Playing the Game (The Renegades) (Volume 3) (12 page)

“
Everything…” He placed a few
kisses down her torso. “About you…” He placed a few more in the
curve of her waist. “Is beautiful…” Finally he softly kissed down
her hips, placing one single kiss right above her clit.

She sucked in a breath. “I want you.”

“
Beautiful, I want you too.” After
dropping a single kiss onto her lips, he reached into his
nightstand and grabbed a condom. Sitting up, he ripped the package
open with his teeth.

Before he could take out the rubber and cover
himself, Paige took the package out of his hands. Discarding the
foil, she took his hard dick in her hands and stroked it. Her
sliding the condom over his hard-on was the biggest turn on of his
life.
Holy hell, no girl has ever done that before, and fuck it
feels amazing.

His heart raced and he needed to be in her. Now.

Gazing into her eyes, he slid on top of her. His hard
cock throbbed as he pushed at her entrance. Slowly he moved inside
her, his eyes never leaving hers because he wanted to watch her as
they became one. Her blue eyes flared with flecks of green as he
filled her. She felt amazing, the way every inch of her squeezed
him, and yet took him in so perfectly.

His mouth claimed hers as he thrust his cock in and
out. Every moan muffled against his lips made him harder, and he
returned her delight with more of him. His mouth explored along her
jaw, settling into the crook of her neck as he slammed into her
harder and harder. He had been in complete control until now. Now
he just wanted to make love to her. He wanted to explode in her; he
wanted her to feel it. She had driven him completely mad, and now
they were finally one.

Desire spread though him like fire as her pussy
contracted around him; she was ready. Not a moment too soon,
either. Closing his mouth around hers again, he pounded into her,
hard. She moaned and screamed into his mouth, which made him come
that much harder. One last thrust and he stilled as he came into
her. She thrashed under him and rode his cock until she too was
finally spent.

No woman has ever moaned into my mouth before
while I was coming and that was so fucking hot
.

He rolled to her side, and ran his fingertips down
her torso, sliding over her breasts that were damp with
perspiration. She turned her naked body to him, looking him over,
and a smile crept across her face.

He had never felt as complete as he did right now
lying beside to her. Pulling her close, he knew this was the only
place he wanted to be.

His lips grazed her shoulder, and he inhaled her
sweet scent, before taking over her mouth. Bracing her head with
his free hand, he deepened the kiss. She was intoxicating, and he
knew once was not going to be enough. He wanted to roll on top of
her and do it all over again.

“
Give me one minute to clean up,
and I promise I’ll rock your world all over again.”

“
Oh really?” A grin pulled at her
lips as she sat up on one elbow.

Tyler got an idea. “Unless of course you want to join
me in the bathroom and we can clean up together in the shower?” The
thought of water running over her boobs, while he lathered her body
up with soap was almost too much to bear, and definitely too much
to hide.

Her glance went to his already hard cock, now
twitching with anticipation. Her small grin turned into a devilish
smile. She grabbed a hair clip from her purse, and without a word
she followed him into the bathroom.

He disposed of the used condom, and dropped a new one
on the counter, then he watched her clip her hair up off her
shoulders and step into the shower. Her perfect body was
silhouetted against the porcelain backdrop. She turned on the water
as he stepped into the shower, his body sliding against hers. His
hard-on grazed her soft center.

This wasn’t his usual hook up, but Paige wasn’t just
any girl. She was a woman, a sexy as fuck woman. A bring her home
to mom woman. A woman a man would want in his bed every night.
Possibly for the rest of his life…

CHAPTER 12

Paige watched Tyler’s muscles ripple as the water ran
off of his sculpted body.
Am I really here in his shower? Did I
really just have the most amazing sex with Tyler Kidd?
Being
here with him seemed like a dream sequence. The alcohol had long
since left her body and she was in control of her actions, every
last one of them. The things he’d done with his mouth were beyond
amazing, and every fiber of her wanted more.

Pulling her close, he ran his warm lips down her
shoulder. His mouth against her skin sent shockwaves through her
body and made her lady parts tingle with desire.

Tyler poured liquid soap in to his hands and rubbed
them together, causing bubbles to form. Anticipation grew in her as
she watched his hands, wanting them on her. She didn’t have to wait
long before he lathered her shoulders and breasts. His fingers
slipped up and down her body, caressing while he soaped her.

His hands were amazing, large and strong. She wanted
nothing more than to feel them all over her. They had a rough
exterior but a gentle touch, just like him.

His hands traveled to her ass, soaping it up in the
process before pulling her to him. His hard-on pushed between her
legs. He grabbed the shower head and rinsed her off, the warm water
refreshing as it washed over her skin.

Tyler was one gorgeous man, with his hazel eyes and
his wavy hair, and those perfect muscles. She ran her hand down his
chest, stopping to outline every ripple with utter fascination.
Being this close to him made her heart beat out of control,
pounding in her ears. His erection waited between her legs,
throbbing to get inside. She didn’t want to wait any longer; the
weight of his large body pressed against hers heightened her
craving for him.

Running her hand along his stiff erection, she had no
doubt he was ready too.

“
Like what you see?” A smirk slid
across his lips.

“
Obviously.”

“
Do you think you might like it
even better once I have you pressed up against the bathroom wall?”
His lips grazed her jawline, as his whisper tickled her
ear.

All she could do was nod; it was as if he had the
power to take away her ability to speak. With that voice whispering
in her ear and this body pressed against her, she just might agree
to anything. What hot-blooded woman wouldn’t? It’d been a long time
since anyone had swept her off her feet like this.

The sound of Tyler ripping the foil package jolted
her out of her thoughts, and her attention was drawn to his large
erection being handled and covered. When her eyes met his, she
could tell he’d been watching her. He’d seen her hungry gaze as
he’d put on the condom, and by the grin on his face, he liked
it.

“
I—”

But before she could speak, his lips took over hers,
and the force of his body had her back against the cool tile of the
shower wall. His hard muscular lines against her were almost enough
to make her orgasm on their own. The water hit his back and dripped
down his body. His tongue tangled with hers, his mouth warm and
welcoming. Tyler hiked her up onto his hips, bracing her back
against the wall. Slowly he pushed into her, and a moan formed in
her throat as he filled her completely. Her body took him,
stretched around him and let him fit just perfectly. Thrills ran up
her spine as he pushed in and out of her, causing her to cry out
every time he filled her again.

She pulled away from his lips and rested her forehead
against his, looking into his eyes as he thrust into her. Clinging
to his shoulders, her fingers fondled his muscles as they rippled
with each movement. His shoulders were strong and broad, and sexy
as hell.

Tyler slowed and just when she looked at him
wondering why, he sped back up and slammed into her over and over
until she couldn’t take any more.

“
Tyler, oh my God, I’m going to…”
She whined.

His mouth crashed into hers and he kissed her hard
until she came undone in his arms. She rode him trying to feel
every last sensation, until she felt him still and come hard inside
her.

He set her back on her feet, and she took a moment to
catch her breath. When he threw away the condom, she grabbed the
body wash because now it was his turn. She lathered him up,
starting with his chest, making sure to get every muscle, taking
extra care to massage his chest more than anything. She ran her
soapy hands over his shoulders and back, then down his ass.
What
a nice butt.
She lingered a bit there too, but he didn’t seem
to mind.

Taking more soap in her hands, she lathered up his
front, taking extra care to clean every part. His erection was no
longer there, but he was still firmer than she thought he’d be.
Taking him in her hands she soaped him up, and caressed him
gently.

“
He might finally be spent,” Tyler
said, but as soon as the words left his mouth his dick twitched in
her hands. “Maybe.”

She grabbed the shower head, her turn to rinse him.
Carefully and lazily she rinsed him from head to toe, letting the
water trickle down his body. His shaggy hair was damp, and he
pushed it back out of his eyes.

After rinsing him off completely, he took the shower
head and placed it back in its cradle. After turning the water off
he reached for two towels. He wrapped a towel around his hips, then
helped her out of the shower and patted the water off of her back
and shoulders. It was an odd sensation, having someone dry her off,
but it was also sensual. He dropped kisses on her shoulder as he
towel dried her. Unclipping her hair, he let her locks fall to her
shoulders. Then she watched as he towel dried his hair and patted
down his own body.

“
You’re beautiful,” he whispered in
her ear, then took her hand and led her back to bed.

She crawled into his large, comfy bed. It had to be a
King size because there was room for maybe three more people. When
Tyler turned to face her, she pushed his damp hair out of his face
and ran her finger over his stubble. There was no doubt this man
was sexy. But she had seen such a side to him tonight, something
she wasn’t expecting. After that throw down in the bar she’d
thought he was immature and incorrigible. But now he had her
wondering if any of that was real.

He pulled her close and snuggled around her. The
scent of soap tickled her nose. She couldn’t even remember the last
time she’d fallen asleep in someone’s bed. Her thoughts started to
drift as a yawn escaped her. Her breathing slowed until she finally
drifted off to sleep.

****

Startled, Paige sat straight up, waking up from a
dead sleep.
Oh my God, my head is killing me. Wait
… She
looked around the strange, dark room.
Where am I
? She
remembered going to the bar alone last night, finding Tyler there.
Slowly she started to recall the events of the evening.
After
some bickering I drank. A lot. Then, oh no
….

What have I done?

Looking over at the quietly snoring lump beside
her—it was Tyler. Every image of their night together flooded her
memory. Heat surged through her body. She pushed the sheet down
until cool air hit her shoulder.
Don’t tell me I’m—
she
looked down—
yep, naked
.

Oh my God
. That moment in the bar when he’d
kissed her was burned into her brain. Hot and sexy and filled with
pure lust, it was everything she’d imagined and everything she
didn’t need right now. For such a muscular and tough guy, he’d been
so gentle and caring, and had rocked her world more than she
could’ve ever imagined.

It was wrong, but oh, she’d never wanted anything
more than she’d wanted him. At that moment, nothing else had
mattered.

Her mind traveled to the shower, his warm, hard body
pressed against hers as water pounded against their skin. She’d
never been so satisfied in her life. The way the cool tile felt
against her back, while his hot body pushed into her. Holy hell, it
was the most amazing thing she ever experienced… and it could never
happen again.

Her heart was heavy as she silently searched the dark
room for her clothes and purse, tripping over whatever was lying on
the floor before escaping to the front porch. It was still chilly
out for April, but in Pittsburgh the weather was wacky like that.
It could be seventy degrees in spring and then snow the next day.
Like now. She was warm earlier, but freezing now. The cement was
cold under her bare feet as she made her way to the driveway. She
had to get out of here before he woke up. With any luck he’d been
too drunk to remember what happened.

Then it dawned on her. She’d left her car at the bar.
Paige let out a heavy sigh. There was no way she was walking to the
bar in the middle of the night. She could call a cab, but the
thought of being in a cab at this hour by herself made her nervous.
She only had one choice.

She pulled out her cell phone and dialed Rylee.

“
Paige?” A groggy Rylee answered
the phone, her voice sleepy and raspy.

“
Ry, I’m so sorry to wake you. I
have a
situation
. I need you to come pick me up.”

“
Where are you?” Rylee asked, this
time sounding more awake.

“
Seventeen seventy-one Oakbridge
Drive. I’ll be waiting for you in the driveway… and try to be
quiet.”

“
All right, that’s not too far
away. I’ll be there in a few minutes. Do I even want to know who
lives there?”

“
Rylee, please.”

“
Okay, okay. I’m on my way. Don’t
mind my pj’s.”