Hating The Player: An Off-Limits Sports Romance Suspense (Hating Him series Book 3) by Natalie Wrye

Author:Natalie Wrye [Wrye, Natalie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wrye Writing
Published: 2018-02-17T18:30:00+00:00

False Impression

Revenge, the sweetest morsel to the mouth that ever was cooked in hell

- Walter Scott

COLTON

I’ve never done this before.

Wanted. Needed. Craved.

For anything besides football, the Super Bowl, Hall of Fame success. Even revenge…

But never a person. Never a woman. Never a fiery angel—one come to torture me from the sanctity of Heaven and dragging me through Hell in the process.

What was it about her?

When she pushed, I pulled. When she raged, I raged back. She didn’t even know who I was. She didn’t even care. That she wanted me, that she was willing to kiss and touch me and trade barbs with me, despite not having the promise of fame or money or making it with Mr. Big Football Cock made needing her an even sicker torture, and I realized that the only person getting “sweet revenge” on anyone else was me… on myself.

Using my brother’s sister-in-law to get to him was one thing. Lusting after her was another, and I’d far surpassed appropriate two exits ago, the day she climbed in my lap on the plane back to Miami, her apprehensiveness withering away under the command of my mouth, my tongue, my hands.

I’d wanted to fuck her then. Fuck the fear right out of her. Make her understand that there was nothing to shy away from, nowhere to run. Not when I was here.

I’d known fear. Grown up with it. The Bronx streets weren’t kind, my father even less so, and every night I stayed up, praying of a way to get my mother and me out of our Hellhole, when he stopped coming to visit, stopped sending money, stopped giving a fuck.

He had a family to give his fucks to… and we weren’t it.

Seeing the fear in Ana’s eyes—the night of her attack, on the turbulent plane—was like looking into my own past and if I could chase her nightmares away and replace them with pleasure, maybe I could save the naive little boy I’d been.

Right now, in this moment, staring face-to-face, I can see the only thing that Ana fears in this large, luxury suite is me. This. Us. And I want to chase that away too. Make her fight the fear. Take away its fuel and replace it with the one thing in life I learned worked best…

Passion.

And I’ve got enough for both of us. I kiss her, pushing my tongue down onto hers. I feel her moment of hesitation before she does, and as I take the split second to push past her barrier, I realize that it’s already down. She’s kissing me back. And her mouth moves ravenously over my own, sucking and licking at my tongue as I press it all over hers, tasting her sweet mouth, swallowing the tart sweetness of the champagne from her pink lips.

Using my hands to wrap them around her, I grip her waist tightly, digging my fingers into the small dips, needing her body pressed against mine. Her tits are smaller than the silicon-stuffed ones I’ve

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