Playing the Player (Sydney Smoke Rugby #3) by Amy Andrews

Author:Amy Andrews [Andrews, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary romance; Brazen; Amy Andrews; Entangled; Rugby; sports; sports romance; sexy; erotic; erotic romance; series; bet; betting; Australia
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Brazen)
Published: 2017-01-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Em wasn’t sure what the time was or how long she’d been asleep when she woke later. She squinted blearily at the clock face on Linc’s watch. The roman numerals were in a highly decorative old-fashioned font, so it took her a few seconds to figure out it was quarter to three.

She levered herself up on her elbow. Linc was sound asleep. His lips, slack in slumber, were something to behold—so damn kissable. And the stubble on his throat was all kinds of tempting.

Those embers stirred and rekindled deep in her belly. Damned if she didn’t want some of all that again.

But she took a moment to just admire him first. There didn’t seem to be any discernible theme to the tattoos that decorated the already gorgeous real estate of his arms. But they flowed and intertwined, fitting beautifully together.

A large sun was emblazoned on his left pectoral, and on his right pectoral, the flowing script she’d wondered about was actually the famous Ecclesiastical verse from the Bible about there being a time for everything. She ran her finger over it lightly, wondering why that? Why that verse? It had to have some meaning to him surely?

But a Bible verse?

He hadn’t struck her as particularly religious, unless she counted the number of times he’d called out to Jesus when he’d been deep inside her.

Her gaze drifted south over smooth acres of skin that led like a golden highway to a place where there was a hell of a lot of sinning to be had. Her eyes trekked slowly down the valley between the two slabs of abdominal muscle, all pillowed and ridged for her pleasure, to the fascinating sling of muscle between his hip bones that formed an equally fascinating V. It funnelled her gaze right down to the jackpot. Like a great big arrow pointing her exactly where she wanted to go.

He’d obviously gotten up at some stage, because the condom was gone and there was a white fluffy towel discarded beside a long tanned thigh. He must have used it to clean up a bit, because his cock looked pristine, nestled in a bed of soft golden hair.

Even in its flaccid state, it was impressive, thick and long, and by no means passive. More like a slumbering giant, roused quickly and wielding a devastating force.

The embers flared to life.

Em knew herself well enough to know, in the cold light of day, there would be some internal recriminations going on. About sleeping with a guy who was another dead end when she’d promised herself she wouldn’t do that again. She knew that for sure. But for now, he was stretched out like he was her own personal playground, and she wanted to ride on his equipment for a bit longer.

They were going to need another condom.

Lucky for her she knew where to find one. Three, to be exact.

He stirred slightly as she eased away from him, rising off the mat and heading for Linc’s locker. The place was a mess, but that was a problem for later.

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