Shot Taker (King of the Court Book 2) by Piper Lawson

Author:Piper Lawson [Lawson, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781998947058
Published: 2023-06-26T18:30:00+00:00

14

NOVA

“Nova?”

Brooke’s voice from the other room has me blinking open my eyes.

I was in the middle of a wild dream. One where I was flying and falling and aroused all at once. I inhale deeply, my ribs pressing against a hard, warm band of muscle and bone that smells deliciously male.

It was only a dream, except…

There’s a wide, firm chest pressed against my back. The possessive arm around my waist is carved with black lines, bold swirls that look like ropes surrounding not only him but me too.

Clay stayed over.

I wanted to hold him at a distance. It worked, until he carried me into my bedroom and proceeded to strip away every idea I’ve ever had about sex.

It was the closest I’ve ever felt to another human and not only because I’m deliciously sore in places I’ve never been sore before.

The first time was intense enough. But when I woke a few hours later, he was right there ready to go again.

And again.

Now, a hard shape presses against my butt, and I sneak a look over my shoulder.

Oh God. His cock looks every bit as huge today as he felt last night, thick and long and hard.

When he started to sink inside me, I thought it was a mistake. Like he might tear me in half and I would be the stupid girl who thought this was physically possible despite obvious visual clues to the contrary.

I can’t decide if I deserve a medal for taking him or if he deserves one for, I don’t know… just being Clay Wade?!

“Nova!” Brooke calls again. “Are you awake? I need to ask you something important!”

I try to free myself from the arm, but it only bands tighter. Clay mutters against my neck, his monster dick growing more insistent against my ass.

“Let me go, you brute,” I mutter.

“Never.”

My heart skips, and my grip on his arm loosens for a moment.

When I relax, he does too, and I catch him in a moment of weakness and dive out of bed. Tucking a robe from my closet around me, I turn back to see him watching me through dark slits of eyes.

“Morning, Pink.”

Damn if he doesn’t look sexy as hell naked in my bed, like every dream I’ve ever had only better.

“Brooke’s home. Don’t come out until I say so,” I warn.

He flips a palm, noncommittal.

I glare as I let myself out, pulling the door closed behind me.

My roommate is in the kitchen, making eggs.

“What was the question?” My voice comes out raspy. I clear my throat.

“Christmas. The guys are playing Christmas Day, but we always have dinner together after. You should join.”

I bite my lip. “Mari texted me about it yesterday and invited me to spend Christmas with her and Harlan.”

“We’ll do the entire family.” Before I can answer, Brooke’s gaze cuts over my shoulder. “Morning, Clay.”

“Morning.” I turn to find him wearing sweatpants and nothing else.

He looks like some Marvel-movie god, his muscles rippling under the tattoos. He takes up half the living room.

“Great flowers you sent last week,” Brooke offers.

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