whispered. I withdrew again before fucking her again with another powerful gradual thrust until I was the one groaning. I’d never get over how she fit around my cock. She squeezed and coaxed me back in. I wanted her to know she was mine. This thing between us wasn’t going to be determined by anyone else. Not my past. Not by my coach. Not by my partner. Certainly not Team Italy. She was mine because this was what we wanted. I held her hands over her head while I pumped in and out of her. Her breaths came together more quickly. “Let me come, please.” I grinned. I liked how she had adapted so quickly to what I liked in bed. She wanted to please me and in return I made sure she had more pleasure than any woman in the world. “Oh yeah, baby.” I thrust inside her, feeling her muscles flutter and clench against my cock. Did she have any idea what she was doing to me? How she made me want something I’ve never wanted before? She clamped harder on my dick and I knew she was lost. I pumped harder, wanting to come inside her, fill her with my mark, but I was wearing a damn condom so I pushed with all my strength. She was mine. Fucking mine. I buried myself inside her tight entrance, hungry to take her somewhere she had never been. “Fuck,” I roared out, while she screamed my name, clinging to my shoulders. The sweat rolled from my chest and dripped onto her perky breasts. I kissed the tip of her nose, knowing I may have just used up every last bit of energy I had for today’s match fucking the most perfect woman I’d ever had in bed. And that thought scared the complete shit out of me.
* * * I toweled off after a rushed shower. I didn’t know if another woman had ever driven me as wild as Sierra had. My cock had never reacted to a woman like her. Fuck . What did I get myself into? “Pierce? Hey, I need to get in there too.” She knocked on the door. I unlocked the handle. “Sorry.” Her eyes dropped to my naked waist. “So basically you are always naked,” she joked. I felt the twitch in my cock. I wasn’t thinking about ending the set with the Italians. I was thinking about Sierra dropping to her knees and sucking me off. And this time I would finish. Hard and fully satisfied while she took every last drop I gave her. Fuck . “With you, yes.” I winked. God, that’s exactly what I wanted. I wanted to spend more time with her in this room. In my room. I didn’t care where. I wanted to kiss her and fuck her until we were dying to get room service and water. “I don’t think it’s a good idea if we’re seen arriving together,” she mentioned as she reached around me for her toothbrush. “Hadn’t thought about it.” “Well, I don’t want to cause any problems between the teams. I think it’s better this way.” “Is that why you looked that way this morning?” “I didn’t look any way this morning.” She stuck the toothbrush in her mouth and pretended to ignore me while she brushed her teeth. “Yeah, you did. I saw it. You were sad. Your eyes or something. I thought you had second thoughts about last night.” Her eyes lifted to mine in the mirror and she shook her head. “I don’t regret that.” It was garbled, but I made out enough of the words to put the sentence together. “Good.” My gut told me I was glad. I didn’t want her to take it back. I sure as hell didn’t want to, but I didn’t know what this new feeling was. She had knocked me to my knees when I wasn’t looking. I was in a place I didn’t know how to navigate. She spat into the sink and rinsed her mouth. “But I don’t know what to do now.” Her hands flattened against my chest. “That’s what you saw. Complete and utter confusion.” This was the part where I usually walked out. I grabbed my keys and bolted for the door. But for some reason I didn’t budge. “See me tonight.” My voice was cool and certain. “What?” She looked more confused than ever. “You have a double