False Start (Red Zone Rivals, #5)

by Kandi Steiner

“I didn’t just hear you earlier,” he husked against the shell of my ear. His touch was still just a tease against my thigh. “I watched you.” Another gasp left me. “I watched you touch yourself, listened to the way you moaned.” I should have been shocked. I wanted to be shocked. I willed myself to break away from him and scream at him and storm out of the room. But I was so turned on by the thought, by knowing he was watching me without me knowing, that he’d seen me writhing in that bath water trying to find relief. “It was intoxicating,” he continued, his breath ragged against my skin. “I couldn’t look away.” “Kyle,” I breathed, arching against him, and he groaned with a buck of his hips. “I heard you say that, too,” he murmured in my ear. “You were thinking of me.” “Yes.” He cursed, his teeth sinking into my shoulder. “I fucked my hand as I watched you,” he admitted, and the shock only lasted a second before a rush of power swept through me. The thought that he couldn’t resist himself, that he risked getting caught because he was so turned on… “When you gave up…” he continued, and his fingers slid between my legs, toying with the sensitive skin just next to where I wanted him. I chased his touch, but he pulled away, continuing his tease. “I had to force myself out of this hotel room to keep from bursting into that bathroom and taking over.” My next breath shuddered out of me, and Kyle kissed just below my ear. “Let me touch you, Mads,” he begged, teeth sinking into my sho...