He groaned, long and deep into my neck, his thumbs scraping over my nipples making me shiver.
Then there was only the sound of our harsh, labored breathing.
My limbs felt like jelly, and I was pretty sure we’d fully merged with his mattress.
Eventually, we caught our breaths and Baird pushed off me to stare down at my face. His was now relaxed, satiated.
“That was …” I let out a little laugh of disbelief. “I didn’t know … wow.”
Baird’s grin was slow but affectionate … and awed too. “I didn’t know either. Guess sex really is better when …” His words trailed off and he lowered his eyes. “When it’s you.”
It seemed like he was about to say something else, but I was too doped up on endorphins to pursue it. Instead, I cupped his face in my hand and replied, “When it’s you too.”
Baird kissed me in answer, and I was shocked by how quickly my skin flushed again, how I pulsed around his cock. I wanted him. Usually after sex I was sleepy and ready for bed. But it was still early, and I felt energized. He broke the kiss, searching my face. “You got another round in you?”
“Apparently.” I chuckled.
He grinned. “Let me deal with this condom and then we’re doing that again.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
BAIRD
Light prodded at my eyelids. In my semi-conscious state, I realized I’d forgotten to close the curtains in the living room. Which was a problem when your bedroom opened out to the rest of the flat.
Groaning, I turned to bury my head in my pillow and instead felt the silky soft strands of hair and inhaled the smoky, vanilla scent of familiar perfume. My eyes flew open and last night came back to me in a flood of scorching memories.
My chest suddenly felt tight with emotion as I lifted my head, blinking the sleep from my eyes. Maia was sleeping on her stomach, only her profile visible. The sheets were pulled down to her waist, so I had an excellent view of her slender back and all that gorgeous smooth olive skin.
Unsurprisingly, I had woken up hard.
We’d had sex twice last night. She’d ridden me after the first time. And then we’d just explored each other’s bodies with our mouths until both of us were wrung dry.
Maia MacLeod in my bed.
I was starting to think I might be the world’s luckiest bastard.
Got to do my dream job and then I got my dream girl.
I stiffened at the thought. Not the dream girl part because Maia was definitely that. But the job part. Iwaslucky. How many lads grew up dreaming of playing professional football? Especially lads like me who didn’t have an academic bone in their body. And how many of those lads actually made it in the Professional League?
For eight years I’d played the beautiful game.
If it didn’t last beyond that, then at least I’d had it.
That’s how I had to look at it. Live in gratitude rather than resentment. Every day I would remind myself of that until the panicky dread I’d been experiencing for over a year finally went away.
Something settled over me. Something like peace.
And I had this gorgeous, sweet woman in my bed to thank for it.
Skin flushing hot, I glanced back at the bedside table to my alarm clock. We still had plenty of time before we needed to be at the video shoot. Next to the clock were the condoms. Reaching for one, I bit open the packet and then rolled it on, groaning at how fucking primed I was already.
Reaching for Maia beneath the sheet, I trailed the back of my fingers down her spine and over the lush rump of her arse. She wiggled in her sleep as I caressed her pussy. Her little moan made my balls draw up tight.
I’d enjoyed sex for far longer than I probably should have, but when you were already six feet at thirteen years old, girls tended to think you were older. I was also an early bloomer so to speak. And I loved sex. As apparent by my active sex life. I’d had really good sex over the years. I’d evenhad multiple group sex moments that were unforgettable. Well, except for the ones where I was wasted.
Yet never since my first few times as a teen had I been so turned on that I couldn’t stop myself from coming. In fact, lately there had been times when I was worried about my sex drive because my cock was uninterested in other women and had needed some coaxing.
