Page 66 of The Game Plan
“I’ll come with you and get a refill,” Nicole replied. She looked at Andre’s glass. “Do you want another one, babe?”
Andre pressed a kiss to her cheek. “I would. Thanks, love.”
She smiled at him, and Reese felt nothing but happiness for them, desire starting a low simmer as he watched Sutton walk away from the table, the yellow silk clinging to her curves.
Andre didn’t say anything for a moment, but then he hopped the couple of chairs between them. “Did y’all really meet at the wedding?”
“We did,” Reese replied with a smile. “Since I was famous, and she wasn’t, she wanted to keep it under wraps for a while. At least until we had a chance to get to know one another.”
“Then why did y’all act like y’all just met at the house party?”
“She hadn’t told her uncle yet, and you know how Magnus gets. He can be over-protective and doesn’t want to see her hurt.”
Andre looked suspicious, like he didn’t fully believe Reese, but his features eventually relaxed. “Magnus is a bit of a ball buster, that’s for sure.”
“Yeah,” he replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “He wasn’t happy about it at all, especially since he learned about it on social media instead of from Sutton or me.”
That was the one thing Sutton and Reese had forgotten about.
Sutton and Nicole made their way back to the table, and Andre slipped back to his chair so the ladies could retake theirs.
“Is everything all right?” Sutton asked, looking between the two of them.
“Absolutely.” He leaned down to give her a quick kiss. “Never been better.”
A little while later,Reese and Sutton lay wrapped in the satin sheets of his bed together—their clothes crumpled in a pile at the end of the bed.
“I can’t believe I jumped you like that,” Sutton said, a laugh rumbling deep in his chest.
“I can assure you, you didn’t,” Reese replied, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
She smiled at him, and his heart raced in his chest. He wondered if he’d ever stop feeling like this.
“You’re amazing,” he whispered, leaning down to kiss her.
A pink glow tinged her cheeks in the soft light of his bedroom, her blue eyes sparkling from his words. “Thank you. You’re pretty amazing yourself.”
“I definitely think you win,” he said, covering her body with his own as his cock stiffened between them, ready for another round. “Didn’t the CEO say that this was the best event they’d had in years?”
She covered her face with her hands and wriggled beneath him in excitement. “He did!”
He barraged her hands with kisses until she moved them, excitement and happiness mingling with desire in her eyes.
“I have to thank the team,” she said, clasping her hands behind his neck. “If they hadn’t gotten the word out, then this event wouldn’t have been as big as it was.”
“I think you underestimate yourself, Miss Cooke.” He dropped a gentle kiss to her lips. “Your events are wonderful. You didn’t need the team’s help.”
“You, Mr. Vaughn, are too humble,” she replied, arching her body against him as he moved his hand to cup one of her breasts.
He didn’t respond, instead taking her lips as he rolled her nipple between his fingers.
Breaking the kiss, he teased his lips down her neck to her chest, tossing the sheet away to drink in her body.
“Perfect,” he whispered, swirling one nipple with his tongue.
She moaned into the room, her hands tangling in his hair to hold him to her breast as he tugged her sensitive tip into his mouth.
“Yes…” she breathed, the sound stiffening his body further.