Scoring Wilder(51)

“I’m so close, Liam,” I admitted with a weak voice.

“I bet you taste so sweet, baby. I’d slide my fingers in and out, and then lean down and taste you for myself.”

“Liam…”

“Come for me, baby. Let me hear you.”

I stroked faster, arching my back and feeling the beginning of tingles spread through my body.

“I can’t wait to sink into you, Kinsley. Promise me you’ll spread those thighs wide for me.”

Those sexy words pushed me over the edge and I lost myself in the bliss of the moment. It rolled through me in a seductive wave and I liked knowing he could hear my moans. I purposely made sure he knew just how much I was enjoying my orgasm.

When I stopped shaking, Liam spoke, “Fuck, baby, I loved listening to that.”

I tugged a pillow to my chest and smiled up at the dark ceiling, suddenly feeling embarrassed for getting so carried away.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, coach.”

I hung up the phone before he could answer and squeezed my eyes shut. My phone buzzed in my hand and I looked down to see he’d sent one last text.



Liam: Don’t make any plans for tomorrow night.



Liam Wilder brought out a side of me that no guy had seen before. It was a little wild and a little reckless, but with him, there was no other option.





Chapter Fifteen


Monday morning I was positively giddy on my way to practice. Becca and Emily said that I looked loony, but I ignored them.

"It's just a beautiful day!" I joked, pulling my car into my normal spot at the fields. Since Liam got back from New York the night before, he'd be at practice. We had plans to meet up later, but I wasn't sure where we were going yet.

"You're so annoying," Becca laughed, sliding out of the passenger seat. As soon as her feet hit the pavement, she paused and I watched her smile fall.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, leaning forward to see around her. From my seat I couldn't see what she was staring at, so I quickly hopped out of the car and ran around to find a sight that made me tighten my fists.

Josh was waiting for me at the front of the field house with a bouquet of flowers and a giant sign that said, "I'm sorry, Kinsley".

"Oh my god," I murmured under my breath. This was not appropriate. One glance around the packed parking lot and I knew that everyone on my team, my coaches, and Liam had already seen him. I couldn't believe he was doing this.

I walked straight up to him, trying to stay calm. He smiled wide when he saw me approaching and for a very, very brief moment I felt pity for him… but then I remembered the Bimbo naked on his bed.

"Josh, what are you doing here?" I asked with a tired tone.

He unraveled a lopsided grin. "Isn't it kind of obvious?" he joked, pointing to the "I'm sorry" sign.

I nodded slowly, trying to conjure up the right words. Emily and Becca walked past me into the soccer field house but I couldn't look at them. I wished Josh knew me enough to realize that something like this was truly embarrassing for me. I wasn't a public person. I didn't want my entire team knowing the sordid details of our relationship. This was too much, and if anything, it pushed me away even more.

"Josh, you can't do this. We're not together and it's for a very good reason. I freaking swear that I'm not trying to be coy and lead you on. I mean it when I say that we aren't getting back together. You have to leave me alone."

His face fell slightly and his dark brown eyes studied me with curiosity.

"You don't give up on things that matter to you, Kinsley. That's not the way love works," he said, pushing the flowers into my hand and heading toward his car.

I wanted to shout after him, to tell him he didn't know how love worked, that you don’t cheat on someone that you love, but I just pushed through the field house doors and headed to practice.

My worst fear would be realizing that love actually did mean what Josh thought it meant: you could do whatever you wanted to your partner as long as you said you were sorry and looked charming while you said it. Nope. I respected myself too much for that.

I dropped his flowers in the locker room just as I realized that I needed to find Liam. I had no clue if he’d seen Josh’s display, but if the situation were reversed, I would have hated seeing his ex-girlfriend standing there waiting for him. I didn’t want him to misread the situation.

I didn’t get the chance to see him until we lined up outside for drills. I purposely stood on the end so that if he wanted to, he could talk to me. When I smelled his body wash behind me, I sighed. At least he wasn’t so angry that he was going to ignore me.

"Are you okay?" he asked, taking me by surprise.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry that happened," I began just as one of the junior girls inched closer to me. Her innocent action didn’t go unnoticed and I realized I had to guard my speech.

"That was really unprofessional," I said, looking up at him and pleading with him to understand my veiled words. His eyes weren't angry or brooding, instead he was studying me with a wistful smile.

"I'm not afraid of a little competition, Kinsley," he whispered. "I play to win."

A smile spread across my lips, but I did my best to hide it. He moved behind me, heading toward Coach Davis to help her with drills, but his hand skipped along the base of my back as he walked by. The casual touch made goose bumps bloom across my body, and I knew I was making the right decision. Liam could disarm me with a single touch, and I'd never felt that way about either Trey or Josh. I was officially in over my head.