stop. Her whimpers turned to soft, keening little cries as she scratched at my back, urging me on. When her body drew tight again, her eyes flaring slightly as if surprised, I pushed the back of her thigh, opening her wider, and stroked even deeper.
“Jansen…” She clutched my shoulders as her legs shook, and I worked my fingers between us as I took her faster, climbing that same peak with her as lightning shot down my spine. I strummed her clit and felt her convulse around my cock just as my own orgasm took hold, shooting me straight to the stars.
I think I blacked out for a minute because when I came to, I’d shifted so she was at my side, both of our chests heaving as we struggled to catch our breath.
“That was…” She stroked her thumb across my lower lip. “That was not overrated.”
I laughed and pulled her close. “That was the best I’ve ever had in my life. And maybe the loudest,” I teased.
She grinned, but then it slipped slightly. “You don’t think anyone heard me, do you?”
“I think we’re okay.” Hotel walls were only so thick, but I doubted anyone would recognize London’s cries, especially since I was the only guy to get her screaming like that.
“Good.” Worry dulled the heavy-lidded satisfaction in her eyes. “We just have to keep this quiet. I don’t even want to think about what Caz or—”
I kissed her softly, stopping her words. “London, I have no problem keeping this between us. But baby, I need it to be just that—between us.” My fingers brushed back her hair, and I cradled her head. “I don’t know what this is, but I do know I’m sick at the thought of anyone else touching you.”
She pushed at my chest, and I let her roll me to my back as she smiled down at me. “Then the same goes for you.”
“Already does.” I pulled her into another kiss and we started all over again.
By the time I woke the next morning, it was seven a.m., and my bed was empty, which made sense seeing that London was hell-bent on keeping our private activities, well, private. Didn’t mean that waking up without her didn’t suck. It did.
I showered, dressed, and headed down to the lobby to grab breakfast. We had the second game of the series today, and I wasn’t the last Reaper to the private dining room, but I wasn’t exactly the first, either.
“Saved you a seat,” Briggs said, smacking me on the back as he walked by with his food, pointing toward the table in the corner where Cannon and Sawyer already sat.
A laugh I’d know anywhere sounded from the opposite side of the room, and my gaze found her with all the effort of a compass and the North Pole.
London sat with her brother on one side and Maxim on the other, laughing at something Caz had said. Her cheeks were pink, and her eyes bright as they locked with mine.
Too many emotions to name barreled through me.
I wanted to kiss her, to ask how she was feeling. Hell, I wanted to carry her back up to my room and go for round five…or was it six? But more than all that, I wanted to be the one she was laughing with at breakfast.
How could I feel so incredibly connected to someone from this far across the room and yet worlds apart?
She gave me a smile, but then Maxim leaned in close to talk to her, wrapping his arm around the back of her chair.
Her gaze fell from mine, severing our connection.
I waited a breath, then two, hoping she’d look over, hoping she felt the same inexplicable pull that I did, but…nothing.
Something in my chest chilled and drew tight.
Why? I’d agreed to keep our relationship quiet. What did it matter if everyone knew as long as she and I did? There was less pressure this way, and whatever made her comfortable was okay by me, that’s how badly I wanted to keep her.
But that’s when it hit me.
We weren’t just quiet or discreet.
We were something a little dirtier—a secret.
10
London
“I don’t know what to do,” I groaned as I sank onto Savannah’s couch. I shoved one of her throw pillows against my face, muffling a scream.
“Whoa,” a familiar male voice said, shocking me. I dropped the pillow to see Hendrix, frozen two steps into the living room. “What kind of a situation did I just walk in on here, babe?” he asked Savannah,