Chapter 2
MATT
Ifelt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see the smoking hot bridesmaid standing in front of me.
“Hi,” she greeted and pushed a strand of her dark hair behind her ear.
I plastered on my signature cocky smirk. “Hey there.”
I had my eye on this girl all night. She was a rocket with an awesome bod, wearing a dark blue bridesmaid dress that fit her like a glove. She wasn’t subtle, eying me up all night long, either.
The pretty brunette smiled at me and bit her lip. I loved when chicks did that. It was sexy as hell, especially when they did it right before they wrapped their lips around my cock.
Okayyy…maybe I needed to get laid.
My dry spell was no joke. Kinda hard to meet anyone when I was on the road with the team all the time. Especially when I wasn’t sure about my place on the team. Most people I met had dollar signs in their eyes when I told them I was a professional athlete. Yeah, sorry, I was on an entry-level contract, and I didn’t get paid as much as the older guys.
She wrung her hands. “Um…”
“You wanna ask me to dance?”
She nodded. “Yes. Sorry. I’m usually not this forward.”
I grabbed her hand. “Let’s dance.”
That made her laugh, and she let me lead her onto the dance floor. I didn’t even know this chick’s name, but if this hottie was giving me the time of day, I wouldn’t waste it.
I twirled her around and ran my hands down her sides. She was tall for a woman, which I liked because, at six-foot-two, it was annoying to almost break my neck to kiss a girl. I eyed my teammate Noah, who was dancing with his new wife. I didn’t know how he did it with her being a whole foot shorter than him. I didn’t get guys that liked petite girls they could put in their pockets. A leggy Amazon was more my speed.
The mystery brunette wrapped her slender hands around my neck, and I was doing everything in my power to not get hard on the dance floor. She had a body that wouldn’t quit, and the way she danced with me made it hard not to think about peeling her out of that dress.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Maddie.”
“I’m Matt.”
She gave me a sly smile, but over her shoulder, Noah glared at me.
That was odd. He was the nicest guy you’d ever met. The other guys on the Bulldogs gave him grief for being such a Canadian stereotype. But he was glaring at me like he wanted to stab me. I’d only ever seen his expression darken like that when someone cross-checked him into the boards.
His wife, Dinah, pulled him down to her and kissed him, and I turned away, not wanting to spy on their sweet moment. Maddie’s hand played with the ends of my hair, and I bit back a moan. How did women always know that doing that felt good?
I leaned down and whispered in her ear. “You better stop that.”
“Why?”
I ground my hips against her, and her ocean-blue eyes got wide as she felt my hardness press against the material of her dress. Then she gave me a sultry look. “Oh, I can work with that.”
My lips curled up into a wicked grin. “You think so?”
She nodded. Her eyes were big but hungry, like she wanted to hop on my dick right here if I let her. Hell yeah—I loved a woman who was in tune with her sexuality and wasn’t shy about it.
“I’ve got a room upstairs. You wanna get out of here?” she asked.
“I’m ready if you are.”
She took a quick look around, and then she grabbed my hand, dragging me out of the ballroom of the swanky hotel. I put my hand on the small of her back as we walked toward the elevator.
Once inside, I pinned her against the wall. She looked up at me through her big lashes, looking so innocent and sweet. I dipped my head down to meet her lips with mine. She sighed into the kiss, her hands coming up to thread through my hair while she opened her mouth to me. I darted my tongue inside, reveling in her letting me take the lead.
The sound of the elevator dinging forced us apart, and we laughed as we walked out of it and down the hall to her room.
I pressed myself against her perfect ass and kissed the back of her neck while she fumbled with the room card.
“Oh my God, stop. You’re distracting me!”
“You really want me to stop?” I purred into her ear, nosing across her soft skin.
“No,” she answered truthfully when the card reader lit up green and she opened the door.
She let me inside, but once she closed it behind her, I was on her again, lifting her up into my arms and kissing her hard. She wrapped her heels around my back as we deepened the kiss. I pressed her against the back of the door, pinning her there while I licked inside her mouth. We were a tangle of lips and tongues as we kissed like we needed it to breathe.
I kissed down to her neck to that soft spot I knew drove women wild. “Tell me what you need.”
“To come,” she moaned.
“I can do that.”
She wrenched my head back up to her lips. “Can you?”
I liked this girl. She didn’t play around, and by the way she was rubbing my dick through my pants, she was hungry for it. I liked that a lot.
I set her down on her feet and led her to the bed. Then I turned her around so her back was against my chest.
I pushed her hair over her shoulder and kissed her soft skin. “Can I take this off?” I asked as I fingered the zipper of her dress.
She nodded.
“Maddie, be a good girl and say yes.”
“Yes,” she stuttered out.
I held the fabric of her dress taut while I slid the zipper down her back, revealing inch-by-inch of her summer-kissed skin. I kissed down her spine, smiling against her skin as she giggled at the sensation.
I bit back a moan when her dress fell to the floor and she was only wearing the tiniest black see-through thong I’d ever seen. Damn, did she have a nice ass. A nice everything.
I spun her around. “Look at you.”
“What about me?”
I fingered the string of her thong. “So sexy. Where can I touch you?”
“Everywhere?”
I lifted my hands up to cup her tits and bent my head to take one nipple in my mouth. She made a little noise of enjoyment while I switched to the other one.
“Can I take this off too?” I asked, pulling at her thong again.
She nodded enthusiastically. “Uh-huh.”
I dropped to my knees and slid the small piece of fabric down her legs until she was completely bared to me. Maddie had a rocking body. She was fit and toned like an athlete. That should have given me pause, but I was more interested in getting my mouth on her pussy.
“You don’t have to,” she told me while I spread her legs and looked up at her with desire-hooded eyes.
“Yeah, I do,” I growled and nipped at her toned thighs.
“You don’t…oh…”
She quit arguing when I licked her like she was mine. Like I was marking her for nobody else but me. I lapped at her clit and pressed a finger inside her entrance. She tensed at that.
I lifted my head to gauge her reaction. “You okay? You’re really tense.”
She grimaced but then nodded. “I’m fine. You have thick fingers.”
I pressed a second finger inside her. “Relax.”
“I…”
“Please?” I begged from below her. “I want to make you feel good.”
She ran her neatly manicured hands through my hair. “Are you gonna lick it again or what?”
I gave her a cocky smirk and did exactly that. The tension left her body when I focused on her clit, licking and sucking while I thrust my fingers inside her at the same time. She clenched her hands hard in my hair, but I didn’t mind a little pain.
“Matt!” she screamed as she went over the threshold.
Hell yeah.
I held onto her legs so she didn’t fall over while I licked and sucked her through another orgasm. When I looked up again, her eyes were closed in ecstasy. Chicks were the sexiest after I made them come.
“Maddie.”
“Hmm?”
“Can you let go of my hair?”
Her eyes snapped open, and a crimson blush came across her tanned skin. She unclenched her fingers and brushed my hair back in a gentle caress. “Sorry.”
I stood up and gripped her jaw in my hand. “Don’t be. You’re cute when you come.”
She blushed again, but then she trailed a finger down my dress shirt to land on my belt. She rubbed a hand across the bulge in my pants. “You have too many clothes on.”
“You want to help me out of them?”
Her deft hands undid my tie and threw it across the room. I laughed, but then she undid the buttons of my dress shirt. I shed my suit jacket and peeled the shirt off my wide-set shoulders. Her hand feathered across my chest, trailing down my abs until it was on my belt again. Her hands felt like light kisses across my skin, and I really wanted to know where this chick was gonna take me tonight.
She undid my belt buckle and then the zipper. My pants dropped to the floor, and her eyes widened. “Oh. Commando?”
I gave her a wink. “I like the breeze.”
Lie. I forgot to do laundry, but I wasn’t gonna tell a chick that.
She smirked and surprised me when she stroked my dick. I held back a moan. It had been months since someone other than me had touched my junk. I forgot what it was like to have soft, tentative hands on me. I closed my eyes at the sensation and tried not to blow my load.
She stoked it in gentle pumps at first, like she was feeling me out. My eyes snapped open when I felt her swirl her tongue around the head. I looked down, and she peered up at me with wide, innocent-looking eyes. She took me inside while her other hand stroked me.
“So good,” I groaned and reached down to hold her hair out of her face.
Not to be a gentleman or some shit. It was so I could watch her bob on my dick, seeing it sliding in and out of her mouth while she licked and sucked me until I came.
“Maddie,” I warned.
But instead of pulling off, she looked up at me innocently and continued to suck me off.
She was a brat, and I was into it.
“Fuuuckkk,” I groaned.
I jerked my hips, fucking her face while I came in hot spurts down her throat. She sucked until it was all gone and then stood up like it was nothing. I gripped the back of her neck and kissed her roughly.
I backed her up until her knees hit the bed, and then I tossed her on it like she didn’t weigh a thing. It was in that torturous moment while she was spread out waiting for me that I realized I didn’t have a condom.
Fuck me!