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"Here's what I see," I say against her ear, sliding my hands up her stomach, over the lace, cupping her breasts through it until her head tips back against my shoulder. "I see the woman who rebuilt my family's hope. Who made a team of strangers feel like they belong somewhere. Who's occupied every single thought I was supposed to save for hockey since I got to this goddamn tournament."

I kiss down her neck, slow, and her nipples harden beneath my thumbs.

"Miles—"

“I see the woman some idiot was too fucking useless to appreciate.” I turn her in my arms. "Standing in red silk, so warm she's shaking with need."

She grabs my shirt and strips it over my head, then goes for my belt with intent, shoving trousers and everything else down until I step out of them. Then she plants both hands on my chest and pushes me up the hallway and onto the soft bed.

"The controlled captain," she says, crawling over me, wrapping her hand around my cock and stroking slow, "is not invited tonight."

"He left an hour ago."

"Good." She kisses the head of my cock, then takes me into her mouth in one slow, wet slide, and my hands fist in the sheets.

"Fuck—Audrey—"

She works me deep and unhurried, humming like she's enjoying dessert, and when I reach for her ass, she reads my mind before I say it. Audrey swings her body around, red silk gathering at her hips as I pull her thighs over my face.

The chemistry we share together is insane.

"Fuck, you're soaked again."

She moans on my cock, still with her mouth on me, and I bury my face in her pussy and give her everything I've got.

I grip her ass, letting her ride my face as she takes my cock deeper, flattening my tongue against her clit, hands holding her open while she rocks against my mouth.

Every moan she makes vibrates down my cock. Every groan I make presses up into her.

It's a competition. It's always a competition with us.

Neither of us ever wins, but neither of us fucking cares either.

"Miles—" She pulls off me, gasping while she jerks me long and fast. "I need—get up here."

She turns and straddles me, then sinks down onto my cock in one desperate, breathtaking slide. Fuck. My hands find the red silk pooled around her hips, her gorgeous thighs framing my body, as her eyes lock on mine the entire way down.

"Look at you," I manage, my hands sliding up her legs. "Look at you."

“I want you, Miles. Right now. All of you. Stop thinking about that damn contract and fuck me.”

I meet her eyes, and fuck.

The hurt is still there, hidden beneath the hunger because Audrey has spent years learning how to make herself look fine while somebody else controls the future.

I should have told her about the meeting. I know that.

My hands tighten around her thighs as I drive up to meet her, taking over the rhythm until she cries out and braces both hands against my chest.

“You matter to me,” I tell her. Her pussy clenches around me. “More than you know. More than I know what to fucking do with.”

“Miles—”

“Tonight, you get all of me.”

The terrifying part is that I don’t know what happens if she asks me to stay.

Because I would give this woman anything she asked for.