I laugh into Leo’s mouth. “Could a hornier song possibly have come on?”
“No, but let’s leave it on,” he says before trailing his teeth along my lower lip. “It’s doing something for me.”
“Oh, yeah?” I ask, bucking into the new bulge in his thin suit pants. “Your hotel isn’t far if we run.”
“Fuck running, we won one hundred thousand dollars. We’re getting an Uber!” he shouts triumphantly, frantically grabbing our stuff. “An Uber Black! Only the best for us.”
After calling a ride and settling the tab, we step out from the dark neon of the karaoke bar and into the bright spring sun of New York City, kiss-drunk and happy off our asses.
The game of life is hard, and the rules are always changing, but with a good teammate by your side, it’s always worth playing.
Epilogue
ONE YEAR LATER
My ass is on the edge of a makeup station. Bright marquee bulbs frame me. Leo’s hands brush up the tops of my thighs before wandering beneath the hem of my dark purple polyester blend crewneck.
His hot palms crest up my stomach until his fingers find my sensitive nipples. He tweaks them, grinning into my mouth because he’s learned how wild that makes me. The press of his lips and the softness of his hands have me gasping as I wrap my legs around him until our bulges are flush, frotting.
He grunts in approval. Our erections knocking, I slip my hand beneath the elastic of his athletic pants, pushing them out of the way to get a view of the dark blue, bikini-cut briefs he’s got on. There’s a noticeable dark spot where the tip of his penis is begging to be let out and licked.
Slipping down off the counter, I plant my knees on the plush carpet and kiss him where he wants it. Smartly, he turns up the pump-up playlist we’ve been blasting so nobody hears me pumpinghim. My tongue dances over his length through the fabric, and Leo lets out an expletive that would never be allowed on network TV.
It’s amazing that after a full year of togetherness—of planning and airplanes and budgets—we can still fall into a sneaky, sexy rendezvous so easily.
Wide-eyed, I blink up at Leo as I take him in my mouth, starting a rhythmic suck with an added hand to apply pressure. We don’t have a lot of time, but we both need this release.
“That’s how I like it, baby,” he whispers before cupping my chin and guiding me up to standing. We kiss. I know he can taste himself on my tongue, a dirty little treat he likes more and more.
He brings us over to the couch. He lies down first and I lose my pants before getting on top. The fullness in my mouth mixed with the sensation between my legs is enough to light me up like a studio set. I’m burning bright and fast for him.
I moan around his shaft. He does the same for me.
In my periphery, I notice our reflection in the mirror—Leo’s muscular body curved beneath my wiry frame. A perfect sixty-nine. Synced up and nearly there.
“I’m so close,” I tell him, coming up for air.
“Same,” he says on a heavy exhale.
Almost exactly in time, Leo’s shooting into my mouth as I am his. I’m swallowing ropes of him—salty, delicious. Not a drop wasted.
Spent and breathless, we demount only to be jarred by a knock. “This is your ten-minute call! Ten minutes!”
“Good timing,” Leo says, smacking me playfully on the bare ass as I wander back to my pants.
“Now we can really focus on securing a second victory.”
Leo stands, naked as all hell, still semierect and gorgeous. He cups one ass cheek and tugs me into him, possessive but not overly so. “We’ve already won, baby.”
He gives me a kiss that goes straight to my heads. Yes, both of them.
“No time for a second round right now,” he says, heading into the bathroom to brush his teeth and get show ready.
Ten minutes later, we find ourselves on the updatedMadcap Marketset—same layout, new products, extra challenges. We’ve been prepped. Leo and I reprise our roles as Team Eggplant behind the familiar podium, our names proudly displayed on self-written name tags on our chests.
This time, my head isn’t overflowing with conflicting emotions, and we’re not faking anything. Today, I’m present and ready to play. I link my pinkie with Leo’s out of sight of the cameras. A tiny tether to amp myself up.
Pat Crumsky appears at the end of the theme music. “Welcome to a special all-star episode ofMadcap Market. We’ve collected three of our favorite teams from last season to come compete a second time. We’ve got reigning champs like Team Eggplant here to secure a second jackpot and underdogs who almost made it big like Team Biscuits here to try again. Let’s reintroduce ourselves, shall we?”
