Escorting the Player (The Escort Collection 3)

When housekeeping came, I locked us in my room and we both tried to tone down the screaming.

Every time we were done, I wanted her again. I was getting sore and raw.

Like I gave a fuck. I hadn't had sex like this in years. Ever, maybe.

And she made me breakfast. And lunch. And then we watched three more episodes of Game of Thrones and held hands the whole time.

Best. Day. Ever.

I hadn't even noticed my phone blowing up. When I finally checked it, there were a dozen texts and five missed calls from Eric.

I called him immediately, before he sent a SWAT team over.

"Hey buddy," I said.

"What the fuck, Chase? Since when don't you answer my texts?"

"Since I was working out all day," I lied.

"Bullshit," Eric said. "You were fucking Avery all day and I know it." He sighed. "Do you remember that the Children's Hospital fundraiser's tonight? You have to be there. Everybody's going to be there, including Wes and Tim."

"Of course I remember," I lied again. "We're going. It's at the Aquarium, right?"

"Yes. Listen, I'm pretty sure Pax and Jessica will be there, too," Eric warned. "So be prepared. I'll see you later, okay? We'll talk tonight."

"Yes sir."

I hung up and waited for Avery, who was in the shower. She came out, wrapped in a towel, and I immediately got hard again. My Johnson was being greedy and I didn't care.

"We have to go to a fundraiser tonight," I said.

"Oh." Disappointment flashed on her face. "I was hoping we could just watch television and snuggle."

"I know," I groaned. "But we still have the rest of the afternoon. C'mere." I patted the bed.

She gave me a knowing look. "I'm naked. Haven't you had enough?"

"Have you?"

"No," she admitted, blushing slightly. "I don't know what's gotten into me. I mean, I know what's gotten into me"—she gestured toward me—"but I don't know why I want it to get in me some more." She giggled.

I patted the bed.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm sore. Aren't you?"

"Yes. But I don't give a fuck," I said. My voice sounded strangled.

"I don't either," she said, and sighed.

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AVERY

It was as though his cock was a drug. By any sane measurement, I'd had enough. But I couldn't actually get enough. As soon as he pulled out I felt bereft; I wanted him back inside me.

Just like I wanted him right now.

I threw the towel off and went to him stark naked. He sucked in a deep breath and shook his head. "You're so fucking beautiful, babe," he said, palming my breasts as I climbed on top of him and rubbed his erection against me. I was already wet. It was as if my body was weeping for him, wondering where he'd been.