Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 186(@200wpm)___ 149(@250wpm)___ 124(@300wpm)
I don’t understand what I’m feeling right now, but I know that I like it. That I want more of it. All I know is I want more of Cami.
“That was incredible,” she says softly.
“It really was. You are incredible—”
I bite off my words, unsure why I said that. But the look of warmth that spreads across Cami’s face tells me they were the right words. She leans forward and gives me another kiss. And as she does, the torrent of rain that had been pounding on the roof lightens and a break in the clouds allows a beam of sunlight to spotlight us in the interior of my truck.
Cami slips into the passenger seat and starts to wriggle into her leggings again. I watch with waves of tenderness descending over me. The emotions threatening to overwhelm me are completely foreign. But they somehow feel… right. They somehow feel natural.
I don’t know what to make of them just yet, but I resolve to figure them out. For now, I’m just going to enjoy the ride.
9
CAMI
“Grab some lunch later?” Ashley asks as she pokes her head into the training office.
“Sounds good,” I say. “You out on field duty today?”
“I am indeed. I’ll come get you when I take my afternoon break.”
“I’ll be here.”
She smiles at me before she leaves, and I go back to stocking the tape and supplies in the cabinets. It won’t be long before the players start filing in to get prepped for practice this morning, so I want to be ready. As I work, I hum a song to myself, unable to keep the smile off my face. My body is a little bit sore after yesterday but in a good way. A really good way. Images of being with Carter flash through my mind, and my body tingles deliciously.
Sex with Carter was every bit as amazing as I always imagined it would be. Just as incredible as the way I fantasized about it for all these years. Granted, in a car in a public parking lot might not have been my first choice of location for it—or my first time in general.
At the same time, I can’t deny just how hot and sexy it was. A lot about yesterday surprised me. From how turned on I was by having him spank me to calling him “Daddy.” Everything about what we did was dirty… but also sexy. Suffice it to say, I learned a lot about myself yesterday.
It’s not something I ever imagined coming out of my mouth. But somehow, it came out and just felt right. Carter was shocked at first, but judging by his smile and the way his cock swelled inside of me, he obviously liked it. A lot. And his reaction only fueled my own desire the way mine had fueled his.
Just thinking about it makes my lady parts pulse and grow wet all over again. My cheeks flush and I laugh softly to myself as I try to banish those thoughts while I’m at work. I need to calm down, focus, and be as professional as I can be while I’m here. No matter how hard I try to push those thoughts out of my head though, they keep coming back. Even worse, I find myself wondering if that’s a one-off or if the connection I feel with Carter is reciprocated. Maybe we can get to do that—and more—again.
Aside from the mind-blowing sex, I enjoy spending time with him. He's a funny, interesting man. I enjoyed the simple conversation we had at Mac's. Despite our age difference, I was surprised to find that we have a lot in common. Even if there wasn’t this attraction and chemistry between us, I wouldn’t mind just sitting and talking to him over coffee.
I shake my head. That’s something that will get sorted out one way or another, and I just need to relax and let it all play out. The last thing I need to do is try to force the issue. That won’t do anybody any good. Not at all.
“You seem like you’re in a good mood.”
Ryder’s voice from the doorway behind me sends a cold chill racing down my spine. My body stiffens and I bristle. I turn around to see him walking in and taking a seat at the table.
“Need my ankles taped,” he says.
I nod but remain silent, gathering the necessary supplies and then setting to work. While I do, I feel Ryder’s eyes on me. My whole body is tight with tension, but I’m determined to do my job and not let him bother or intimidate me. I give him a nice, tight wrap and tape him up.
“That should do it,” I say.
He slips off the table but doesn’t leave, just stands beside the table, looking at me with a smarmy smile on his face that makes my skin crawl.