Breaking Away (Assassins, #5)(48)

Tearing the package open, he slid the condom down his straining cock before taking her back in his arms and kissing her lips. Lifting her leg, he slid into her with one thrust, their moans mingling as he slowly moved back out of her.

“I forgot a condom.”

“Harder,” she muttered as she squeezed him tight inside her.

“God,” he grunted as his fingers bit into her thigh. Lifting her other leg, he thrust up into her, his body slapping against hers. Holding her ass, he moved her up and down his cock as she kissed and nibbled at his neck. The water beating against their bodies added to the sensation and Lord, she looked great in a steamy room. It was every man’s fantasy to have this happen, or at least it was his.

Looking up at him, she smiled as he continued to thrust into her, his legs shaking from trying to hold back his release. He loved the way she looked, and he wasn’t ready for it to end. Her hair was stuck to her face, her lips swollen from kissing him, and with each thrust, her breast came bouncing up towards his face in the most delectable way. He wanted this to go on for hours, but soon it was too much. Squeezing her ass, he thrust into her one last time, coming so hard that he saw stars behind his closed eyes as he groaned out with her.

Leaning her into the wall, his face in her neck, he gasped for breath as she did the same. Her heart was pounding in her chest at the same beat as his. When she started to move her hands up and down his wet back, he let out a long breath, enjoying her soft touch. When her hands came up on his face, bringing it up to meet her gaze, he smiled before she moved her lips over his.

“Why the hell are all the showers on?”

They froze. Phillip opened his eyes to see Reese’s eyes wide as she covered her boobs with her hands. He then looked behind him to see only the shape of someone moving around.

“Who’s there?’ he asked as he put Reese down, covering her body with his own.

“Anderson?” Shea asked.

Shit, not good. Anyone else, this could be laughed off, but Shea? Phillip was screwed.

“Yeah,” he said, trying to make sure Reese was completely covered.

“Why the hell are all these showers on?” he asked.

Reese giggled behind him, her arms coming around his waist. He smiled as he said, “Do you want a lie or the truth?”

“What the hell, Anderson? Stop messing around,” he said as he turned off each shower.

“I just got done having sex with one of the sexiest woman in the world.”

That had Shea pausing before he turned completely around, facing the entrance of the showers.

“Are you kidding me?”

“Not at all.” Phillip laughed as Reese’s hands slid down his body, bringing his cock back to life.

“I swear to God, you owe me laps for this or I can tell Eli, and you can hear it from her.”

“I’ll do the laps.”

He’d basically walk through fire to do what he just did over and over again. As long as it was with Reese.

“Fine, hurry up, some of the guys are coming in for a skate.”

“Will do, Captain.”

When Shea left the shower and Phillip heard the locker room door slam, he turned to take Reese back in his arms. She was grinning, her cheeks rosy as she looked up at him.

“Sorry you have to do laps.”

“No big deal, this was worth it.”

“Oh really?”

He moved his nose along hers, brushing her lips with his. “Hell yeah.”

She bit into her lip as she eyed him. “I have a confession.”

“Hurry up and tell me so I can do you against the wall again.”

Her laughter rang through the shower before she leaned in, her lips millimeters from his as she whispered, “I lied.”

“Lied?” he asked, arching his body into hers.

“Yeah, I think hockey is totally hot, especially when you play.”

He smiled against her lips before he asked, “So you’ll come play with me again?”

She nodded. “Sure will, but next time, maybe we can make it to the ice.”

“Maybe.”

She laughed. “I’m excited.”

Me too, he thought before crashing his lips to her.





SPENDING THE night alone was not what Phillip had in mind.

Claire was staying the night with a friend from dance. Skylar was the girl’s name, and they got along great. Skylar seemed to make Claire happy, too. They giggled a lot, and talked about boys. Even though Phillip didn’t care for the boy talk much, he liked that Claire was smiling. Skylar’s parents were nice, too, and guaranteed that Claire would be taken care of. At first, he was upset she didn’t want to hang with him since he was leaving again in a couple days, but then he decided he was going to convince Reese to hang out with him. Sitting outside of Reese’s studio, like a stalker, he dialed her number but then saw her door opening. He waited as he watched her stand in the doorway, digging her phone out of her purse.

When she saw the screen, a bright smile crossed her face and, for some reason, that made him breathless. He had no clue what that meant, but seeing her smile like that because he called did something to him. It caused him to feel something deep inside his chest but, before he could identify what it was, he hung up the phone and admired her gorgeous body. She was wearing tight jeans, rolled up at the bottom, with a long-sleeved green shirt that hung off her in a flowy way. She wore a dark brown scarf that matched her brown boots. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and she looked amazing. Hot. His body started to tingle with awareness as he watched her face fall and her hand drop to the side before she looked up and met his gaze. The disappointment he was sure was there before fell, and a sneaky little grin came over her beautifully glossed-up lips.