For The Win (Gamer Girls, #6) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,150

Every inch of the man drove her wild, from his dick inside her to the feel of his muscles rippling under her hands. Throwing back her head, Rhaven moved her hips with him, feeling wanton and wild. This was passion. This was erotic. This was even better because she could hear Psyc walking around the foot of the bed and knew he was watching.

Her fantasy had just come to life. She'd done it all. She'd found perfection, and damn did it feel good.

Then Braden shifted his hips, pressing against something new, and Rhaven came undone. Her knees clenched his hips. Her nails dug into the backs of his shoulders and she felt her ass clenching. That was amazing. She could feel her orgasm building again, and it wasn't taking long. Two more strokes and she broke, her body arching off the bed as she shuddered around him, even her toes constricting with the pleasure. Then Braden throbbed inside her, shoving his face against the side of her neck as he groaned in completion.

For a moment, they both just breathed. Finally, Rhaven looked over to see Psyc leaning against the wall, his eyes waiting, filled with something that was much too soft to be hunger. And against her, Braden held her like he never wanted to let go.

She had nothing at all to be ashamed of. This? It was perfect.

Chapter 49

Rhaven rolled over in her sleep to press against Braden's side. The movement woke Psyc. His eyes cracked open to find that the room wasn't dark. It wasn't quite light either, but a glance over his shoulder proved that dawn was coming quickly. For a moment, he considered going back to sleep, but he was all too aware of his girl hugging the other man.

He didn't belong here, and that woke him the rest of the way up.

Gently, as carefully as he could, Psyc slipped out of the bed. Making his way around the foot of it, he found his pants. Next was his socks and shoes, which he'd left by the door. The box of condoms was still there, and the lube had also been knocked off at some point. Psyc picked them up and set them on the long dresser across from the foot of the bed.

Then, with his clothes in his hands, he headed out into the living room to get dressed. No, he didn't regret what he'd done. Not with her, and not even watching them. Rhaven was not the woman he'd expected, but she was the one who'd sunk her talons into him, hooking his complete attention. He couldn't just let her go, but he also had to.

For a moment, he considered taking a long pull on his bottle of cheap rum, but decided against it. The pressure in his head proved he was going to have a bad enough hangover as it was. A check of his phone said it was much too early for anyone to be awake. Considering that he'd probably only been asleep maybe two hours? That was even worse.

But she'd gotten everything she wanted. Braden seemed to care about her, and the man honestly took good care of her. Psyc knew that. He'd seen it with his own eyes, but his gut said he should warn the man off and make it clear that Rhaven was his - and that was the real problem.

She'd made her decision. The woman of his dreams was going to Ohio, and he was flying back to California in a couple of hours. By the time he packed his shit back up and had a shower, it would be time to call a car. He'd waited too long to plead his case, and she deserved this. The man, the job, and the life where she could be treated like the amazing woman she really was. Him? He'd just get in the way.

So he typed out a message on his phone. He had to delete it and try again three times, but in the end, he was sure he'd gotten it right. Checking his pants to make sure he still had his room key, Psyc stood and headed to the door, pressing send on his goodbye to his girl. In the bedroom, he heard her phone, and then he was in the hall, silently closing the door behind him.

There. That was it. The decision was made. She'd made her choice and he wasn't it. So long as she was happy, he'd convince her that he was too.