Chapter 16
Chapter Sixteen
DELANEY
Is this one of my better ideas? Probably not.
But when all I could think about was Lydia and her photoshoot today, I couldn’t help myself.
Instead of going to watch some of the games being played here this afternoon—the safe thing to do—I slipped on my sunglasses and a ball cap and came down to the beach to watch Lydia’s shoot.
I don’t know what she was worried about because she is stunning.
The two-piece suit she chose was made for her. The high legs make her delicious ass look even more incredible than normal. So good that I want to sink my teeth into it.
With her hair tousled and the wind blowing through it, she looks like a goddess.
A cool breeze starts to come in with the gray clouds. As the camera people start to move, I take that as my cue to head back into the hotel.
Heat and awareness prickle on my skin at how gorgeous Lydia is.
Taking the elevator back up to my room, it’s hard to concentrate. The last thing I can focus on is hockey. I need to be studying my recruit and her stats.
But right now? I don’t care.
There’s only one thing that is going to make this better.
Heading into the bedroom, I dig in my travel bag and find what I need.
My vibrator.
Thank God.
Slipping out of my jeans and underwear, I fire it up and lie back on the bed. Spreading my folds, I slide a finger inside of me.
God, I’m already wet.
I push the vibrator inside, not wanting to waste a second. Immediate, sweeping relief floods my body.
The fingers on the top of the toy play with my clit as I push it in and out of me. I’m strung so tight, I’m ready to explode. It’s been far too long since I’ve been with anyone. I joke about my players needing balance, but I have none.
Which leads me to getting off in a hotel in Miami. With Lydia’s face flashing across my eyes.
It’s her blue eyes I picture staring up at me. Her tongue I’m imagining flicking my clit. Her fingers pinching my nipples until I come. Her words encouraging me to ride her face to orgasm.
I push the vibrator in deeper, seeking relief.
“So good,” I say to no one. “Let me come on your tongue.”
“Delaney?”
It’s like she’s here in the room. Hearing her voice spurs me on.
I push one hand under my shirt to play with my nipples. Heat gathers in my core as I get closer and closer to release.
Just what I need.
A throat clears.
“Umm, Delaney?”
Oh shit.
Peeking one eye open, I see Lydia standing in the doorway to the bedroom.
“Fuck!” I shout, grabbing a pillow and trying to cover my exposed lower half as best I can. “What are you doing here?”
In a pair of cutoff shorts and a cropped tank top, water is dripping off of her.
“It started raining, so I thought I’d bring your jacket back.” She holds up the black item in question. “I knocked and you didn’t hear me. I thought you were gone, so I came in.”
“Right.”
Rain pelts the sliding glass door as a boom of thunder rolls through. It doesn’t cover the vibrations of the toy still between my legs.
If there was ever a situation I didn’t need her to walk in on, this was it.
“You can just put it on the dresser and leave.” Embarrassment creeps up my cheeks. I want her out of my room as fast as possible. Whatever I was feeling before is gone.
She turns, looking behind her to throw it down, but doesn’t make a move to leave. In fact, she takes a step closer to the bed.
“Why do I have to leave?”
“Because I want to die of embarrassment in peace.”
“Or…”
Lydia takes another step closer.
“Or what?”
“Can I…” She licks her lips, eyes fluttering between the pillow that’s covering my pussy and my face. “Can I help?”
“You…what?”
Lydia drops one knee on the bed. “You aren’t the only one feeling something here.”
“What are you talking about?”
A sheepish grin settles across her mouth. “I was checking your jacket pockets and—”
“Oh shit.” If possible, my face goes even more red. “Look, I wasn’t going to give it to you.”
She shakes her head. “But I feel the same way. I have for a while now, D.”
D.
It’s the way she says it that has me throwing caution to the wind. Tossing the pillow to the side, I crook a finger at her.
“Then what are we waiting for?”
Lydia drops to the bed, crawling toward me. Her wet hair falls in waves around her as she moves up my half-naked body. Drops of water cool my overheated skin as her body settles on top of mine.
“Where do you want me to start?” She nips at my jaw.
I arch my hips up, cradling hers in mine.
“Finish what I started.”
“Not yet.”
Before I can argue, her mouth crashes against mine. My hands are greedy. Seeking out her skin where I can find it.
Her tongue demands entrance and I readily give it. Each soft stroke against mine amps up my pleasure. Butterflies are dancing in my stomach as I wrap my legs around her.
Warm lips trail a path down my body. Nipping and sucking on my skin.
“No more of this.” Lydia grabs the still moving vibrator and turns it off, chucking it toward my suitcase. “You’re going to come on my tongue. Just how I like it.”
There is nothing sexier than Lydia taking over. Thrusting my legs apart, she settles between them, but doesn’t move any closer.
“I forgot just how much I loved your pussy.” She drags a finger through the wet folds. “I could stay down here for hours and not get tired.”
“Do it,” I urge her on. “Please.”
“Ooh, I like hearing you beg.” She turns her lust-filled smile on me. “More.”
“Please, Lydia. I’ve been dying to have your mouth on me since you walked into my locker room.”
“More.”
“God.” I thrust a hand through my hair. “I forgot how much you make me crazy in the best way.”
Her tongue darts out but only brushes my pussy.
“Ugh. That’s just mean.”
Lydia bites the tender skin on the inside of my thigh, kissing the sting away. She does the same to the other side. Repeating it, moving closer and closer to where I really want her.
By the time she sucks my clit into her mouth, I’m dripping.
“Gah!” Lust is pouring from me. I don’t remember ever being wound so tight or having such a desperate desire for someone.
With each lick and suck, I’m a needy, wanton mess at Lydia’s touch. Hungry for more.
“Are you going to come on my tongue?” she asks, blue eyes peering up at me.
“Yes. Make me.”
Lydia pushes one finger inside of me, curling it as she blows warm air over my sensitive skin. It’s the carnal lust licking through me that pushes me over the edge. That has me shouting her name.
“Lydia!”
Toe-curling waves of pleasure roll through me. It’s the best I can remember feeling in a long time.
All at the hands of Lydia.
“That’s it, baby. Ride it out,” she purrs against my pussy.
“Oh God. So good. So damn good. Yes. Yesss.”
I have no idea what I’m saying because I don’t care. I don’t care that I’m breaking every rule. All I care about is Lydia right now and how good she is making me feel.
By the time I’m floating back down to earth, Lydia’s happy face is resting against my thigh.
“So, want to talk about a few things?”