Chapter 10
FINLEY
Watching Rhodes play an incredible game had turned me on more than I expected. All I had wanted to do when I saw him in the stadium parking lot was throw myself in his arms. Walking away from him had been the hardest thing to do, but it had been the only way to throw my uncle off the scent.
Luckily, Gabe and Avery had been in town for the game because they were an excellent distraction. Lennox hadn’t asked any questions when I bailed on their post-game plans so I could head to Rhodes’s place instead.
He waited for me when I arrived, using the fob he’d given me so I could get to his floor. As soon as the elevator doors slid open, he yanked me close and crashed his mouth against mine, a deep growl rumbling up his chest.
I was breathless when he finally broke our kiss, and I already missed the feel of his lips on mine. Then he looked down at me with that bright smile of his, water dripping on his lips from his still-wet hair from the shower, and I couldn't help but grin in return as he led me into his apartment.
“I was hoping we’d win today because I bought you something. It’ll come in handy for our next game.”
I hadn’t even noticed the little red gift bag perched on the couch. I was too busy wondering how quickly I could get him naked on the leather sectional.
“Want to open it?” he asked, dangling the handle from his massive fingers—the ones I wanted so badly on me.
“I thought maybe we’d celebrate first,” I said, taking a step closer and fluttering my eyelashes as I met his heated stare.
I was still getting used to the whole “being sexy” thing, but if the bulge in his sweatpants said anything, I was at least having some effect on him.
“Open the bag first,” he said.
“Ugh, fine,” I huffed, rolling my eyes as I took the bag, opening it as my fingers brushed against the soft jersey material.
I had to hold back a laugh as I held up the bright red jersey with “Channing” on the back.
“Did you seriously gift me your jersey?”
He took a step closer, gripping me around the waist as he pressed my heated body against his. “Yes, and I want to celebrate with you wearing nothing but this jersey. I’m going to take you from behind so I can see my name on your back while I take you. I need to know you’re mine.”
I gasped at the brashness of his words, and he quickly seized my breath with his mouth, his tongue finding mine again.
Just when I went to deepen our kiss, he pulled back, tilting my chin so I met his gaze. “Are you going to show off my present?”
I gulped, unable to speak, as I took a step back and nodded.
While keeping my eyes on his, I slowly peeled off my shirt and jeans, leaving me in just my bra and panties.
Thank goodness, at least I picked a sexy black lace pair just for the occasion.
I went to grab the jersey, but Rhodes put his hand on mine, shaking his head.
“All of it comes off,” he growled.
I shivered under his touch and slowly pulled my hand back, peeling off my bra and already soaked panties before tossing them to the floor.
“Do you know how perfect you are, baby?” he murmured, slipping off his shirt and sweatpants with his boxers, giving me a view of his beautiful, sculpted body.
“How perfect?” I whispered, smiling as I slipped the silky jersey material over my head, my nipples pebbling against the thin fabric.
He closed the space between us, pulling me so I was flush against his hard body as his mouth enveloped mine. I barely had time to breath before a gasp escaped my lips when he spread my slit, hooking one of his huge digits inside me.
His lips trailed to my neck as he growled, “So wet for me already, baby. Is this tight pussy still sore from when I took you last?”
“No,” I lied.
After I lost my virginity to Rhodes, it was as if I could still feel his thick dick all the way up to my womb. But I had recovered more quickly the few times since then.
“I still need you to be good and ready when I take you.” He dropped to his knees, pulling up the jersey so my bare sex was on full display.
His dark stare stayed on mine as he swiped his tongue over my slit. Then he cupped my ass, plunging his expert tongue inside me, devouring me as though I was his last meal.
“Rhodes,” I sighed, gripping the couch so I didn’t fall over on him.
He grinned before he hooked my leg over his shoulder, gripping my waist.
I raised an eyebrow but didn’t have time to ask any questions because my soul shot out of my body as soon as his lips wrapped around my clit, sucking hard as he moved his digits in and out of my sopping sex.
My back arched into his instinctively, and I gripped his head as my hips jutted to meet his expert mouth. He moaned deeper, vibrating onto my sensitive skin as I rocked forward to meet his tongue.
“I’m gonna come,” I managed to murmur.
He held tighter onto my ass, his tongue picking up the movements as he sucked harder against my clit. My entire body was on fire as I closed my eyes, rocking out the orgasm that plunged through me.
I thought he would stop, but just as I came down from my high, he added another finger, lapping up my arousal. I didn’t have time to breathe before the next orgasm slammed through me, and I moaned hard, my body like jelly, as I tightly gripped his hair so I didn’t fall over.
“I love the way you taste,” Rhodes growled as he gripped my waist, helping me to stand before he placed a wet kiss on my lips.
I didn’t think I’d want to taste my own tangy arousal on his beard, but it was just another thing that solidified that he was mine and I was his.
As quickly as he was kissing me, he stopped, holding my waist and gently arching me over the couch, my hands placed firmly on the soft cushions.
“Spread those legs for me, baby. I want to see how well you take my cock.”
I did as I was told, leaning forward and spreading my legs.
“So fucking beautiful. And so fucking mine.”
He traced his fingers down the line of my butt before he slowly inched the head of his massive length inside me. I moaned at the immediate fullness. The one I didn’t know I’d been missing out on until I let Rhodes take me the first time.
“Your pussy is so tight,” he growled, slamming his hips against my ass.
At this angle, he was able to hit every spot, and I moaned, my entire body shaking from already being on the brink of another orgasm.
“You’re going to take my come, baby. You’ll take it so well. Wearing this jersey, my name on you, and soon my baby in your belly.”
With each word, he thrust harder, and as pleasure shot through me, it was so easy to see the future he talked about.
Wearing his jersey in public.
Me, pregnant.
All of that added to the immense pleasure shooting through me as I squeezed tightly.
“Fuck, yeah, baby, that’s it, milk my cock. Take all my come so I can make you mine.”
“I’m already yours,” I gasped as my entire body erupted again.
My arms were like Jell-O as I tried to hold myself up.
Rhodes scooped me up so I stood with my back pressed against his hard stomach.
“Don’t worry, baby, I got you. I need you to come again with me. I want to make sure we hit your womb when I come.”
His beard tickled my cheeks as he growled the sexy words against my ear.
One of his hands went down to my clit, and I didn’t think I could take any more pleasure as I closed my eyes and fireworks shot through me.
“Oh, fuck. I feel you all over my hand and cock. So fucking beautiful, so fucking mine.”
He thrust harder until his body stilled, and he moaned against my neck, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling against my back. We stood there for a few minutes; the only thing weighing me to Earth were his arms holding me.
Finally, he leaned in, kissing a trail up my neck and to my lips.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he whispered.
“So are you,” I murmured into his mouth.
He looked down at the gift he’d given me. “I think I like seeing you in nothing but my jersey. Knowing you’re full of my come. That your juices are all over my colors. Maybe next time, you’ll have to wear a game jersey so I can smell you on it the whole time.”
“Won’t that be a distraction?”
“You’re always a distraction, baby. But that’s not going to stop me from playing the game and then coming home to fuck this pussy.”
His length had slipped out of me, but we were still pressed together as he slid his hand down to my soaking sex. “This is mine.”
I put my hand on his and smiled, looking back to meet his heated stare. “All yours.”