Fuck me.
I slide a hand under the hem of her t-shirt, skimming my fingers up her spine until I find the clasp on her bra.
She jerks upright, breaking off the kiss with no warning.
“We can’t do this.” I stare up at her, trapped between her powerful thighs. “It’s a bad idea. We don’t have time for…” She gestures between us, fingers splayed. “Whatever this is. Plus, there’s the paper we’re supposed to be writing. And let’s not forget about the sole internship Mac’s dangling over our heads.”
It’s a lot to unpack, so I start with the most obvious.
“Exactly. If anyone deserves a little stress relief, it’s us.” Facts. Being a student athlete carries a lot of pressure, which I’m usually good at managing. But this simmering attraction between us? That’s something entirely new. “This doesn’t have to be serious. We can keep it casual. Just between us. A way to take the edge off when things get to be too much.”
She sucks her lower lip between her teeth, considering. “Just sex?”
“Just sex,” I agree, stroking her thighs.
“Enemies with benefits.” She flashes me a teasing smile. “I like the sound of that.”
“You would.” I flip her over again, this time pinning her small body beneath me, though I’m careful not to crush her. “I’ll bet you’d also like to be punished. Maybe I should give you a spanking while we’re at it.”
Interest flares in her eyes and I swear my dick gets even harder.
“Maybe next time. Maddie’s home so we have to keep it down.” Her cobalt hair is fanned out around her like a halo, but she looks far from angelic as she arches a brow and asks, “Think you can manage that?”
Fuck, yeah.
“You know I like a challenge.”
She grabs her phone from the nightstand and taps the screen a few times before placing the phone in a docking station.
Soft notes drift from the speaker as she looks up at me. “Just in case.”
I lower my mouth to hers and whisper, “We’re going to have to work on our trust issues.”
This time, when I claim her, there’s nothing soft or gentle about it. Our lips crash together and we’re a tangle of arms and legs, her fingers tugging at my hair, my fingers tangled in hers as I settle between her thighs. She wraps her legs around my back, rolling her hips to get my cock right where she needs it, and I have to suppress the groan that works its way up my throat.
Keep it down, asshole.
If we get busted, this hookup will be over before it even gets started.
“These clothes have to go,” she says, tugging on the hem of my shirt.
“I couldn’t agree more.” I yank it off and toss it on the floor so I can focus on the woman before me.
Sutton swallows, her throat bobbing delicately as she brushes her fingertips over my abs. Her touch is featherlight, and it feels so fucking good, I hiss out a breath.
But this isn’t about me. Tonight is about Sutton and what she needs.
I promised her a proper fucking and I’ll be damned if I fail to deliver.
“Not so fast.” I capture her wrist, holding it steady as she attempts to hook her fingers in the waistband of my sweatpants. “I want to take my time with you. Admire every inch of this incredible body.”
“Then look. There’s nothing stopping you.”
No, no there is not.
I drop her wrist and slide her t-shirt up over her abdomen. Her skin is silky and smooth and I pepper kisses along her bare stomach, savoring the scent of jasmine that clings to every inch of her.
She slips her t-shirt off over her head, revealing a plain black bra, which she quickly adds to the growing pile of clothing on the floor.
