Rush: The Season (Austin Arrows Book 1)(92)

I meet his hooded gaze, and I see that he’s drunk on lust the same way that I am. I want to hold on, but … Kingston’s hand snakes between my legs and he finds my clit, his thumb circling as he continues to f*ck me.

My body is quaking as the orgasm crests. I can’t hold back the strangled cry that escapes me when the sensation gets to be too much. I feel like I’m shattering into a million pieces and it’s … addicting.

“That’s it, Ell. Fuck. Squeeze my dick, baby. Oh, yeah … just … like … that.”

He’s sweating, but he doesn’t stop, still pounding into me as another orgasm takes root.

“I… Oh, God, Kingston. I… I’m … gonna…” Another tortured cry breaks free as I come again, this time harder than the first.

“Fuck, yes…” Kingston’s hips jerk and he falls forward. I feel him pulsing inside me as he gives himself over to his release.

Grabbing hold of him, I bring his mouth down to mine. It’s an awkward position with my leg still trapped between us, but I can’t help myself. I need him to kiss me, to bring me back down to earth before I shatter again.





36

Kingston

Wednesday, November 23rd “You ladies do very nice work,” Noelle tells Bianca and Gabby. “Now it’s time to deliver these bad boys.”

Gabby giggles.

Ellie smiles. “What’s so funny?”

“I thought the bad boys were the ones who were going to deliver the food?”

I grin when Ellie meets my gaze.

We spent the morning putting together plates of food that will be delivered to families who can’t afford a Thanksgiving meal. Along with hot food, we’ve also put together bags of nonperishable goods that will be sent along with the meals. And thanks to Noelle’s promise of free beer for a month, every single member of the Austin Arrows showed up at dawn to help out. Not only the players but the coaching staff and the equipment team, as well.

I’m impressed, actually.

“Y’all ready?” Ellie asks the girls.

“Can we go with Spencer and Noelle?”

Upon arrival, the delivery drivers were assigned, and somehow Spencer and Noelle were paired up. Based on the expression on both their faces upon that announcement, that hadn’t been good news.

“You absolutely can!” Noelle confirms.

Based on that reaction, Noelle clearly does not want to be alone with Spencer. I’m sensing a story there. I try to hide my amusement when Spencer rolls his eyes. I’m not sure what’s going on with those two, but it’s definitely something.

“We’ll meet you back at the house then?” Ellie says to Noelle after she finagles a hug from her daughter.

“Sounds like a plan.” Noelle smirks when she looks over at me. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

And with that parting shot, Noelle herds the girls out to the parking lot, Spencer not far behind them.

“You think they’ll survive the afternoon?” I ask, taking Ellie’s hand as we walk to my truck. It’s been loaded up with all of the meals we need to deliver, and we’ve got the list of addresses that we’re taking them to.

“I’m not so sure.” She chuckles. “But I think Noelle’s extremely happy that Bianca wanted to go with them.”

“I’m not complaining, either,” I tell her as I maneuver the truck out of the parking lot.

“Whatever do you have in mind, Mr. Rush?”

“Let’s get the food delivered, then I’ll tell you.”

“I’m eager to see what you have planned.”

Three hours later, after we made our rounds, delivered all of the food, then stopped and grabbed a bite to eat at a local burger place, I’m once again helping Ellie into my truck, then climbing back in. Rather than pulling out of the lot and turning the truck in the direction of Ellie’s house, I start the engine and remain right where we are.

Since I picked her up this morning, I know I have to return her, and that’s what I intend to do. Only, I’m not ready just yet, and I know when I get to her house, I’ll have to leave her there and head home. Tomorrow’s Thanksgiving, which means there’s lots of prep work that needs to be done, not to mention, my brothers and my father are in town.

But they’ll have to wait because I’m not quite finished with her.

“Thanks for dinner,” Ellie says. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“I figured you were starving.”

“What gave it away?” she asks. “My rumbling stomach?”

I smile as I watch her. She’s so damn pretty. Today she’s wearing an oversized sweatshirt and a pair of leggings that fit her like a glove. I’ve had a hard time not staring at her ass for most of the day, in fact.

“That and the way you kept saying, ‘I’m hungry.’”

Ellie laughs, that raspy, throaty sound that makes my dick hard. “I did not.”

“Oh, right. That was me.”

She stares at me. “I worked up an appetite, that’s for sure. But I had fun.”

“Me, too.” More than I’m willing to admit.

“I think it’s good Bianca and Gabby helped.”

“They’re good kids,” I tell her.