Takes… takes… takes…
Her tongue pushes into my mouth, her body pressing into mine as she hovers over me.
“Ally,” I say, hardly able to get it out between kisses.She’s not gentle or soft.She’s feral and kisses me like she’s furious at herself for wanting this.It’s almost as though she hates that I have so much power over her.Newsflash, Doc, you’ve had this power over me since you walked back into my life.
Her fingers rumple my shirt before she sits on my good thigh and pulls me closer.
Fuck, yes.
She's riding my thigh now, giving in to it.This is what I’ve wanted from her but never thought possible.Pure passion.The inability to let whatever's going on between us go.
Her hands snake up through my hair and she bites down on my bottom lip, taking it back with her.
When she finally releases it, I grin.“Fuck, that’s so hot.You're so fucking hot, Hart.”
I slip my hands under her T-shirt, my palms flat against her bare skin, feeling her shiver from the touch.I tug her closer, groaning when she rocks into me, the pressure sending a shock of pain up my leg—but I don’t care.Not when her mouth is on mine and her tongue is down my throat.
I shift under her, my thigh burning, but I don’t stop.How can I when she’s here for the taking?
I push her shirt up until she throws it off, giving me space to kiss the valley between her breasts.She's a fucking magnificent sight to behold.
Cupping her breasts through the fabric of her lacy bra, I let my thumbs brush over the fabric, right where her nipples are.
“Jay—” she wisps out.The best sound in the world.
I roll the fabric down to reveal her perfect, pink nipples.She arches her back, inviting me to suck on them… don’t mind if I do.
The minute my lips meet her skin, she groans as though this is the first time anyone has ever made her feel this good.
“Jay,” she says, but it’s not as contented as before.Now she’s begging for more.
I press my teeth down ever so slightly against her nipple, watching her reaction as I do.
That’s it.
That didn’t just earn me a smile, it earned me the softest little whimper, so I bite down a little harder.
She gasps.
I swirl my tongue around her nipple, taking any of the pain away before biting down again.
“Oh, J-Jay.This feels so—” she trails off, no doubt not letting herself finish off that thought.
As I pop her nipple out of my mouth and move to the other one, her hand falls back and finds my thigh.
“How’s the pain now?”she asks, and I laugh, thinking she can’t be serious.It’s only when she keeps staring at me with her bruised lips from kissing that I realize she’s being serious.
I clear my throat, attempting to sit up a little straighter.“I, uh, kind of forgot about it.”
“Good,” she says with pursed lips.“But this is a terrible position for the injury.”
Her hands grapple at my shoulders, and she pulls me down so I’m lying back on the sofa with her still sitting on top of me.Then, she reaches for one of the sofa cushions and stuffs it under my thigh.
I raise a brow, taking her in.
Ally’s hair is a mess, her nipples are popping out of her bra, but she’s still concerned about me.
“If you want to even have a fighting chance of playing tomorrow, your thigh needs elevation.Make sure you sleep like this tonight, too.”
