Erik (Arizona Vengeance 2)

I use my leverage in her hair to tilt her head the other way, and now I’m the one kissing her. My other hand slips down her back and palms an ass cheek. I squeeze and her hips shift forward, grinding her pussy on my leg again. I press against her ass, encouraging her to masturbate against me. She does it again and shudders in my arms, so I know it’s hitting her in the right spot.

Pulling on her hair, I break the kiss just enough so I can growl at her, “Get yourself off, Blue. Right here. On my leg.”

Her eyes fly open and they’re full of fire and sexual need as they stare back at me. Her lips curve up in a wicked smile of acquiescence and I pull her back down to my mouth for a hard kiss.

Blue doesn’t disappoint me or herself. She rotates her hips in circles, then alternates flexing back and forth. I clench my thigh muscle, wanting to give her as hard a surface as possible with which to stimulate herself. I slip my hand down the back of her sweatpants, finding bare skin. I squeeze and push her down on me, helping her to move faster on my leg.

Blue pants and moans as she works herself up. I have to force myself not to push my hand down further, down through the crack of her ass and to the warm wetness I know will be pooled between her legs. I’m bound and determined not to go there yet, and besides…this is hot as fuck and completely satisfying to me.

She moves faster and faster, making tiny cries of yearning into my mouth as we kiss. Then she punches her pelvis down hard onto my thigh, going still for a moment before her entire body starts quaking in silent orgasm. I hear nothing but a soft sigh of pleasure escape her lips and slither over my tongue.

Blue’s body goes limp with satiation in my arms. She lifts her head, our lips parting, and looks down at me with glazed eyes. “Never done that before either.”

I chuckle and press my lips to her briefly once more. I pull my hand out of the back of her pants and roll her body off me. She flops to her back and looks like a wet noodle lying on her couch as I stand up and hover over her a minute. Her cheeks are flushed rosy and I can see her nipples are pebbled hard, even through her sports bra.

Placing a hand on the couch cushion, I lower myself to her and brush my lips across her forehead. “Get a good night’s sleep.”

“You’re leaving?” she asks, confusion coating her expression.

“Yes,” is all I say.

Her eyes slide down my body to my cock which is thick and long under my pirate pants. “But—”

“I’ll be taking a shower when I get home. Don’t worry about me.”

The corners of Blue’s mouth curve up in a smile of amusement as well as respect. She tucks her hands behind her head as I straighten up.

“I’ll call you tomorrow,” I tell her as I back away from the couch.

“I had a great time tonight, Erik,” she tells me, and I can hear in her voice that it still surprises her.

Doesn’t surprise me, though.

“I did too,” I reply as I reach for her door.

More than a great time, I think to myself. Perhaps the best I can actually remember.

It’s in this moment that I’m pretty sure I’m a goner for Blue.Chapter 11ErikThere is no doubt I’ve got a problem. I can’t seem to keep my eyes off Blue as she works and I’m taking a lot of ribbing from the guys.

“For fuck’s sake, Erik,” Dax growls at me from across the table. “Pay attention to your cards.”

My eyes slide from Blue, who is currently serving Coach Perron a cup of coffee, to the cards in my hand. I pull out an eight of hearts and six of clubs, placing them facedown on the table. Dax deals me two cards to replace them. I pick them up, barely give a glance at the jack of spades and three of hearts that I gained, before I turn my attention back to Blue.

She bustles around the rear cabin of the team plane, picking up empty glasses and ensuring that everyone is taken care of. The uniforms the flight attendants are wearing today are stylish and chic. Navy blue dresses that are well fit but not overly tight. Very simple, except for the classic scarf in team colors they wear at their neck. I’ve watched Blue tug at hers at least ten times since the plane took off for Houston.

To my dismay, Blue disappears from my sight into the back galley to unload her tray of empty glasses.

I haven’t seen her since the night of the Halloween party. That was just night before last, although it seems like forever, and that must be my reason for not being able to keep my eyes off her. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the way she got herself off on my leg as we kissed.