Hard Hitter (Wild Card, #3)

by Nikki Hall

The air between us heated, but she wasn’t done. “One benefit of this disaster is we won’t need condoms anymore. It’s not like you can get me more pregnant.” I growled out an agreement. “That is a benefit. I’d love to be inside you with nothing between us.” Chloe smiled. “We can make that happen.” “Are you sure—” She reached up to cover my mouth with her hand. “I love you too, you know, with everything in me—especially when you’re in me. You’ve always made me feel like I was more than enough, even before I let you into my pants. Also, I’m fairly new to this adult relationship thing, but I’m pretty sure this is when you’re supposed to tattoo my name on your ass.”

Eva darted over to peek into my room, but I jumped in front of her. When I’d heard the front door, I’d thrown on the closest shirt and left Noah sprawled face down, bare-assed naked on the bed. He was a beautiful specimen of man, but he was my beautiful specimen, and he wouldn’t appreciate me sharing the sight. Not that I wanted to. “Maybe start with the other room. We should probably end there too.” Eva raised a brow, but she let me steer her toward the other bedroom. “You know I’ve seen Noah naked before, right?” “Don’t care.” My mind immediately called up all the ways she might have seen him naked. “Wait, I do care, so I expect the story of naked Noah later, but his butt is for my eyes only now.” She snickered. “Yours and the entire football team’s.” I rolled my eyes. “Fine. Them too.”

He smiled as his tongue curled around my nipple then flicked the tight bud in an agonizing tease. “You mean I don’t already live here? What kind of a situationship have I gotten involved in?” I pinched his side as liquid heat pooled between my legs. “A serious one.” “I love you, Chloe. I want to be wherever you are—I was only waiting for you to ask. Seemed like the polite thing to do.”

He kissed each of the tattoos on my inner thighs, and I shivered at the prickly feel of his stubble on my skin. The heat of his breath against my core made me wiggle trying to get closer. Noah chuckled and laid two big hands on my hips. “So impatient,” he murmured. I sank my fingers into his hair and dropped my head back with a sigh. Noah insisted on taking his sweet time. Tormenting me with his tongue and fingers before finally letting me come. I didn’t have time to stop shaking before he grabbed a condom and slid home, exactly where I wanted him. He groaned as he drove into me with a frantic pace that matched my wild need. My nails sunk into his shoulder, and he wrapped my hair around his fist, pulling just enough to make me crazy.