He pushes two fingers inside of me, and I grind down on his hand. I don’t care where we are. I don’t care that anyone could happen upon us.
All I want is to come undone in this man’s arms. His hard length presses into my hip as I rock against him.
“I’m so close.”
Tag tilts my chin towards him and captures my mouth in a searing kiss. Between his tongue and fingers, I erupt.
Stars explode behind my eyes as he swallows down my moans of delight. I hold on tight, because if not, I might float off into the abyss.
“Fuck, Liv. Fuck!” Tag’s shouts are muffled as the most perfect orgasm washes over me.
“Tag…did you?” I trail off as he buries his face in my neck.
“Yup. I fucking came. Because you are so God damn hard to resist, I couldn’t contain myself.”
He slips his hand out, allowing me to spin in his arms. Grasping his sweater, I pull him in for a kiss. It’s slow and sweet. Heated and passionate all at the same time.
“Well then. We better get home because we need to take care of this little problem.”
Tag grins down at me. “Not a problem because seeing you lose control and let go like that with me? I’ll never say no to it.”
“Then let’s go.”
From: Stanley Easton III
Sent: Wednesday, November 12, 2025 9:32 AM
To: Olivia Montrose
Subject: Thank You
Miss Montrose,
I wanted to thank you for taking me out and seeing the sights of London. Having been focused on hockey, I have not had the chance to see the city and appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to do so.
Thanks,
Stanley Easton III
Head Coach - London Lightning
From: Olivia Montrose
Sent: Wednesday, November 12, 2025 9:33 AM
To: Stanley Easton III
Subject: RE: Thank You
Mr. Easton,
Why are you bringing attention to the fact that I showed you the city?
Regards,
Olivia Montrose
Business Department
