Page 57 of Broken Play (The O’Ryan Family #1)

FIFTY-FIVE

GREYSON

"Since you asked so nicely." I sweep her off her feet and into my arms. "Which room?"

"The left."

I kick the door open and lay her on the bed. "I'm going to love the hell out of you, but from now on, you can never walk away from me again."

I peel her out of her clothes, cherishing the slow drop of her sweater and bra, revealing her perfect breasts. My hands slide over them, rolling her nipples between my fingers, making them pop. Then I wiggle her out of her jeans and panties.

"Glad to see you wore your plain white briefs when I bought you all that lingerie," I joke.

"How was I supposed to know you were going to ravage me on the day we confront our blackmailer? I was being practical."

"I love that about you. But you can afford sexy panties. In fact, I'm going to rip every pair off of you, so you'll need a thirty-day subscription."

"Ooh, I like it when you get territorial over my underwear."

"Actually, we should save money and not wear any, especially since they're always wet and your body will be leaking my cum every day."

"Fill me up, Ten."

"You know, after I retire, there can be no other number ten who plays for the Armadillos, because you saying 'Ten' to someone else will make me jealous."

"Then you'd better play lights-out so we can retire your jersey."

"Let me show you how well I can play."