Risking the Crown (The Crown 2)

“I’m going to come, baby,” I groaned as I slammed into her with another powerful thrust. “You’re mine. Fucking mine.”

I unleashed inside her, pulsing and throbbing until my cock vibrated with aftershocks.

I rolled next to her, trying to catch my breath. “Now I have to go to the pool.”

Her nails scraped over my stomach. “You sure?”

“Yes, love. But I promise I’ll be back.”

She straddled me and took my lips between hers. “Promise?”

“I’m pretty sure you’re the answer to me breaking another world record. Of course I promise.”

Her face scrunched into a frown. “So you’re using me for game advantage sex?”

“No, I’m using you for fucking incredible sex.” I slapped her on the ass. “What you do for my game is a bonus.”

She squealed when I rolled her off of me.

“I don’t know that it’s any better,” she taunted.

I reached for my pants. “Yesterday I fucked up in the pool because I fucked up with you.” I put one leg in, followed by the other. “Today, I’m going to kick ass because I fucked you. See the difference?” I grinned, knowing she was going to clock me for it.

“You are an asshole, Blaine Crews. A complete asshole.” She swatted at my shoulder, but I pulled her into my arms and kissed her.

“But you love it when I make you come.”

She tried to wiggle free. “Maybe.”

“And you love it when I fuck you from behind.”

Her breathing changed and her cheeks reddened. “Shit.”

I dropped her on the bed. “See?”

She picked up and threw a pillow at me. “You are an ass.”

I shrugged, liking the banter between us. “I’ll see you tonight, love. I’ve got to check in with my coach and see what the schedule is.”

She stood from the bed and reached for the wall. “Whoa.”

I grabbed her arm to help steady her. “What’s wrong?”

“The stupid jet lag. It makes me so dizzy.” She shook me off. “Do you think we should exchange phone numbers or something?”

Damn it. I was supposed to ask her that. “I have one while I’m in the city. Here.” I jotted the number down on the notepad next to the bed. “Text me and I’ll have your number.”

She reached up on her toes to kiss me. “Got it. Good luck at the pool.”

I opened the door. “Good luck with your articles today.”

She wrapped a sheet around her chest. “Go, get your world record. I’ll see you later.”

I closed the door and headed for the village, ready to kick some Olympic ass today.

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Ava