“I’m, I’m—”
I can’t even get the words out because my mind can’t compute what I’m trying to say.
“I know, I can feel it,” he whispers, picking up his pace but also thrusting into me a little harder. My hands grip his neck, kissing him deeper, absorbing his own moans with my own.
My toes curl as an electrifying sensation sends tingles from the top of my body to the bottom. My legs shake with my release, my hands finding the bedding once again to bring me back down to Earth.
Declan’s breathing gets heavier, and once his head falls to the side, burying itself deep in my neck, I know he’s not far behind me. And in three quick thrusts, he finds his own release. Crashing down on top of me as our breathing tries to find its normal rhythm.
It feels like forever, but when his head finally leaves the crook of my neck, a look of satisfaction spreads across his face. Not only in his smile but in the glassiness of his eyes, and it only grows when he sees my own look of satisfaction.
“Are you okay?” he whispers. “Was it… okay?”
“Better than okay.” My forefinger grazes his lips. “It was perfect… was it okay for you?”
I know Declan has slept with more people than I have, and I know I just felt exactly what I do to him, but there’s still that part of me that—
“Better than okay.” He smiles, giving me a light kiss. “It was everything… because it was withyou.”
He pulls out of me, kissing the side of my head, before getting out of bed to discard the condom. When he’s done, he climbs back into the bed and pulls the covers over us. His body wraps around mine, pulling me close and wrapping my hand in his.
“So,” I begin. “How long do people usually wait before they go again?”
I feel him shift, raising himself up on his elbow. “Bowman, it’s like I’m seeing a whole different side of you right now.”
“I mean, if you don’t want to,” I tease.
“Trust me, I want to. I’ll always want to.”
He leaves kisses down my shoulder and to the top of my back before traveling up to my neck.
Then he blows a raspberry against the delicate skin of my neck, and I can’t help but laugh. I never thought I’d feel this happy. That something this good would ever happen to me.
And there’s nothing that could ruin this moment.
“Hey Em, do you—” My door swings open, and my hand grips the blanket, barely covering my chest. My heart sinks the second Cam looks up. At first confused, but his face falls when he sees Declan lying in bed behind me. Both of us naked… very, very naked. And it doesn’t take long for the realization to hit.
“Cam,” I mumble like I can play this off.
“What the fuck?” he says, turning around and shutting the door behind him.
I spoke too soon.
thirty-nine
Ember
Stay here.” I pull on my clothes as quickly as possible and chase Cam out into our living room. When I get there, he’s in the kitchen, almost as if he didn’t just witness me in bed with one of his teammates. “Cam.”
“I don’t want to talk about it, Ember.” He uses my full name… he’s definitely pissed, and I don’t blame him.
“Please.”
“Ember, not right now. If we talk about it now, I’ll say something I’ll regret.”
He grabs water from the fridge and heads toward his room.
“So, what? We’re just gonna pretend you didn’t just see what you saw?”
