Cannon (Pittsburgh Titans #6) Read Online Sawyer Bennett

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Romance, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Pittsburgh Titans Series by Sawyer Bennett
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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 417(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
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CHAPTER 15

Ava

I jolt from the knock on my apartment door and move swiftly from the fretting that’s turned me into a tight bundle of nerves.

Cannon is here, and this provokes a variety of feelings for more than one reason.

It’s been two days since we’ve seen each other, and I’ve been spending a little too much time thinking about him. Every passing hour seems to double the excitement. I’ve relished every tiny stolen moment, making me yearn for the next.

On the downside, I’m horrified that he insisted on picking me up for our trunk-or-treat date, which means he’s going to see where I live. My ratty dump of an apartment makes me feel like I’m not good enough for someone like him, in turn chipping away at the confidence he’s been helping me rebuild. I know this is silly, but it is what it is.

Mostly, though, I’m practically tingling from the inside out with the amazing news I want to share with him because I just learned it myself five minutes ago and he’s the first I’ll tell.

I move to the door quickly and open it.

“Holy shit,” Cannon says as his eyes roam all over, taking in my Dorothy costume. “You look amazing.”

“I got the job,” I blurt out.

Cannon’s gaze snaps from my sparkly red shoes up to my eyes. “The one in Charlotte?”

I nod, feeling slightly maniacal in my excitement. It’s a good job, and it helps assuage the feelings of inadequacy I have over my crummy apartment and unemployed status. “And best of all, she’ll let me work remotely.”

Something weird flickers over Cannon’s expression, but I can’t ferret out what it means because he crashes into me. Hands to my head, mouth slamming onto mine, his body walking me backward until he has me pushed against the tiny wall next to my broom closet.

“I didn’t think you’d be this excited about the job.” I laugh as his lips tickle along my jaw.

Cannon lifts his mouth just enough to mumble, “Happy about the job, but I’ve been thinking of doing this for the last two days, and I can’t wait a second longer.”

His lips are back on mine, and I fall into the pleasure of it. When I feel him hiking up my dress, though, it snaps me out of the daze of lust he’s put me in, and I twist my neck to break the kiss.

“Cannon,” I gasp as his lips simply move to my neck. “We don’t have time. We’ve got to get to the arena and decorate your car.”

My words bounce right off him. His hand slides up my leg, under my dress, and his fingers snake down the front of my panties, which are white cotton to match my ankle socks. I figured he would see that later and consider it a nice virginal, sexy detail.

“There’s always time for this,” he murmurs as he sinks a long finger into me. I groan as my hips buck against him.

While I think I’ll die if Cannon pulls his hand away, I also know we are running against a serious time issue. It was the basis of my argument we had earlier when Cannon insisted on picking me up. I knew we’d be in a time crunch if he came from the arena to get me, merely to drive us both back there. I argued it would be much better for me to meet him there, but I’m beginning to think he had this all planned out to have this bit of intimate time alone.

“Kids,” I gasp as he pulls his finger out before sinking it back in again. “We have kids waiting on us. We don’t have time for sex.”

“I’m not going to fuck you, Ava.” Cannon lifts his head and peers down at me. “Just going to get you off. Then we can go.”

“Oh God,” I moan.

Cannon is absolutely correct. It doesn’t take any time at all to bring me to a quick orgasm with his masterful fingers between my legs and dirty words whispered in my ear. My head falls to his chest where I shudder out my relief. Cannon rubs the back of my neck, soothing me.

He pulls his hand out of my panties and lifts my chin to place a chaste kiss on my mouth.

“I think you better show me my costume and let’s load up my car. I’m goddamn horny as hell, and I need to get my mind on something else.”

I tilt my head, a sympathetic smile on my face. “Well, that’s just not going to do. I cannot leave you in that type of pain.”

My hand goes to his erection, straining against his pants. He’s in what I consider his work uniform of khakis and a long-sleeve purple polo bearing the Titans’ logo. His chest and arms fill out the shirt nicely, and his pants don’t leave a lot of room for his hard cock.


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