Addicted to Mr Parks (The Parks Series #2)(103)

A combination of arousal and concern washed over me. “What if someone sees us?” I wheezed.

“They won’t. The only person who ever gets to see your face when you come is me.” His words were low, raspy, and impatient. I felt the quick movement of his shorts coming down behind me, then he sank into me, balls-deep and delicious. His fingers dug into my hips as my arse pushed back out to meet his length.

“Hmm.” My low rumble of desire spread through my veins and into his, and his cock thickened inside me, aching and raw. The glide of his length in and out of my sex had me tensing, clamping around him.

I was already sweating from the game, baking under the L.A. sun, so Parks’s capable movements sent my temperature steaming. My back arched as I clung to the tennis post. “Wade. You feel so good. Don’t stop.”

I wanted him harder, but the sexy, erotic pace he was gliding in and out of me with felt too good to ask him to change pace.

His fingers dug further into my hips. “Christ.” He pulled out quickly and turned me around to face him. He pulled one of my thighs up and around his waist and pushed back into me. My eyes closed, my head dropped, my back arched, and the moans that spilled from my mouth told him how phenomenal he felt to me. The way he said my name had me falling dizzy. Had me weeping.

He began pushing into me hard. “Fuck. Your sweetness is so f*cking snug. So good.”

I splayed my fingers out on his impressive biceps, supporting myself against his body as he drove into me with impenetrable thrusts, unyielding and needing.

“Wade. I’m going to—” I didn’t have to tell him my body was on the way to paradise. Falling in to a blank space.

“Wait, baby, wait.” His voiced strained as he was building just like me.

He wanted to come with me? How the bloody hell could I wait?

Tremendously, we came together. My cries loud and whimpering, his muffled into my neck. I loved feeling his burst of pride filling me, then pooling around my thighs. I then loved it even more because it was mixed with mine.

I fell lax in his arms, and we both sank to our knees and lay under the sweltering sun to catch our breath.

Parks pulled my knickers back into place, then pushed the cap from my head and pulled my chin to the side so he could look at me. His pupils stared into mine. “I love it when you look at me like that.”

I found myself blushing. I never blush. “Like what?”

He traced my cheek gently, his gaze following his fingers. “Like I’m the only man that can take you into another place and hold you there.”

My smile was warm as I nuzzled into his caresses. “You take me into another dimension.”

He gulped. “And you like it there?”

I wasn’t sure why he was seeking approval, he didn’t need it. “I love it there. You know I do. Like now, lying on a tennis court with you under the sun—” I glanced away from the beauty of his face and looked up at the sky, “—it’s heaven to me. I can’t think of us going back to London, because when I do, my bubble bursts.”

“Princess.” He was urging me to look at him again. “I won’t let anyone burst your bubble.”

“But they do.” I sighed in annoyance. The outsiders were attacking my brain again. “My mum. Trevor. An ex of yours.” Even David and Joanna pissed me off, but I could deal with them.

“Trevor is gone.” His tone warned me not to bring him up. “And it is not an ex of mine.”

“Then why do I still feel like someone is still watching me? Following me? Constantly.”

Parks took hold of my chin, making me look at him. His eyes firm and promising.

“I would never let anything happen to you. Understand? I got rid of Lowry, Carla, Gabe, and Trevor. Anyone else, let me know.”

“My mother.” I was hoping. “Jasmine.” Then I was praying.

“Ha,” he laughed. “She might be a pain in my ass, but she’s my twin, Evelyn.”

“So she holds some sort of power over you?”

Propping himself up on an elbow, he looked over me and began to rub my nipples with his palm. “I told you, you’re the only woman who holds the power over me.”

Immersing myself in his touch, I forgot about those pesky outsiders and brought myself back into the world of my beloved man. “Why me?”

He kissed my lips gently, cupping my breasts. “You intrigue me.”


“Because I told you no?”

“Partly.” He smirked, tugging at my lips with his teeth.

“What if another woman had told you no? Like Sasha?”

“They wouldn’t have, but if they did, I would have f*cked someone else. You hypnotise me, Evelyn, and I don’t want to break that bond. Got it?”

I made a point of saluting. “Got it.”

We were basking under the sun, talking mindlessly about sweet nothings when we heard a voice.

“Wade?” We both sat up in sync and saw Jasmine standing at the top of the hill. My bubble was truly and utterly shattered.

She marched down towards us with a racquet in one hand. Her incredible midriff was shown off in a small sports bra, and her thighs were almost covered by shorts.

“You played already?” She was pissed and I loved it.

Parks shrugged and put his arm around my shoulders. “Sorry, sis, I have a new partner. Go get Trent. We could play doubles?”