Page 46 of All In: The Price We Pay

“Yeah.” Parker holds me tight. Caresses me. “Can we talk openly? Without blame. I don’t want to let you go.”

What he doesn’t say is probably “not right now.” I have nothing else to offer him but what he already knows. A training and game schedule that wears you down to the bone, and games of hide-and-seek.

With both hands, I run my fingers down his sides to his back, spreading my fingers. The tips touch the curve of his ass.

My breathing quickens, and Parker’s cock, growing hard, presses against my neck. I turn my head and tilt it down slightly. Through the fabric, I inhale Parker’s scent. His smell drives me wild, and I kiss his stomach.

Parker loosens his grip, and we pull apart slightly.

Slowly, I trace the curve of his crotch with my nose. “Can I . . . ?”

He reaches for his waistband and unfastens it. “Yes. Yes, you can.”

Parker pulls out his hard cock, which is throbbing against his stomach.

He holds my chin, and I lift my gaze. Parker stares at me through heavy-lidded eyes. His chest rises and falls heavily. “Give it to me,” I murmur. He takes his cock and guides it to my mouth. He runs the tip along my lips. I lick the salty drop of pleasure from his glans. My fingers dig into his ass. I pull him closer to me and open my mouth.

Slowly, Parker sinks into me, gliding over my tongue. I lick his velvety skin, sucking on his tip. I cautiously look up. Parker continues to watch me. A longing moan escapes his throat. I take his cock deeper into my throat and move along its entire length. I pull back so that it’s barely hanging between my lips and suck it deep into me again.

Parker lets out a hissing sound and strokes my cheek. “Wait. I don’t want to come yet. Can you fuck me?” He stammers the words.

“Yeah, yeah, we can do that,” I mimic his answer from a moment ago. “Let’s go to my bed.” I stand up and undress him. “Do you need anything?” I whisper in his ear.

Parker shakes his head. “I’ll tell you what. I came here with clear intentions and am very much prepared.” He pulls his sweater and T-shirt over his head at the same time.

“You mean I could have gotten my hopes up today after all?”

He smiles. “Let’s be careful with that term for now.” He slips off the last of his clothes and pulls me by the wrist into my bedroom. Parker slides backward onto the bed, and I crawl between his open legs.

He cups my cheeks with his hands and brings our mouths together in a kiss.

Tenderly, he explores me with his lips, nibbles at me, runs his tongue along the corner of my mouth. He’s sweet, playful, and passionate.

Finally, he’s stroking my back. His hands slide under my shirt. Fingers on my skin. With one hand, I pull the top over my head and lie down on top of Parker. He’s warm and soft. His arms wrap tightly around me. It’s like coming home.

I kiss my way down his neck, over his shoulder, and down to his nipples. Parker buries his fingers in my hair. He guides my head as I play with his nipples. I lick them with the full width of my tongue and bite his pectoral muscle.

“Ah,” he moans softly and arches his back.

Immediately, I plant another kiss on the spot where I bit him, sucking on it again until he writhes beneath me.

But even though I want to explore every inch of his body, I can’t stand it any longer. I lift my head, reach out toward him, and seek his mouth. “Kiss me.”

Parker grants my wish immediately.

Hot and passionate, his tongue glides over mine. His lips take hold of my mouth, exploring me. It’s as if he’s connecting us. Maybe I’m imagining it.

His hands slide down my sides, and he tugs at my pants. “That thing has to come off.”

Smiling, I help him and pull them off.

He grabs my ass and tilts his head back. “I’ve missed this butt.”

“Ah, my butt.”

Parker laughs softly. “Don’t take it personally,” he whispers, biting my earlobe.

I lower myself further onto him until our erections rub against each other. Being this close to him clouds my mind. But I don’t want to overwhelm him. Besides, I have to get this right this time. “What do you want to do?”