Worth the Chance (Worth #3)

17. CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 17

KASON

Lying on my sofa together, Sierra’s head is on my chest while her soft fingers trace along my abdominal muscles. She started offering this comfort when we took a soak in the tub and has been doing this since we left my mother’s apartment last night.

When we were driving home, her hand stayed on my thigh. Whether it be holding my hand or gliding her fingers on my back, the caresses continued. I appreciate her caring and being here for me, and her touches do comfort me. I felt more relaxed, but my mind was still back on what transpired with Simon at my mom’s place. I felt like I could murder my father for screwing around with the staff right under Mom’s nose. I had to get him out of that apartment before I strangled the life out of him. I would have done it with no regrets.

He went too far, and I doubt it was the first time he cheated in their own home. When we left that morning, I didn’t expect that he would have come home in the meantime, and I certainly didn’t want Sierra to see Simon getting his dick sucked. That thought alone makes me want to beat his ass again, that and calling my girl a bitch. He has no idea how lucky he is to still be breathing. I lost control with him for a moment, but luckily I was able to rein it in before I ended up in jail and he ended up in the hospital unconscious. I’ve learned through playing football to hold in my reactions. A grab to the balls or a stomp on the hand when you’re lying on the bottom of a pile happens often and a player's retaliation is what refs usually catch.

There’s no way he could hurt me, I’m not a little boy anymore. The last time he attempted to put his hands on me, I shoved him against the wall and had my hand around his throat. Needless to say, he never tried again. He used his words often enough though, and he could be cruel with them, but no matter what he did to me, I never saw him lay a hand on Mom, and she insisted that he never had when I asked her. I hope she told me the truth and wasn’t protecting him.

Sierra’s bare thigh moves against my dick, and I start to harden. Lying against me in one of my T-shirts, she’s the epitome of perfection, and I thank my lucky stars daily for finding her again in the Safe Haven Center. She’s coming to mean everything to me in the short time we have spent together.

The ringing of a phone has Sierra reaching over me and grabbing her cell from the coffee table. She looks at the number and scrunches her eyes before answering the call anyway.

“Hello?” It’s more of a question as if she doesn’t know who’s on the other end.

I’m right next to her and I can hear a girl’s voice through the phone and she sounds upset. I can make out the words, “My cat.”

“Brook, calm down and take a breath. Just breathe,” Sierra encourages, her voice gentle. She’s used that same soft tone with me. “I’m right here, but I need you to calm down so I can understand what’s going on.” Sierra nods as she listens.

Sitting up, I watch her in fascination as she talks with the girl while her fingers play with the hem of her shirt. The girl on the other end’s volume has lowered, so I can’t make out anything she’s saying now. Sierra’s eyes begin to water, and I put her hand in mine. The tears don’t leak from her eyes, but she’s clearly feeling bad for whoever this girl is.

After she tells the girl to come see her at the center tomorrow, she says goodbye and looks to the ceiling as if trying to get control of her emotions.

“Who was on the phone?”

Sierra inhales then exhales slowly then tells me about Brook and the cat she recently found. “Her mom’s boyfriend is back, and he took it away so she’s upset because her mom didn’t stop him. I worry this may set her back again, and it’s disappointing.”

As upset as Sierra is about this possible setback for Brook, I think she’s missing something particularly important that happened. “She called you.” Sierra turns her head toward me with a look of confusion. “When she was upset, it was you that she called. You that she wants to talk to. That has to count for something.”

She ponders that for a moment. “She’s never called me before even though she’s had my number for weeks. Is it wrong to be happy and sad about that?”

“I don’t think—” I’m cut off by a tapping on my door. Leo’s in the Poconos, Louise isn’t due this evening, and Mom’s at home lost in despair so I have no idea who it could be. I look at Sierra, and she lifts her shoulders with no clue.

Getting up from the sofa, I go to the door, open it and my jaw hits the floor. There stands my mom with a wheeled suitcase beside her. Although she still looks sad, she smiles timidly at me. “Still got room for a house guest?”

I nod. I want to hope she’s finally left him, but I’ve wished for that before so I stand there mute.

It’s Sierra who takes the lead. “Margo, we’re so happy to see you.” She hugs Mom to her before standing back. I gaze at Sierra’s long smooth legs that are on display .

Sierra watches me take her in then gasps. “Oh, crap!” Her eyes widen with realization, and she quickly pulls down the front of her shirt and squeezes her thighs together as if she’s got to pee.

A quiet chuckle escapes me.

“I’m so sorry. I’m gonna, yeah, go”—she throws her thumb over her shoulder in the direction of the steps—“upstairs to put on some pants. Goodness, what is it with me being half-naked when people stop by?” Her eyes grow wide once more at what she said before she turns tail and runs to the stairs like her ass is on fire.

My mom’s small snicker grabs my attention, and I turn my gaze back to her. “Sorry if I caught you at a bad time.”

“It’s never a bad time for you. Come on in.” I grab her luggage and wheel it in.

The taps of her heels on the floor behind me let me know she’s following. I stop in the living room and have a seat on the sofa, and she has a seat on the other sofa, opposite me. Wringing her hands together, I give her the time she needs to tell me what’s on her mind. She takes so long to speak that Sierra reenters the room after putting on a pair of leggings, but instead of sitting next to me, Sierra takes the seat next to my mother and places her hand on top of my mom’s in comfort. Just like she’s done for me. A sense of pride fills my chest that this amazing, kind, and understanding woman is all mine.

She smiles gently at my mom and asks, “Margo, would you like to talk about it?”

After taking a fortifying breath, Mom’s gaze lands on mine. “I left your father. I’m tired, and I’m done. I can’t do it anymore.”

I need to pick my jaw up from the floor again. Shit. I’ve wanted this for years, and she’s finally done it. “What changed?”

“I’ve had enough. Except the time you told me about, he hid his cheating for years from me. Whenever I would question him about where he was or what he was doing, he would argue that I was crazy and holding that one time over his head. I knew, lord I knew it hadn’t stopped, but I couldn’t catch him. I guess he got careless on Saturday, or who knows, it probably happened more often when I wasn’t home, but he finally crossed the line, and I couldn’t stay any longer. I’ve given him more years than he ever deserved.”

I can’t help it; I get a little choked up when I say, “I’m proud of you, Mom.”

Her lips lift a little on the side. “You know, I’m a little proud of myself too. When I finally knew I was going to leave, I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. I hadn’t realized how low I had sunk these past years, but until we can finally be divorced, I’ll have to dig deep to fight him. He won’t make it easy.”

I nod in agreement. “No, he won’t. He’ll go after every cent he can get his grubby hands on.” I hate that he’ll get half of everything my mom has. It’s her money but being married I assume he’s entitled to half.

What I said has my mom smiling for the first time. “A great lawyer is going to have a hard time getting him out of the prenup your Grandpa Theo insisted he sign before he would give our marriage his blessing. I guess Simon wanted to prove he loved me and it wasn’t about the money because he did sign it. Any shares of Knight Industries and monies would be passed down to my children, and he can’t contest it. He also signed off on other items should we divorce.”

I always said Grandfather Theo was a smart man, but I don’t think so anymore. The man was brilliant.

“He won’t get a cent?”

“Unfortunately, there are some items he’s entitled to half of. Possessions after marriage mostly. The boat, cars—”

I cut her off and add, “The penthouse.” He’ll never let that go.

“No. We never bought it, it’s a part of the hotel and casino.” She pauses and her eyes light up. “Connor is really going to enjoy kicking him out of it. ”

Connor is her brother, Leo’s dad, and current CEO of Knight Industries. He never liked Simon. For the first time, I laugh just imagining the scene of Simon throwing a fit while being tossed out on his ass.

“I guess it will all be hashed out between the lawyers and judges because he will fight me. It will be a long battle,” she sighs, forlorn at the war that is going to come her way.

“You won’t be alone, Mom. I’ll be there with you every step of the way.”

“I know, and I love you for it. That is why I came here. I wanted you to know first. Plus, I know he will try and contact me. At least here, I’ll feel safe from that.”

Damn straight. I won’t let him anywhere near her. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you need.”

Sierra speaks up. “I’m here for you as well. You’re a very brave woman to leave.”

“Thank you, you’re very sweet. I’m delighted Kason found you because I can tell you make him happy.”

“Trust me, I think I’m the lucky one,” Sierra says as she winks at me.

“We won’t argue about it. How about you’re both lucky?” Mom suggests.

“Deal,” Sierra and I agree at the same time and laugh.

We talk a little more, but I can tell Mom’s tired, so I lead her to a guest room on the second floor and give her a hug goodnight. If I’d been told the weekend would end this way, I wouldn’t have believed it.

For the first time in a long time, I feel as if life is truly falling into place.

The past month of my life seems to be getting better in more ways than one.

Although I was initially worried my mom would take Simon back, she hasn’t and has stayed strong while he hated every minute of it. He can’t stand that he lost the control he had over her, and he’s really pissed that his free money train has left him. As expected, he’s trying to fight the prenuptial agreement, but Mom’s high-priced lawyer doesn’t believe he has a shot in hell. It’s ironclad.

My Uncle Connor has kicked Simon’s weasel ass out of the penthouse, and I wish I could have been there to see it. Last I heard, he’s living on his boat, but even that will have to be sold off with the divorce. He’ll lose any money he may have made paying his lawyers, so if he’s smart, he will give Mom the divorce she desperately wants. She has since moved into a suite at the Knight’s Hotel here in the city. I told her she was welcome to stay with me, but I think she wanted her own space once she felt she was emotionally stronger.

Then there’s Sierra. She’s everything I never knew I needed, but fuck if I’m not happy I found her when I did. Although she was originally guarded, she has slowly lowered her walls enough to trust me with her feelings, and most importantly, with her heart.

I’m falling in love with this woman, and I think she may be too but neither of us has verbally expressed it. There’s still this small part of her past I know she holds onto. It’s in the quiet moments when I know her mind is elsewhere, and she doesn’t know I’m watching her. I’ve caught onto it, but I don’t ask her about it. I want her to tell me what it is that takes her away because she wants to and not because I asked.

Twice I’ve had to leave for two mini camps out of state, and it was so hard to leave her. Harder than I thought it would be. We video-chatted every day and had some hot as hell and downright dirty video sex.

I worried at first that with my past reputation, she might get insecure during those times, but she never let on that she was. She seems to know there’s only her, and I love that confidence in her. Even when I was with Meegan and loyal, I was always asked where I was, what I was doing, and who I was with, so I stayed to myself and rarely went out with my teammates because I knew she would be freaking out about it. I have none of those worries with Sierra.

Sierra has spent my time away with Riley and Kylie. She steals Riley every chance she gets with Kylie now living in New York with Leo. She and Leo have decided to make a go of it and try again. I’ve never seen him happier. He let me know that he intends to marry her and even enlisted Sierra’s help in buying the ring.

Footsteps coming down the stairs break me from my thoughts, and my eyes almost pop out of my head when I turn my attention to the sight of Sierra. When she stops at the bottom of the steps, I’m mesmerized by her beauty. She’s wearing a floor-length emerald green dress that matches her eyes. Her hair is up with a few tendrils loose around her face. As she comes down the steps, I can see the dress has a slit all the way up her thigh, showing off a slender leg that I now decide will be wrapped around my waist as I hammer into her before the night is through. I made good on my promise of a new dress and bought this for her. She insisted she didn’t need a new one, but I wasn’t deterred and surprised her with it.

Walking over to her, I stop in front of her, and her eyes connect with mine. I rub the back of my hand along her cheekbone.

“You’re absolutely stunning,” I say, meaning every word. My heart rate picks up from only gazing at her, but it seems to always speed up whenever she’s around regardless of what she wears.

Her face lights up. “Thank you.” She reaches up and straightens my tie. “You’re looking quite handsome yourself.”

Leaning down, I place a quick peck on her lips, wanting to deepen it but not wanting to ruin her makeup. We’re going to a team dinner charity event tonight, and this will show the world that I’m officially off the market when I show up with her on my arm. If that doesn’t do it, I’ll be sure to let everyone know, even if I have to shout it from the rooftops. Either way, she’s mine and everyone will know after tonight .

I escort her to my waiting car and after settling in, my driver pulls into traffic. It’s a Friday evening and this is the first time we’ve really had a chance to talk today since she went in to work for a couple of hours then came home to get ready for tonight.

“Did you see Brook today?”

Sierra has told me more about this girl and has taken an extreme liking to her. She’s making it a personal mission to help her. Although she’s there for all the youth that come into the building, Brook has become special to her.

“As a matter of fact, I did. Ky has been tutoring her, and just as I thought, they are getting along well. She is the first tutor she has connected with, and I knew they would make a good fit. Funny that when I was looking for someone for the role, Ky did come to mind. I think her moving to the city was fate.” Her smile dims before she adds, “Brook talks more and is in the center every day, but I know there’s something that still keeps her from opening up, and I pray one day that she will trust me enough to let me in.”

I hope one day she will too as I know how important that is to Sierra. “If anybody can do it, it’s you. Hell, you had me talking from that first date,” I chuckle.

She snickers. “Yeah, probably because you were wanting to get into my panties again.” She crosses one leg over the other, displaying her silky thigh. My finger has a mind of its own, and I caress my fingertip up and down it, causing goosebumps to pebble in its wake.

Running my nose along her neck, I take in that jasmine scent of hers and have to will my dick to stay down. Her smell is like an aphrodisiac. Her breathing starts to accelerate as I track my tongue up the column of her throat while my finger makes its way inside her thong finding her already wet from my mere touch. Sliding my fingers inside her tight channel, I push them in and out while my thumb finds her swollen nub and begins to rub against it gently, slowly building her up. Her panting grows erratic. I know we don’t have much time until we reach our destination but if we did, I would have her on her hands and knees on the seat and be pounding into her from behind. As it is, that will have to wait until the drive home.

My thumb applies a little more pressure as I continue to glide my fingers in and out of her gently caressing her sweet spot. She throws her head back before grabbing my tie and yanking on it. Her soft whimpers echo around the small space. I play with her until I feel the car stop and reluctantly pull my hand away from her core causing her to gasp in outrage as she was right on the edge of coming.

“Wha—why did you stop?” she stutters.

“We’re here. Good things come to those who wait,” I smirk before sticking my digits in my mouth and sucking on them as her dazed eyes watch me.

“You’re so cruel,” she pouts.

“Know this baby, I intend to fuck you hard as soon as the opportunity arises, and I may not even wait until we get home.”

“We can’t have sex at the event. What would people think?”

“I don’t give a flying fuck what they think.”

She doesn’t get the chance to respond because the driver opens the door taking away the chance for any words she would have spoken. Instantly, we’re bombarded by the flashing cameras wanting to get a shot of whoever is exiting the car. Stepping out, I turn back to the vehicle and hold my hand out to her. Hesitant at first, she takes my hand, and I help her out as I hear the photographers chanting my name. I lead her onto the carpet as her hand tightens in mine and we stop in front of the team banner where I wrap my arm around her, cradling her into my side. She goes willingly, but her body is a little stiff.

Leaning into her ear, I whisper, “Relax baby. I should have let you come before this and finger banged you to completion.”

Her head snaps up to mine in shock. I can’t help but chuckle. Then that is when the questions start to fly out of the mouths of the people behind the cameras. I’ve always gone solo to these events so I know I’m giving them something to write about showing up with her on my arm. I’ve tried to shield her as much as I could up until now.

The questions come fast and furious from the press.

“Who is your date for tonight, Kason?”

“Can we get a name?”

“Is she your girlfriend, Kason?”

“Where did you meet?”

“How long have you been dating?”

This is the moment I’ve been waiting for, and I hope she’s ready for people wanting to know more and having them take her picture. “This is my girlfriend, Sierra Lawson.”

The announcement wipes the shock off Sierra’s face and a tenderness shows in her gaze before she kisses me on the lips forgetting about everyone around us. As much as I want to deepen it, I keep the kiss chaste because she may regret it later and not want a picture of us making out in the paper and on the internet tomorrow.

After we finish with the pictures, I lead her into the event. Tables are decorated elegantly under crystal chandeliers, and there’s a small stage to the left with an orchestra playing soothing music.

I inadvertently catch the eyes of two people sitting at a table I had hoped wouldn’t be here; Alex is here with Meegan. While Alex is speaking to the man next to him, Meegan is staring at us. She glances down at our linked hands then back up and fixes me with a look of disapproval.

Like I give a damn what she thinks.

Venturing further in, I see the bidding tables where guests will have a chance to bid on signed items and memorabilia. The tables have name cards on them, and I find that we will be sitting with my agent and his father, the CEO of The Kinsley Agency. My quarterback and his wife are joining us as well. Although the latter ones are the only ones at the table at the moment, so I make the introductions.

“Ray, Claudia. I’d like you to meet my girlfriend Sierra. Sierra, this is Ray Michaels and his wife, Claudia.” Ray helps his wife, who is pregnant with their first child, out of her seat before shaking Sierra’s hand.

Claudia, however, gives Sierra a hug before saying, “Yes. We’ve met before. At the signing. It’s so nice to see you again. Although I imagine we will see each other often once the season picks up.”

“It’s nice to meet you again too, Claudia. Hopefully I can learn a little more about football from you because, to be honest, my knowledge in that area is lacking. Kason had a good laugh when I asked him how many minutes there are in an inning.”

Claudia giggles and places a hand on her swollen stomach. “I’ll be happy to help.”

Sierra watches the placement of Claudia’s hand with a warm smile. “How far along are you?”

“A couple of months to go. Not soon enough with this morning sickness that seems to linger throughout the pregnancy. I hope when he comes into the world, Ray will be home and not at an away game.”

I look to Ray and his expression is mildly worried. This is a man who loves his wife and can’t wait for his son to be born. I hope that he doesn’t miss it too.

“He can’t come home for the birth?” Sierra asks, puzzled.

“Unfortunately not. They won’t let their quarterback miss a game. There are severe penalties for missing one, even for something as important as childbirth, but I know he’ll be there as soon as he can once the game is over.”

“I never realized that. I can’t imagine having to go through the delivery alone,” Sierra replies.

A waiter walks by with a tray of champagne, and I grab two before giving one to Sierra.

“Do you have any children, Sierra?” Claudia asks .

Sierra gives her a half smile and wistfully replies, “No, not yet, but I would love children one day in the future. I can’t wait to have a child.” We’ve barely touched on this subject, but Sierra has mentioned before that she wants children. I know she would make an amazing mother one day because I’ve seen the love she gives to the youth at the center. I’ve seen how she dotes on Riley like she’s her own, and Riley adores Sierra. Although we are still so new, I couldn’t imagine that there would be a better mother for my children one day. Surprisingly, that thought doesn’t scare me. This woman has most definitely changed me and the way I see my future.

Before any more is spoken, we are joined by my agent, Brax, and his father, Charles. Brax is the exact opposite of his father in looks and personality. His hair is blond, and his personality is stoic and no nonsense. His father’s hair is dark with sprinkles of gray throughout and he is at ease and very social.

“Brax, let me introduce you to Sierra again.” Brax and Sierra exchange hellos then I introduce her to his father. “Charles, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Sierra Lawson. Sierra, this is Brax’s father, Charles Kinsley.”

Sierra offers a gracious smile then holds out her hand and responds, “Hello, Charles. It’s nice to meet you.” Charles doesn’t lift his hand right away and stares at her as if puzzled. He shakes his head then lifts his hand to hers.

“Have we met before?” he asks as his eyes squint at her.

“I don’t think so,” Sierra replies as he studies her face. She gives their joined hands a subtle shake, and it’s then that Charles releases her.

“You remind me of someone I used to know.”

Sierra only nods as if she’s not sure how to respond to that. An uncomfortable feeling comes over me at the way Charles seems incapable of tearing his gaze from her, so I decide to end it. Pulling out her chair, I offer it to her and she takes her seat. Everyone else follows suit and soon the event is underway. A meal is served and then the auctioneer describes items as bidders hold up their paddles in bidding wars .

As we get to the final item, Sierra leans over to me and whispers, “If your ex’s looks could kill, I’d be dead on the spot. She’s been shooting daggers at me all night.” Her words have me glancing at Meegan’s table and sure enough she is watching us, a look of distaste on her face. I hadn’t realized Sierra noticed she was there.

Turning my attention back to Sierra’s stunning face, I whisper, “Forget about her. I have. She wants what she can’t have. I’m yours and you’re mine. She hates that I’ve finally met someone I’m serious about.”

A soft smile lights her face. “I love when you say we belong to each other.”

“Because we do.” She leans in and gives me a gentle kiss and that simple touch of her lips on mine has me wanting more. I’m about to take her to the bathroom and show her exactly that when I feel eyes on us, and I’m thinking it must still be Meegan, but it’s not her.

My gaze lands on Charles, who looks away when I catch him. I wouldn’t describe his watching us as creepy but more curious as he continues to study Sierra.

I’m broken from my thoughts when the owner of my team starts to speak. He talks about the upcoming season and how this will be our year to bring home the super bowl trophy which has everyone cheering.

I don’t hear much else of what he’s saying though because Sierra, the little minx, is wearing a mischievous smirk and has been taking his speech as an opportunity to pay me back from the car ride here. It started with her hand on my thigh and has slowly crept up to my dick where she began to rub it under the table. If she thinks I won’t take her here and stuff her full of my cock, she’s mistaken.

Leaning into her neck, I breathe in her sweet scent, and I don’t have any control left. “You like playing with fire, baby?” I trail my fingers down her bare back, and she shivers from the touch. A fiery ache further intensifies inside me that I know only she can extinguish. She sighs, but I want her moans more. All that foreplay in the car and at the table has me ready to fuck her into oblivion.

“I need you,” I whisper into her ear, nibble on it, and she nods. I want to pick her up, throw her over my shoulder, and find the first private spot, but I control myself. Instead, I take her soft hand in mine and exit the room with her heels tapping on the floor behind me.

We enter the hallway where I know the restrooms are located. Beside the men’s and women’s restroom is a family one. Trying the handle, it’s unlocked, and I peek inside. It’s empty. Yanking her into the room, I lock the door and push her against a wall with my body, making her purse fall to the floor.

“You can’t say I didn’t warn you,” I growl, slamming my lips against hers before we’re making out like frantic teenagers. I plunge my tongue into her mouth, and she grabs my jacket, her hand fisting my lapels. I pull my head back and look into her lustful eyes. “You ready to get fucked in this bathroom?” I ask, and she hastily nods. “Words. I want the words. Ask me to fuck you.”

“Fuck me, Kason,” she replies, urgently.

Fuck. I love when she says that. Circling my hips into her core, I rub my shaft right where she needs it. Her eyes roll and her head falls back against the wall. I’ll let her look away from me for now, but when she comes around my cock, she’ll be looking at me, knowing it’s me that has given her an orgasm. Even after all this time, I still want her eyes on me.

With her hands in my hair, she pulls on it, and it’s the best feeling because I know she’s aching for me to shove my shaft inside her. Reaching down, I pull at the slit in her dress and lift it up so I’m grinding against her thong and the closer contact has her breasts rising and falling with her deep pants.

My hands fist her ass cheeks before I lift her up and walk her over to the sink counter where I set her back down on her feet. It’s then that my lips release hers. Placing my hands on her forearms, I turn her to face the mirror. My hand on her back, has her lowering her chest flat on the counter. Sliding the slit of her dress up, I’m faced with her bare ass, and I smell her arousal in the air. She wants me.

Not able to resist, I smack my palm against her cheek and she gasps, then moans. The cheek instantly starts to redden, and my cock hardens to stone at my mark on her ass.

I need inside her pussy now.

Putting my fingers into the side of her thong, I yank hard enough to remove them before inhaling her scent and slipping them in my pocket. Spreading her globes, I take her in as her wet pussy quivers in anticipation, but that’s not the only sight capturing my attention because her ass is too. I unbutton and unzip my pants and push them and my boxers down to my knees as my dick zeros in on its target.

I dip my thumb inside her walls to get it nice and wet before I trail it up to her puckered rim and begin to rub it. She stiffens slightly before asking, “What are you doing?”

“Relax. Have you ever been taken here, baby?” I find myself hoping she hasn’t so I can have one of her firsts and claim her ass as mine.

“N-no.” Her one word answers my prayers. I put some pressure on her rim and slowly start to insert my thumb and even though she doesn’t stop me, I know she’s focusing too much on what I’m doing to her ass.

Lining my cock up to her dripping pussy, I shove inside her, throwing her hips into the counter. “Oh my god,” she screams, and I quickly cover her mouth. Her screams and moans are for my ears alone.

Then I’m pounding into her, and I’m sure my balls smacking against her can be heard throughout the building. “Baby, your pussy is my own personal heaven. It feels so good strangling my dick.”

She moans behind my hand, and I know she’s with me again so I start to slide my thumb back into her ass. Once it’s all the way in with no protests from her, I start to push it in and out along with the tandem of my thrusts. The shivering of her body lets me know she’s enjoying it.

“You like that, baby? You like my cock thrusting in your pussy while my thumb fucks your ass?” Her answer is muffled behind my hand but she nods.

With the double penetration, she won’t last long, her walls are already squeezing my dick. Her arms are sliding along the counter, her hands trying to find anything to hold onto from the force of my thrusts before she grabs onto the faucet. I pick up my pace and hammer into her harder, chasing that level of ecstasy only her cunt is capable of providing. Her body starts to shake, and I know she’s close.

“That’s it, baby, come around my cock and milk me.” Those words are all it takes as her walls begin to clench against my shaft that continues to plow into her. She bites my fingers, but I barely feel it. The familiar tingling sensation starts in my groin and spreads along my spine right before I erupt into her. Heated sensations rock my body as I continue to rut into her until all my cum is inside her, and my shaft stops twitching.

Feeling her tongue lick my fingers brings me back to the here and now as the euphoria of my release dwindles. I remove my hand from around her mouth and sure enough, there are small indents from her teeth. She turns her head over her shoulder and her sated gaze locks on mine.

I hold up my hand to her. “Little vixen,” I say, and she lets out a breathless giggle.

She wiggles her ass a little. “You can take your thumb out of my ass now.”

I remove it and my dick from her pussy. It’s still half hard ready for another round but it will have to wait till later. We’ve been gone long enough. After straightening our clothes and cleaning ourselves up, we exit the bathroom, and I come to a sudden stop.

Meegan stands against the wall on the other side, fisting her big, expensive purse in front of her .

“Really, Kason? In a bathroom at your team’s charity event with the latest flavor of the month?” she sneers.

Now, instead of feeling happy and sated, I’m angry. Sierra is not a flavor of the month, and I will not have her labeled as such, especially by a vindictive bitch. I didn’t confront her the last time she cornered Sierra. She’s not going to be so lucky this time around.

I point my finger at her. “Listen up, because I won’t be repeating myself. Sierra isn’t some girl I’m spending time with. She’s the woman I love and you best shut your scheming mouth about who she is to me. Stay away from her from here on out.” I register not the gasp and wide eyes of Meegan but the gasp of Sierra at my side. It’s then that I realize that I blurted out my love for her. I shift my head to look at her, and she too has eyes wide.

Before I can speak again, Meegan beats me to the punch.

“Love her?” she squeals at me before turning her attention back to Sierra. “He’ll have you believing he loves you and dump you as soon as you rely on that love. I know better than anyone. Be smart and get out while you can.”

Sierra’s spine stiffens and her arms cross over her chest. She’s mad now. “I think I’ll take my chances. I would appreciate you staying out of our business, but I will say this, he’ll never have to worry about coming home to find me fucking his agent. Unlike you, I’m not desperate and I don’t go around having with sex other men to feel wanted, and I sure as hell won’t be finding ways to try and hurt him if he should leave me. Move on and get a life. He has.”

I really do love this girl. Her confidence in us is sexy as hell.

Meegan’s head snaps back in shock. She shakes it, looking livid, before shifting on her feet and walking down the hallway.

“What did you ever see in that woman?” Sierra asks on a shake of her head.

I shrug. “Looking back, I have no idea, but I don’t regret what happened with her.”

“Really?” I know she’s stunned by what I said, but I have a reason for it .

I rub her cheek with my thumb while gazing into her eyes to clarify it for her. “If she didn’t fuck around and get caught, then I might still be forcing myself to stay in a relationship that had run its course years before, and I never would have met you and found the woman I’m truly meant to be with.”

My words bring a sweet smile to her face, and she lifts up on her heels to place a soft kiss on my lips as she giggles against them. “So smooth. Good answer.”

I want to tell her I love her again, but she hasn’t said anything about my first admission and it makes me hesitant. She may need more time, and I’ll give her just that. Time. Taking her smaller hand in mine, I lead her back into the event.

The orchestra is now playing their version of Unchained Melody. I lead her onto the dance floor and hold her against me as we sway to the music. Our bodies don’t miss a beat and flow seamlessly together. I hug her close to me knowing this is exactly where we’re meant to be.

In each other’s arms.