glare at him.

  Jesus, she was gorgeous. Her hair was all messy and it looked good on her, falling over those beautiful tits and making him want to get his mouth on them again.

  Scrambling onto her knees, she put her hands on her naked hips and glared even harder. Which just made his cock stiffer. “How long have you been awake?”

  “Long enough to want to get back inside you before you have to go to work.”

  She blinked at him a few times, her lips parted like she was going to say something, but she never did. Finally, she shook her head and huffed out a laugh.

  “I really wish I had time for that. But I have to be there in an hour and I need a shower.”

  Crunching up, he grabbed her around the waist before she could move away, loving the little squeak she made when he lifted her into the air so he could move her over him. Her knees landed on either side of his hips and her hands slapped down on his shoulders.

  “I could make that shower worth your while.”

  Laughing, she bent to kiss him, her hair hanging down around his face, a silky curtain he wanted to feel on his chest, his stomach. His thighs.

  He wanted her to bend down and kiss him but she stayed where she was, staring in his eyes. “And then I would definitely be late for work. Don’t you have practice this morning?”

  “Not until eleven because of the back-to-back-to-back games.”

  Shaking her head, her lips were curved in a smile he wanted to taste. “Well, I can’t be late. We have a staff meeting every Monday at ten.”

  “Then take the day off. I’ll take you to breakfast and we can buy lunch and we can eat it in bed where we’ll spend the rest of the day until I have to go to practice.”

  “Oh, so you go to practice but I can’t go to work?” She lifted her eyebrows at him and his cock jerked in response.

  She must have felt it move against her leg because she glanced down before looking back into his eyes. But she was still grinning.

  “Okay, Plan B. Quickie now then you go to work and I go to practice. Then we’ll meet up for dinner and we can get to bed a little earlier so we don’t have this same problem tomorrow morning.”

  She sucked in her bottom lip and bit on it for a few seconds before she answered. “So you want to be here again tomorrow morning?”

  “Of course.” He shrugged like it was no big deal, but he could see by her expression that she was going to be a harder nut to crack than a pro with twenty years under
his belt. “But we’ve got a road trip to Springfield Wednesday and we’ve got practice daily until then so maybe I should get some sleep, at least a few nights.”

  She smiled, but he could tell she still was trying to figure out what to do with him.

  Besides the obvious.

  And since it went against every fiber of his being to keep his mouth shut, he added, “But I’m willing to give up my beauty rest if you are. Not that you need much because, sweetheart, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen at seven in the morning.”

  The flush on her cheeks deepened but he knew it wasn’t embarrassment. It was heat.

  Just when he thought she might take him up on his offer, her lips twisted and she shook her head, silky strands catching in his scruff until he wove his fingers through her hair and pulled it back behind her neck. He fucking loved the feel of it in his hands.

  She bent and pressed her lips against his, kissing him so sweetly, he panicked for a second. Fuck, what’d he say? Was she going to shove him out the door and he’d never see her again? He already knew he wouldn’t let that happen. He knew this girl was something special and he wasn’t about to let her go.

  He was all ready to open his mouth and say whatever he could to get her to agree to see him again tonight when she said, “Can we take a rain check until tonight? I really need to get in the shower, and if I don’t have at least two cups of coffee before work, I will rip someone’s head off.”

  Her perfectly deadpan delivery amused the hell out of him, and he laughed before he lifted her off his body and to the side of the bed, where she put her feet on the floor.

  But before she could get away, he shot up to his knees, grabbed her head in his hands, and kissed her hard, pressing her lips open and sliding his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. She responded immediately, her hands gripping his hips…but not pulling him closer. Which was where his cock wanted to be.

  Down, boy.

  Then again, he loved kissing her so he could deal. He’d see her again tonight and they’d figure out the rest of their lives when he got back from his road trip. Hopefully while they were naked in bed.