Piper sips on her drink, and just watching that makes me crazy. Every single thing this woman does elicits a reaction. I don’t know when I became so far gone for Piper, but I am. With the All-Star Game next month, we’re racing toward the finish line of this thing between us. And I have no idea how I’m going to tell Piper I want more.
Does she want more? This isn’t something I’ve ever had to do. Telling someone my feelings? I might as well try and solve world peace.
I only hope she feels the same way.
“I’m going to hit the bathroom.”
Piper presses a kiss to my cheek before leaving my side.
I am shameless in watching her walk away. There’s a slight sashay to her hips. As if she knows I’m going to watch. A smirk plays on my lips as she disappears down the hallway with a small turn back and a wink at me.
Oh, it’s on.
“You okay, man?” someone asks from next to me. Idon’t know who. Nick, maybe? I couldn’t care less. Because the only thing on my mind is Piper.
And needing to make her mine.
I swallow down the rest of my drink and stand. “Gotta hit the bathroom.”
Piper
I’m hopingCash takes the hint. I’m a live wire ready to spark. Watching Cash play tonight got me, well, horny. There’s something about the way he plays that captures my attention. His stick-handling skills? Next level. The way he can read the other team and make a play? He’s one of the best in the league.
I’m only hoping he read my hint. Because I need him right now.
“Piper.” His growl comes from down the hall as he stalks toward me. There’s a gleam in his eyes. One that says he’s going to devour me.
Grabbing my hand, he sticks his head inside the door to one of the bathrooms before pulling me inside and flipping the lock shut.
Warm lips crash down on mine the second my back hits the door. I grapple for purchase, needing to hold on to something.
“What are you doing to me?” Cash bites down on my lip, licking the sting away.
“Me? Do you know how hot watching you play makes me?”
Cash hoists me into his arms and presses his hard length between my legs.
“I’m dying, Piper. I need to be buried inside you.” His lips nibble a path down my neck to my bare collarbone. I pulled off his jersey on the way over and went with jeans and a small black camisole. His hands are drifting up the material, pulling it down over my breasts. His hands tweak my nipples the way I love. I’ve never been well endowed, but Cash doesn’t care. He loves my chest and lavishes it with attention. But right now, that’s not where I want it.
Fisting my hands in his hair, I pull his face level to mine.
“What’s stopping you? Fuck me, Cash.”
It’s the words I know he loves to hear.
An animalistic sound escapes his lips as he sets me on my feet and takes a step back. His dick is hard in his jeans.
I lick my lips, staring at him in his tight black tee. The dark blue lights of the bathroom make him look dangerous. Except I know the real Cash. And I’ve never felt safer.
Music booms loud outside the door, matching the beat of my heart.
“Take it out.”
I take heed of his words. Rubbing my palm over his bulging erection, I pop open the button of his jeans and pull down the zipper. My gaze doesn’t stray from his. His eyes are dark, full of a fire and the same lust that is coursing through me. Shoving the material open, I pull out his long, hard dick. I give it a slow stroke.
“Keep doing that,” Cash tells me before pulling me in for another bruising kiss.
His tongue invades my mouth. It has me rubbing my legs together. I need the friction. Need something to quell the desire that’s threatening to burst out of me.
