Playing Hard to Get(105)

“I’m tired too.” I slip my hand into her panties, encountering nothing but wet heat. “But never too tired for you.”

Within seconds, her panties are gone, and I’m stroking her pussy, my mouth on her neck, my dick lodged between her ass cheeks. She’s rubbing against me, soft moans falling from her lips, the sound of my fingers sliding in and out of her filling the room.

Filled with impatience, I get rid of my boxers before I roll her onto her back and kiss her fiercely at the exact moment I fill her to the absolute hilt with my cock. She moves with me, her head thrown back, her tits bouncing with my every thrust, and I increase my speed. Pounding inside of her, desperate to come.

Desperate to make her come.

“You’re mine, Jo Jo,” I remind her. Remind myself. “This pussy belongs to me.”

She clenches around me, her inner walls beginning to milk my cock, strangling my orgasm right out of me. I come with a shout of her name, spilling inside her as I shudder and shake. She runs her hands up and down my back, her nails lightly scratching, making me shiver.

“I love you,” I whisper into her ear once the orgasm has subsided for both of us. I’m sweaty, my skin clinging to hers, and I try to lift myself off of her, but she presses her hands against my lower back, keeping me there.

“I love you too.” She kisses along my jaw. “Don’t leave me. Not yet.”

“Baby, don’t you know?” I touch her face and she cracks open her eyes. “I’m never leaving you.”

“Promise?” Her eyes are filled with so much love for me, my chest aches.

“Yeah.” I chuckle, dipping my head to kiss her. “You’re stuck with me.”

“There’s no one else I’d rather be stuck with.”

“Same, Jo Jo.”

Same.





EPILOGUE





Joanna





One month later



“Aw, you two are so cute.” Cam waves his hand at us, his sugary tone making me think he’s being sarcastic. “It’s really true love, huh?”

We’re at a local pizza restaurant downtown, where I met the guys after their practice to grab a quick dinner. Knox asked me to come and this is the first time I’ve hung out with them like this after practice. I never want to intrude, but he insisted I go so here I am.

“Definitely,” Knox says firmly, his gaze shifting to mine, going soft and hazy the longer he looks at me. “I’m in love with her.”

Aw.

I rest my hand over where his rests on the table, interlacing our fingers together. “And I’m in love with you.”

Knox starts kissing me right there in the booth and Cam groans as if he’s in complete agony.

“Save it for the bedroom, you two. It’s bad enough I have to listen to your escapades on a nightly basis,” he complains.

Knox glances over at his best friend. “You listen to us?”

“It can’t be helped. The walls are thin and my bedroom is right next to yours.” Cam shakes his head. “I invested in new AirPods with noise cancellation to save me from having to hear you two.”

“Every night, Cam? Come on. You’re not around much lately anyway,” I point out, my voice casual.

But really, I’m curious. What is Cam up to exactly? Where does he go that he’s out all night long? When I asked Knox about it, he just sent me a knowing look and basically implied if he has to explain where Cam is, then I’m far more na?ve than he originally thought.

I’m definitely not na?ve. I’m suspicious. Big difference.

Do I think Cam is out hooking up with a different woman every night?

No.

Do I believe he might be sneaking around and possibly seeing Knox’s little sister?

Yes, I think so.

This is all based on gut feelings and a few things Blair has said in the past. Oh, and that moment I caught them together at the apartment, looking guilty as hell. And mad. Cam just stormed off, which he seems to do a lot when Blair is around. What’s up with that?

Does she push him away?

Does he feel guilty for messing around with his best friend’s sister? Knox is overly protective of her. He’d probably lose his mind if he found out Cam is messing around with Blair.

Knox is completely distracted by football, school and me, so I don’t think he sees it. Not like I do.

“Yeah, I go out a lot.” That’s Cam’s answer.

As evasive as ever.

“But where do you go?” I ask, needing more.

Knox chuckles nervously, squeezing my hand. “Come on, Jo Jo. Don’t give the man the third degree.”

“I was just curious.” I smile at my boyfriend—it’s really fun thinking of Knox like that—and lean in to give him a quick kiss on his cheek. “Where’s Blair tonight?”

My gaze immediately shifts to Cam and I notice how his expression shifts and changes, going completely neutral.

Hmm.

“Not sure.” Knox grabs his phone and starts tapping on it, sending a quick text. He waits, the response immediate and he says, “She’s at home.”

“You should invite her to hang out with us.” My attention remains solely focused on Cam and when his gaze meets mine, I see something in his eyes that makes me think he might be on to my game. I flash him a sweet smile. “I miss her.”