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SOLACE

A word in Cap’s ear, and the vultures stayed the fuck away from my girl. Damn, for a moment there I thought she’d been scared off. Who the hell ever hurt her did a damn fine job but I got it—the same reason she couldn’t trust anyone and lived alone was the same reason I didn’t play with the puck bunnies or join team WAGS.

Staying out of Hallie’s way all day and not haunting her every step was my next challenge. I managed to watch her occasionally, especially when the media crew turned up for the afternoon shoot. Keeping an eye on the door I posed with the rest of the team, but I never got the chance to head into the office any more than I had the last week since I finally approached her.

Between training and promotions during the season I barely had time to think. The rest of the team might spend their evenings socialising and living it up, but the culture never sat well with me. We signed on to do a job, so that’s what I did.

Someone spritzed oil on my back and rubbed it in massage style, but I threw the hands off. I already hated this part, but I didn’t need anyone touching me after what I just promised to Hallie.

“I got it,” someone else muttered. Hands that weren’t half as soft slapped my back hard.

I grunted at the intrusion but the contract wasn’t unwelcome. “Thanks, man.”

“Don’t mention it.” Shannon Incarsen, the player who noticed my distraction during training earlier in the week and capitalized on it, squeezed my shoulder hard. “Hux said you had trouble with the slut squad.”

A snort left me. “Too apt, man.”

His next squeeze wasn’t so gentle. “My wife is counted as one of those.”

I stilled, knowing the rough time he’d had with her. “Apologies, man.”

“Don’t mention it. I get it.” He worked the oil in a little longer than necessary as the rest of the shoot went on without us. “We had some shit years, Lori and me. But we came through. Never really let her go, you know. Mighta been wrong but…I couldn’t give her up.”

I grinned. “I know how that feels. Been watching Hallie for a while.”

“Yeah? She the right one for you?”

I shrugged. “For me? Yeah. Me for her? Dunno yet. Guess we’ll find out.”

He laughed. “That’s sweet, brother. I don’t think I gave my girl a choice. She just had to come around to me.”

“Sounds like an obsession.”

“What we did… It didn’t define healthy.” He slapped my back head enough to leave a mark, and wandered away, talking loudly.

I rocked back onto my heels, thinking over what he’d said. Maybe I’d approached Hallie wrong. I knew she was it for me. Had known what I felt for her was more than lust for months even though we hadn’t fucked yet.

She was my obsession. I couldn't think straight without her. Knowing that she knew I’d been there all that time did something to me. That she sat at the desk, working her ass off as always, her thighs smeared with the evidence of our frenzied playtime earlier and the gaping hole where I tore straight through her tights and her panties clean off…

Fuck, I had to stop thinking about her, or this photoshoot would have evidence of my own obsession and a damn fine boner to boot.

Forcing a smile I fucking hated, I pushed up to the balls of my feet under the guise of stretching, and let Hallie slide to the shadowy parts of my mind for later tonight.

I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold to my promise to be gentle with her after all.

* * *

Sweat rolled along my spine as I pushed the bar up for the dozenth time this rep plus some. I’d stopped counting minutes before. My eyes barely left the door, and my arms shook. Before that, it was my legs that trembled, though they weren’t on the roster to work. Coach would be pissed I went off the schedule, but I didn’t care.

I couldn’t get Hallie off my mind but if she didn't haul her curvy ass through that door soon I’d either do it for her or storm into the office, flip her over her desk, and then all bets on being gentle were off.

My fingers cramped on the bar. I released the warmed metal, letting the bar up in a controlled raise as her shadow appeared in the doorway.

I closed my eyes. “Thank fuck,” I muttered, soft enough my voice shouldn’t have carried.

“Hey,” Hallie said, walking toward me with short steps. “I wasn’t sure if, you know, you changed your mind…” She stared at my sweating body and heaving chest with a furrowed brow. “Are you okay?”

I grinned and held out one hand, grabbing a water bottle with the other. “Yeah. I’m good. Stress relief. Wasn't sure you’d be here either.”

More frowns. I decided I hated them on her. “You get those?” she asked, incredulous. “Really? Fear that I wouldn’t turn up? Are you serious?”

I straightened and something in my back protested. I’d pay for the lack of stretching tomorrow, but right now all I cared about was the girl in front of me. “Hell yes, I’m scared shitless of rejection, beautiful.”

“Someone like you?” She stared at me sceptically. “I find that hard to believe.” Her arms folded beneath her breasts, pushing them up.

I swallowed hard. “Come here.” I patted my knee, spreading my legs apart.

“You’re sweaty. And filthy.”

“And you’re about to be.” She’d have to get used to that. I didn’t fuck cleanly.

Hallie hesitated, but she was here, and we had a deal. She walked through those damn doors tonight. I wasn’t about to let her renege, not after the way she coated my hand with her slick juices back in the offices earlier.

Hell, I’d barely been able to hold my shit together in front of everyone when I heard those sultry moans that I knew came from her soft lips before I saw her little display in the kitchen. Then, the food show. Christ, the girl should be locked away. Preferably in my bedroom.

The way she sounded, the effect she had on everyone in that room… and she had no fucking idea how hot she was . More than one guy on my team nearly embarrassed himself when she swallowed. I nearly ripped someone’s hand off when it strayed to his cock over his pants.

Which was the same reason I dragged her out of the room, and how we ended up here with her wearing ripped tights, her thighs painted in her own cum all day, and no one else the wiser.

But she wasn’t coming any closer, and I still had some work to do in breaking down the walls between us.

“How was your day?” I asked the loaded question softly. My eyes flicked to the hem of her short skirt that she habitually wore over her tights that usually concealed everything. Thanks to our playtime earlier, today that same pretty hemline left her exposed.

Her hands travelled to her sides where she gripped the material under my heavy gaze and tugged it south. “Everyone left me alone,” she said, confusion lifting her tone. “I– I thought after the kitchen there would be more, you know…”

“Bullying?” I kept my voice low, turning one hand up on my knee and curling my fingers inward.

She took an involuntary, jerky step toward me and halted. “Yes.”

A smile curved my lips. “I know.”

Hallie blinked. “You…did that?” She was afraid, and I hated it. “Don’t do that.”

“Don’t protect you?” I raised my eyebrows. “I thought you liked me stalking you, beautiful. Now get that ass on my lap before I rip a different hole in those tights and find out what colour your skin turns when I spank you.”

I didn’t have to guess on that last; her cheeks stained the perfect shade of heat that shot blood straight to my cock.

“Stop being dirty.” She surprised me when she strode forward, right up to me, her chin lifted in a show of defiance that floored me.

Better, when she lifted one curved thigh and straddled my waist, flashing me her still swollen pussy before she settled above me, not quite allowing our bodies to touch.

“Who are you?” I settled my hands on her waist, keeping my touch gentle though I wanted to squeeze and plump her body, haul her into me and kiss her until she creamed all over the front of my gym shorts. Fuck, I wanted her scent rubbed all over me so it’d never wash off. “Show me these tits,” I ordered, sliding a hand over the swell of her stomach to grip the front of her shirt. “Show me what’s mine.”

Hallie batted my hand away with a derisive laugh. “Nothing on my body is yours, Solace. I’m my own person, and if I let you play with me, then you’ll be grateful.” Her hands drifted over mine, her sweet touch so at odds with her words that I couldn’t breathe as she pulled her stretchy top down to expose her breasts to me.

Air stalled in my throat as I stared at her in awe, this stunning goddess straddling my lap, telling me I could only have her if she said so.

Fuck, I’d be on my knees, begging in a second if she denied me.

My cock strained to reach her heat as she rose above me, leaning forward until those gorgeous breasts were in my face.

“Lick,” she murmured.

Given all the permission I needed, I cupped my hands around her offerings reverently, leaning forward and traced my tongue around her areola. The soft hiss of her breath brushed my temple as I laved her nipple, playing with her other breast as I cradled her in my arms. Keeping her safe and giving her pleasure became my dual focus. Nothing else mattered as I worshipped her.

Slowly, the tension I hadn't realized she carried released from her body as she sank down onto me. I welcomed the wet heat of her that dripped onto my cock. Reaching a hand between us, I shoved my shorts down, needing the skin-on-skin contact. When she struggled in my arms I broke back from my attention to her nipples.

“I need to feel you over me,” I said hoarsely. “Nothing else yet, beautiful. Let me have this. Please.”

She nodded at whatever she saw in my face, pressing her body down onto mine. I groaned aloud, letting my eyes fall shut at the glorious pleasure of having her body contact mine. It wasn’t complete yet; we still had clothes in the way. But damn, it was a close thing.

“Better?” she asked kind of innocently, though I swore she held back some of her sass that laced her tone.

I reached behind her, ripped those tights as promised, and spanked that ass hard. “I warned you, beautiful.”

She yelped, crashing forward into me. Shock reflected on her pretty face as I held her to me, rubbing circles over the flesh I just tortured. “Why did you?—”

“No one ever spank you before, huh?” I mused, my cock thickening against her swollen pussy lips. I needed to be inside her now.

She shook her head, her bottom lip trembling a little. “No. I don’t understand you,” she whispered, a little wildly. A plethora of emotions scrolled across her face, the overwhelm too much for her to manage.

I stopped my petting, and cupped her face. “Breathe,” I commanded, playing the pads of my thumbs over her swollen mouth. “Nice and deep. Be good for me, then I’ll kiss you. Then you’re gonna come for me, nice and slow, and when you come down, soaking my dick, you’re gonna take all of me. Okay, beautiful?”

She nodded, her gaze unfocused as I leaned forward and brushed my mouth over hers. “Breathe, Hallie,” I whispered, waiting long enough for her to take a single, deep inhale before I fused our mouths together, gliding my tongue along hers.

Her tiny sounds, those whimpers and whines I thought I craved had nothing on the way she rubbed her sopping pussy over my length as she kissed me back. I groaned into her mouth, cupping the back of her head and kissed her harder, needing her lips as swollen as the ones that curled around my cock.

“Please,” she whimpered against my mouth. “I need to–” She choked up.

Heat returned to her cheeks under my hands, but the need reflected in her eyes told me everything I needed to know.

“You wanna come?” I cupped the back of her neck, holding her in place. A streak of my cruelty fired up as she writhed on my lap, needy as fuck. “Right here in the gym, with your clothes torn open so and your tits out so anyone who walks through that door can see you?”

Not that anyone was around or would be around because they fucking well knew better than to turn up tonight on pain of eating their own castration by my hand. Every motherfucker on the team knew to stay well away. But Hallie didn’t know what I threatened, and that suited me just fine. My other hand closed around her nipple, tweaking gently, milking her.

Her eyes widened, panic shutting off her brain as her body responded to the tease I set up. That pretty pussy massaging my cock gushed nice and hot for me.

“Solace, I can’t lose my job,” she gasped, twisting in my hold, but there was nowhere for her to go.

No way I was letting her up, not now.

“Imagine what the guys will smell when they come in to work out tomorrow. Your pussy juices all over the machine, heady as fuck. Think they’d recognize it from the office? I know how turned on you were all day,” I murmured against her mouth, pressing a hand to her ass and gliding her along my cock.

Her moan nearly undid me on the spot. I cramped my foot purposefully, using the pain to draw back on my own need. Denial was the game, right? Edge and pull back. Edge both of us again. When we came together, we would be fucking explosive.

“How do you know,” she gasped, rocking with me, the sounds of her arousal sucking along my drenched cock. “I looked for you all day. You weren’t—” Tears sprang to her eyes as she stared at me in utter desperation. “You weren’t there .”

My hand tightened on the back of her neck bringing her impossibly closer. She looked for me.

“I was there, watching you, little office girl. I made sure all your things were in the kitchen between training rounds and shoots. I made sure the doors were locked after everyone left. I made sure you had enough coffee and time to work while I thrashed myself fucking stupid in here and didn’t bend you over your desk and fuck you into oblivion before you were ready. I made it your choice to come to me tonight. Fuck, I made sure no one else would be here to see you,” I growled, my voice cracking on my final confession.

So much for not telling her.

Her eyes widened in surprise, or maybe it was something else. Those thighs clamped about me, trembling as she came hard. A soft noise I hadn't heard from her before elicited from her lips as she tipped her head back. Every part of her softened. Heat soaked my cock as I held her trembling body against me when she couldn’t hold herself up.

“Fuck, that was beautiful.” I stared at her, a lump forming in my throat I could barely speak around. “Jesus, I love you.”

Her fingers shook on my shoulders where they curled for purchase, slipping on my sweat beaded skin. “You can’t say that,” she whispered, her voice a bare thread as her head tipped forward.

I cradled her into my shoulder, lifting her hips and ignored that last. “I’m going to fuck you now,” I said gently, positioning my cock at her entrance, easing the head into her tight, flooded pussy.

Her whine grew as I pushed in, nails clawing against my chest. “Solace, I can’t–”

“You can,” I murmured, stroking her neck. She curled into me, but I held her back a little, needing to see her face. “Am I hurting you?”

“N– No, the pressure is a lot,” she whimpered, wiggling her hips and managed to take another inch of me.

I groaned, and clamped my hands to her waist. “Fuck me, beautiful. I’ll last less than ten seconds if you do that.”

She raised her head, a sassy look in her eye that I’d come to associate with her brand of defiance. “Yeah?” She panted, straightening and pressed her hands to my shoulders. “So I'm in control if I do…” She pushed down, her thighs squeezing my hips as she took my length almost in one.

I gritted my teeth, holding her gaze. “Fuck, beautiful. That’s a sight I’ll never forget.”

Or a feeling. My balls tried to draw up, but I cramped a leg and flexed my foot, drawing back from the edge fast. When I could get a breath in, Hallie's perfectly plump ass pressed to my balls, and she moaned, her pussy strangling my cock deep and tight.

She stared at me, her thighs trembling and I knew she’d reached her limit. Hell, I was close to mine.

Cupping her hips gently, I squeezed and lifted her easily, sliding her up my length and bringing her down again, testing the feel of her, how she took me. Small whines grew from her lips as I increased the pace.

“Going okay?” I asked, finding her mouth with mine in a sweet kiss that brought me back to the edge when her tongue toyed sensually with mine.

Christ, this girl… When I told her I loved her it was no line. I’d followed her for weeks, thought about nothing but her. She was in my fucking blood. I knew I’d had my eye on her for longer than she thought of me, and I was good to wait, if that’s what she needed. But I never said I’d be fair about it.

If giving her orgasms, spoiling her, and stalking her at work meant earning brownie points for my case, I’d do what it took to make her fall for me, too.

She moaned loud into my mouth, and I was done.

My fingers sank into her beautiful flesh as I drove her onto my cock, shoving my hips up at an increasing pace, railing her from below. Pants burst from her, cries ripped from her swollen lips that I licked and let her scream for me.

Her short nails sank into my shoulders as I fucked her, ruining her as she marked me. Promo shots might have to be with a shirt on for a while. I didn’t care. Her tits were back in my face. I caught a nipple with my teeth, sucking and licking until her pussy contracted, then bit down lightly.

Hallie detonated on me, creaming on my cock like it was her favourite sort of eclair. Her scream reverberated around the gym, and I knew every time I walked into this room I'd hear that sound. She rode me through her orgasm, running that one into the next. Those thighs never stopped trembling as I pounded her from below, finally releasing my hold on my own pleasure.

Her name met her screams as I roared, tipping my head back and filled her to overflowing. Those thighs clamped around me as she sank her pretty lips to my shoulders, sobbing and trembling and moaning.

My heart slammed into my ribcage as I threaded my hands through her hair and cradled her spent form to my body. It took more than one try to stand before I could carry her to the showers on trembling legs of my own. As much as I wanted to make her walk out of here with my cum trailing down the insides of her edible thighs, I had better plans for cleaning her up, starting with my tongue.