“We should explore this,” I answered. “Stop putting a timeline on our time together and just enjoy ourselves.” Brianna chewed on the corner of her lip, and I reached up, tugging it free. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”
“I meant what I said—I’m not ready for a relationship. But something casual, I might…I might want to try that.”
The word casual sliced a wound through my pride, but I swallowed it down. content for the piece of Brianna I had right now. Ollie’s earlier words came back to haunt me, reminding me Brianna needed time and space to feel safe. And right now, this was all she could handle. If I wanted more with her, I had to let her set the pace.
“I’m good with that, Bri, but I have a couple stipulations.”
“Like what?”
“No one else.” Brianna tensed in my arms, but I continued. “I’ll agree to anything else, but if we’re going to do this, I want your word it's only us.”
“But what if you?—”
I reached up, pressing my thumb to her lower lip. “Don’t even finish that sentence, angel. There has been no one else since that night in Dallas, and even more—I don’t want there to be. If you haven’t noticed yet, you’re more than enough for me. I’m not looking for anyone else.”
Brianna’s eyes searched mine before slowly nodding. “Okay. But you have to promise me if you find someone else, you’ll tell me.” I started to respond, but she silenced me with a shake of her head. “I mean it, Damien. The minute you want this to end, you tellme. No secrets, no lies.”
“Deal.” I leaned forward, running my fingers along her cheek. “Any other rules?”
“Just sex,” Brianna blurted. “We can use each other for pleasure until we decide to call it quits. No feelings. No jealousy. No one can know but us.”
I chuckled and nodded toward the house. “Ollie already knows.”
“She might, but I’m not about to give her any details.”
“Fine by me,” I said. “So are we really doing this?”
Brianna nodded, a wide smile forming on her lips. “Yeah, pretty sure we are.”
As soon as the words left her lips, I took her hand, tugging her back into the house and into one of the guest bathrooms. When the door locked behind us, Brianna paused, a question written in her eyes. I stepped closer, dragging the tips of my fingers along the curve of her neck. “Angel, you forgot you showed me part of your list. Don’t think I didn’t notice public sex on it. We’re crossing that one off right now.”
“We are?” she squeaked.
“Oh fuck yes,” I groaned. ”You’ve been teasing me with that delicious body all night. I’m not waiting another minute until I get to claim you again.”
TWENTY-ONE
No sooner had the words left Damien’s mouth, we collided. Our hands, lips, tongues—every part of us was desperate for the other. Every inch of skin was fair game. All except for our mouths, of course. As much as I was dying to claim his kiss, I held back, knowing that was a firm line between us. Despite everything we'd shared, kissing now felt too personal, too intimate. Almost as if the moment our mouths touched, emotions would get in the way, and we’d crash toward our inevitable end.
I pushed that thought out of my mind as Damien hands found the hem of my shirt, tossing it over my head into the corner of the bathroom. He groaned as he took in my black lace bra. “Fuck, Brianna.”
I tucked my lip between my teeth. “Like what you see?”
“More than you know,” Damien growled, his eyes turning darker with his desire. But his touch was the opposite, slow and tantalizing. By the time he trailed his thumb across my peaked bud, I was ready to beg for a rough touch. “This is going to be fast and hard, Bri. Can’t riskany of the other guys hearing the sounds you make, and I'm definitely not going to risk any of them coming in here.”
My eyes widened with lust, and dampness coated the apex of my thighs. Damien cursed, reaching forward to untuck my lip from my teeth. “Or is that what you want, angel? You want someone to find you in here, getting fucked rough, just like you want it?”
I wanted to scream out no, wanted to insist what happened in here was for our eyes only, but the idea of someone walking in on me at Damien’s mercy made my whole body tense with need. Forcing my eyes up to meet his gaze, I smirked. “I might like that.”
“Might?” Damien chuckled, reaching to unbutton my jeans. He swore when he found my dampened panties. “This is more than might. What is it that turns you on, Bri? The idea of someone watching me fuck you? Or that we might get caught fooling around in Parker’s bathroom?”
“That one,” I whispered as his thumbs ran over my breasts. “That someone might walk in and find us together. Ruin our secret.”
Damien chuckled before closing his mouth around my nipple, flicking the peak with the tip of his tongue. I clenched my lips together, desperately trying to hold back the moan building in the back of my throat. He leaned back, running his hand over my thighs, reaching up to cup my core. “That’s it. Gotta be a good girl and stay quiet for me. Unless you’re ready to show everyone how well you take every single inch I give you?”
“No,” I moaned right as his thumb pressed down on my swollen clit. “I’ll be quiet, I promise.”
“Good,” Damien said, continuing his ministrations. “Because if anyone hears us, we’re going to have to stop, even if you beg me. Can’t risk someone else walking in. Imight take out one of my teammates if they see you naked and writhing for me, and I need them to win another championship.”
