Page 19 of Her Power Play

I don’t know how the hell he does it, but he makes me want to fall in love with him. I’m not sure he realizes what he’s doing to me. How he’s making me feel, but if I were ready to admit it to myself, I could call this love.

I want to fall for him.

I don’t think I should be feeling this strongly for him, but I’m falling in love, and I’m scaring myself. It’s terrifying because I don’t know if it’s the sex or him. Maybe it’s just lust and I don’t even realize it.

I think it might be him.

I’m falling hard and fast.

Then it happens. He continues to move inside me, his gaze focused on mine. My clit and pussy are so sore and sensitive in the best ways, and I’m already on the edge. I’m ready to come. It won’t take much, just a swivel of his hips. I want it so bad I could cry.

Then he slams inside me, grinding his pelvis against my clit, and it happens. With my gaze connected to his… I come. He doesn’t stop moving, his thrusts harder and faster until he buries himself deep and stills inside me.

Liam lowers his head, his mouth touching mine before he lets out a moan. I swallow the noise, loving not only the sound but also how he fills me.

And it’s at this moment that I realize I’m in love with Liam.

I don’t even know anything about him, not really, but I’ve fallen in love with him, and it scares the absolute shit out of me.

TWENTY-THREE

LIAM

Gathering her in my arms, I pull Ruby’s body close to mine. Lowering my head slightly, I touch my lips to her forehead. “I have to leave,” I murmur against her skin.

Her eyes open, finding mine, and then I watch as her lips curve up into a small smile. “You have to leave?” she asks softly.

I hum, shifting my face back slightly so that I can look into her eyes. She doesn’t seem upset, but more concerned and maybe a bit confused. Tightening my muscles around her, I pull her body a little closer, feeling her tits press against my bare chest.

“I have to go to practice—I can’t skip it. It’s an early morning weight training session before we head onto the ice.”

Her eyes widen, then her lips twitch into a smile. The expressions of concern and confusion vanish, and I’m met with understanding. It’s hot as shit, just like her. Leaning forward, I touch my mouth to hers, sliding my tongue along the seam of her lips, tasting her before I shift backward again.

“I wish I had more time,” I murmur.

“Me too,” she breathes. “But I should get up for work soon, too.”

Reluctantly, I release her before I roll out of bed. It’s the last thing I want to do, but I don’t have a choice. Standing, I walk toward the bathroom, but stop when I reach the door.

Turning my head, I look back at the bed, but I shouldn’t have. Seeing her with the sheets pulled up to her chin, her eyes lazily focused on me, her hair messy from my hands… I don’t think I’ve seen a prettier sigh in my entire life.

“When do you close up today?” I ask

She frowns, then presses her lips together before she responds. “It’s an early day. I actually close at two.”

I don’t ask her why. I don’t even care. All I know is that she’ll be finished early enough to come and see me. “Come to the practice arena. I have to be there until three. We’ll go out to dinner with the team.”

My words spill out, but for whatever reason, they are not met with the excitement that I think they should be. I open my mouth to tell her to forget the whole thing—that I’ll just come over—but then she sits up. I watch as she leans her back against the headboard, her gaze finding mine.

“Okay,” she says, dipping her chin in a single nod. “I’ll be there.”

“You don’t want to go out with the team,” I state.

It’s a guess, but I know I’m right. I watch as she sinks her teeth into the corner of her bottom lip before she arches a brow. She doesn’t respond immediately, and she watches me for a moment. Her eyes sparkle before she shrugs a shoulder.

“It’s not that I don’t want to meet them. It’s mostly because the whole thing makes me nervous.”

“Why? They’re like my family.”