Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
It had been hell not seeing Finley the past few days. The phone calls and text messages just hadn’t been enough. I’d gone to bed after an icy shower every night after hearing her sultry voice wishing me sweet dreams.
They were sweet alright. And sexy, filthy, and delicious.
“Another day,” I told Gage as I dug my phone out of my pocket. Finley had said that she’d be home when I arrived, but I wanted to call and make sure she was there before heading over. “We can celebrate tomorrow when you come over for the game.”
“Who is she?”
I stopped dead in my tracks, and my head swiveled toward Cole. “How do you know there is a she?” I asked warily. Finley was by no means a secret, but if the word was already out, I wanted to be prepared for the fallout.
Cole laughed. “Only a woman would keep you from celebrating a win like this with your teammates. And the look on your face confirmed it.”
Inwardly wincing, I smoothed out my expression as I resumed walking. “I never said I was meeting a woman,” I grumbled.
“Definitely a chick,” Gage agreed.
Rolling my eyes, I picked up my steps and left those two gossiping behind me. I’d ordered a ride share to meet me at the small, private airport where Lennox stored the team’s jet. I waved at the driver so she wouldn’t get out and opened the back door, tossing in my duffel and sliding onto the bench seat.
We greeted each other, then she began driving, and I hit the speed dial to call my girl.
“Hi.” Her voice was soft when she answered, sending warmth spreading through my chest…and desire straight to my groin.
“Hey, baby. Are you at home?”
“Yep.”
“I’m on my way to pick you up. Pack a bag.”
“What happened to going slow?” she laughed.
“Is that what you want?” I would give it to her if that's what she wanted, but it would probably kill me. Besides, nothing had to happen tonight. I just wanted her with me because no matter what we were doing, Finley made me happy.
“Slow is overrated.”
I didn’t have the patience to wait for the elevator.
Glynnis popped her head out of her door and grinned at me. I waved a greeting before taking the stairs three at a time until I stood in front of Finley’s door. Before my fist hit the door, it swung open, and Finley threw herself into my arms.
“Damn,” I muttered as I buried my face in her hair. “I missed you. I forgot how good you feel against me.”
Finley hummed and dropped her head back to smile up at me. “I missed you, too. Congratulations, Rhodes. You guys were incredible.”
“Thanks, baby,” I mumbled before I gave in to my driving need and sealed my mouth over hers. A groan rumbled in my chest, and I wrapped my arms tight around her, lifting her up to her toes for better access. Her hands clutched my shoulders as she gasped, giving me the perfect opening to slip my tongue inside. Fuck. She tasted as sweet as candy, and I was quickly losing all sense of reality. If I didn’t stop, I would push her back through her door and take her up against it.
I might be speeding things up a little, but I wasn’t going to fuck her like an animal our first time together. Her tongue tentatively rubbed against mine, and I ripped my lips from hers, burying them in her hair as I attempted to catch my breath.
After a few seconds, my pulse slowed, and I managed to set her back on her feet. “Where’s your bag, baby? We need to go before I lose my shit.”
Finley’s eyes filled with curiosity and heat, making my already swollen dick hard as a fucking rock.
“No,” I grunted with a sharp shake of my head. “Someday, maybe. But tonight, I just want to celebrate a fucking awesome win with my girl.” If she wasn’t ready to have sex, I would respect that, no matter how difficult it would be. But I had no intention of sleeping without her tonight.
Finley pouted, making me laugh. “We’ll negotiate the terms later,” she huffed, then spun around and bent over to pick up a small overnight bag.
Smiling, I took the duffel from her, frowning at how light it was. I probably should’ve been more specific when I asked her to pack it since she would need more than that. I didn’t intend to let her go back home any time soon. Then I mentally shrugged. She could wear my shit, and I’d order anything else she needed. The thought of her in my clothes put the upward curve back on my lips.
I laced my fingers through hers, and we walked to the elevator. It was an old building, so it was slow, and I used the time to get a little more acquainted with my woman’s delicious mouth. The ding when it reached our floor made us both jump, then laugh as we stepped onto the lift.