Page 44 of The Game Plan
He nodded and stepped back to grab her hand, drawing her off the field, making sure no one saw them leave.
They stopped to kiss a couple of times as they made their way down the concourse tunnel, Reese pressing her up against the bricks as they drove their desire higher with each step.
I can’t believe I’m going to do this.
She was more than ready—she was excited to sleep with Reese.
You’ve been wanting to do this since the night you met him.
And she was finally going to get her chance.
CHAPTER TEN
Haltingat the entrance of the locker room, Sutton whispered, “I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
He tugged her close and teased her lips with his own. “If you want to stop, say the word. Anytime.”
She looked up into his eyes, barely restrained desire lingering there. “I don’t want to stop. But if I do, I promise I’ll tell you.”
“Good,” he growled, crushing her lips under his.
She threw her arms around him, tangling her hands in his golden curls, tugging him closer to her.
He struggled to find the door handle behind him, a strangled sound of victory coming from him when he hit it. He shoved it open, practically dragging her into the room.
They were back in each other’s arms before the door slammed shut, Reese pressing her up against the wall as he ravaged her mouth.
She broke the kiss and sucked his lip into her mouth, scoring it gently with her teeth. He let out a moan, the sound echoing in the empty locker room and bringing a grin to her face.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, Sutton,” he whispered, holding her face still in his hands as he drank her in. Her lips wereswollen from his kisses, and her blue eyes practically radiated heat, hardening his cock further.
Releasing her, he skimmed her neck with his fingers, drawing them down her shoulders to her breasts, her lips parting on a soft gasp as he touched her body.
He moved his hands down to her waist and tugged at her shirt, pulling it loose from her jeans.
Kneeling in front of her, he dragged the cotton up, pressing a hot kiss to the skin revealed there. He placed his hand on the button of her jeans and looked up at her, her lips pursed as she watched him.
“Are you sure?” he whispered, his voice coming out harsher than he meant.
Her eyes rounded, but she nodded.
“Say it,” Reese commanded, giving the jeans a small tug.
“I’m sure.”
He kissed her bare stomach and popped open the button of her jeans with ease, drawing the denim down to her thighs to reveal the soft pink cotton thong she wore.
“I wasn’t expecting this,” she whispered, her face reddening.
“They’re perfect,” he replied.
He pressed another kiss to her navel, drawing his lips to the edge of the cotton before dipping deeper between her legs.
Dropping a kiss onto her mound, he tugged the jeans further down her legs.
“Open for me.”
She shifted against the wall, spreading her legs as far as the denim would allow.