Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 115838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
“Hey.” Zane’s voice appears behind me, and I turn to see him approaching us. He stands next to me, bending to kiss Ariella’s cheek and then doing the same to Lexi and Kylie. “Hi, Victoria,” he says, as if we didn’t wake up together, as he kisses my cheek.
“Hi, Zane,” I reply, sounding a bit more peppy than I should. “How are you?”
“Doing good, thanks,” he says as he looks at the guys.
“How is everyone doing?” he asks them, and I look over at Jaxon to see if he’s going to give him attitude, and I get ready to bite my tongue if he does.
“Good.” Knox is the first to answer him then looks over at me. “I thought you were going to bring a date tonight.”
“You were going to bring the guy you are seeing tonight,” adds Jaxon.
“I was,” I say, right before I roll my eyes, “but then he found out you were going to be here, and well, he thinks you’re a tool, so he said hard pass.”
Ariella is the first to snort-laugh as Jaxon glares. “He thinks I’m a tool?” He points to himself.
“Oh, please.” I hold my purse in both hands before I forget that we are supposed to keep our relationship quiet and hold his hand. “You give yourself too much credit.”
“So you told him about me?” Jaxon puts his arm around Ariella.
“You think if I told him about you, he’d still want to date me?” I laugh. “Please, he would run for the hills.”
“Because he’s scared of me?”
“No, because you suck on the ice.” I point at Jaxon, who glares. “Now that we’ve gotten that taken care of—”
“You know this guy sends her flowers like twice a week.” Jaxon looks over at Knox and Kirby like it’s foreign.
“You should take notes,” I urge him. “Ariella was saying that she felt like you are dismissive of her feelings.”
Ariella gasps. “I did not say that.” She shakes her head. “She’s fucking with you because it’s so easy.”
Jaxon glares at me. “I’m hungry,” I say. “Anyone else?”
“I could eat.” Knox nods. “I have to take my turn at the roulette table in thirty minutes.”
“Oh, there you are,” Jill says, rushing over to us and heading to Zane. “I was looking for you. There are a group of single ladies who would like to meet you.” I swallow down the lump that forms in my throat and try not to snap. “They want to meet the big burly bearded coach.”
“I’m not interested,” he quickly says.
“Okay, well, can you pretend?” she suggests. “It’s for the Warriors Foundation that benefits the children’s hospital.”
“I’m going to go eat,” I say, avoiding looking at him so he doesn’t see how much this bothers me. I smile at everyone as I walk to the buffet and grab a plate. I’m sitting down when Ariella sits next to me while the phone buzzes in my purse.
I take it out, seeing it’s a text.
Zane:
Meet me in my office.
I look around, not seeing him anywhere. “I have to go to the restroom,” I say, looking at the table that is now filled with everyone. I hope Lexi or Kylie say they don’t want to go also as I quickly slip away.
I walk with my head down as I sneak back to where we walked in. I see a couple of the guys from the team, so I smile at them as I walk, hoping none of them hang around. I’m in the hallway with a couple other people, stopping right outside his office door that is more open than before. But I know I can’t just walk in, so instead I look at the mural wall of my brother, trying to pretend I’m interested in it until the coast is clear. It feels like forever until it clears and as soon as I see no one around, I slip into his office.
The door is shut behind me and locked when I feel him push me against it. “Zane,” I say his name as I feel him bend to take my mouth. My purse drops to the floor when I lift my hand to hold his face as he slides his tongue inside. His hands go to my ass, lifting me off my feet so my pussy is right over his cock. “Zane,” I repeat his name when he rips his mouth away from me.
“Do you know how torturous this is?” he whispers in my ear as he puts me back down on my feet, his hands going to the hem of my dress as he grips it in his hands, pushing it up. “Do you know how hard it is?”
I look up at him as my hand comes out to rub his cock over his pants. “Is it this hard?”
He kicks one foot to the side, making me open my legs as he rubs his finger down the lace of my panties. “I’m going to show you what I wanted to do to you the minute I saw you walk in wearing this dress.” He kisses my mouth; his hand moves my panties to the side, and he slides a finger in me. His mouth swallows my moan. “Shh,” he warns, while he lets go of my mouth as he adds another finger in me. His mouth goes to my ear as he whispers, “I saw you walk in and saw your legs, and I wanted them wrapped around my neck.” His fingers work magic on my G-spot and within seconds I’m drenched for him. “Does my girl want me to lick her pussy?” he asks and I nod my head. “Or does she want me to fuck her pussy?” I move my hips to meet his fingers. “Bend you over right now and fuck you?” The sound of both of our heavy breathing fills his office. “Or would you like me to fuck you against the door?” His thumb swipes my clit and I’m over the fucking cliff.