Playing Dirty (Leighton U, #4)

by C.E. Ricci

I realize the one massive problem I’ve overlooked. One that’s impossible to ignore now that he’s stripped down to nothing more than a pair of tight-fitting boxer briefs. Theo Greyson is hot as hell.

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“Fuck. That’s it,” he growls against my throat before pulling back, meeting my gaze. “God, look at you. Are you gonna come for me?”

“Oh, my fucking God,” he rasps. “That feels so good.” Oh, baby. You haven’t seen anything yet.

“Fuck,” he growls, the singular word coming out far more seductive than it should. Or maybe it’s the words that fall from his lips next that do the trick. “I love watching you like this. Seeing how turned on you get when I’m barely touching you.”

“This isn’t me detaining you. But if I had something to restrain you with? You can bet your sweet little ass I’d have you on your knees right here.” His words are dripping with filthy promises, oozing with lust when he murmurs, “Makes me wonder what all your friends would think about finding you with my cock down your throat.”

“That’s it,” I praise before sinking my teeth into the taut muscle of his ass. “Let everyone in this house know just how good it feels to be fucked by a Falcon.”

“Have I mentioned how amazing your ass looks in these pants?” he muses while rocking into me some more. “Almost as amazing as it does completely bare, my cock disappearing between your cheeks.” Holy shit.

“The way I want you…it fucking kills me. Every time you’re near, I can’t think about anything else except touching you, tasting you. Marking every inch of your body as mine. You’ve ruined me.”

“You feel how tight you grip me? How smooth and easy I slide in and out of you? That’s because your ass was made for me.”

“Because I love you, okay? God, I thought that’d be fucking obvious.” A soft, exasperated laugh leaves him, and he shakes his head. “I love you so much, sometimes I fucking hate you for it—for making me fall to the point where I’d abandon everything else for you. Because I would. I’d sell my team out and give you the pennant. I’d hand my soul over to Hades himself if it made you smile.” He licks his lips and releases a resounding sigh. “You’re the one I’d turn around for, Theo. Over and over again.”