Chapter 7

CHAPTER SEVEN

DANE

Bloody fucking hell.

The woman was a sorceress. She fucking had to be. I hadn’t even known her for more than a handful of minutes before I was buried balls deep inside her tight, wet heat.

It wasn’t the fast jump to sex that was so shocking. It was the fact that I was fairly certain I was going to spend the rest of my life with this woman that had me silent as a fucking mime.

The sounds of her soft breathing were so goddamn cute, I grinned as I wrapped her in my arms, content to just stay right there all afternoon. But I must have dozed off too, because the next thing I knew, the heavy pounding of trainer clad stomping up the small porch to my cabin door had me jumping awake.

“Hey Coach, the fellas and I were—whoa, lucky cunt ,” Tank muttered.

A chorus of ohs and curses and other such fuckery rose inside the room and my poor little Caro Darlin’ squeaked and ducked as much of her as she could under the throw blanket.

“GET THE BOLLOCKS OUT OF HERE!” I roared, tucking her under my own bulk to try to keep her out of view.

Three minutes later we were alone again, and I could hear the men hoofing it all the way across the fucking campground talking way too fucking loud about this here.

“Oh my God!” Carolina moaned.

She had her hands over her eyes, undoubtedly trying to shut me and this whole situation out. But I wasn’t about to let that happen.

“Look at me, Caro Darlin’. Come on, drop those hands,” I instructed, using my best coach voice.

She did, and I wanted to clap at the tiny victory, but I refrained. Barely.

“I know a lot has happened in just a little while. And I know you’ve got some big thoughts going on in that pretty little head of yours. But know this while you’re considering how to proceed,” I said, going for broke. “Something about you calls to me, woman. I think this might be one of those once in a lifetime moments. I’d love to take time to woo you properly, get you to trust I mean business, but I can see it on your face that you’re about to run. Tell me you’re not,” I challenged her.

“Dane, look, this was a mistake. I mean, we don’t know each other?—”

“I know what you taste like when you’re coming on my mouth. I know the sounds you make. Every whimper and moan. Fuck, Caro, I know how your pussy feels when it’s squeezing my cock, begging me to fuck you deeper, harder. Don’t say we don’t know each other, because I know you, Caro Mine. And you know me too,” I rumbled.

“Good sex does not make a relationship,” she sputtered, shaking her head.

“This wasn’t good sex. This was fucking phenomenal sex, and you know it. Come on, what are you scared of?” I asked, and really, I wanted to know.

She huffed out a breath, squaring her shoulders even as she hid her sweet body from me with that tiny blanket.

“Okay, you’re right. I’m scared. Scared of being hurt, of being used, of being seen as just another stupid woman who fucked somebody on the job?—”

“Hey, don’t talk about yourself like that,” I said.

“Before I started working for Mr. Knight, I worked for a tech firm in New York. The owner was this really smart hipster kind of guy, about fifteen years older than me, but nice looking and attentive. I had an affair with him,” she confessed, and my whole body tensed.

“Don’t tell me you’re in love with this guy?—”

“Love? Oh God, no! He was a total piece of shit. He was married and used me to cheat. I was publicly shamed and forced to leave my job, and it was awful.”

“Fuck, Carolina, I am so sorry that happened to you. But what does that have to do with us?”

She inhaled, motioning between us.

“It’s just, you work for Mr. Knight, too. If this gets out, we could be fired. Or worse. People will think I slept with you because I was trying to get noticed in the company or something.”

My heart squeezed, and I wondered if she even knew what she just admitted.

“Okay, I understand the problem, and I’ve got a solution.”

“What solution?”

“Go out with me, steady like.”

“Are you serious? What are you talking about?” she asked, her face adorably scrunched up in confusion.

“Dating. You and me. We agree to see each other exclusively,” I said, grabbing her by the waist and dragging her across my lap.

She dropped the blanket, wrapping her legs around me as she nuzzled my nose. Her lips parted. The feel of her hot sex sliding up and down my shaft was too enticing to ignore.

“You’re crazy,” she murmured.

“About you,” I growled, nipping her lip between my teeth.

She flexed her hips, rubbing herself on me. Coating me in her juices and I kissed her mouth. My lips were hard and relentless, seeking absolution only she could give.

“Oh God, Dane. That feels so good,” she moaned as I slid my dick along her slit, rubbing myself on her needy little clit.

“You can’t deny this is good, eh? You and me. Like magic,” I whispered.

“Please,” she begged, but I stayed her with my hands on her hips.

“Say yes, Caro Darlin’. Say you’ll do it. You’ll go out with me,” I said, sliding my hand between us and pressing two digits into her ready sheath.

“You don’t mean it.”

“I mean it, Carolina. Fuck, you’re so wet,” I groaned, her need soaking my skin, making me pant with lust.

“This is madness. You’ll get tired of me.”

“Never. I promise.”

“How can you be sure?” she whimpered as I dragged my fingers in and out of her torturously slow, using my thumb to rub small circles around her needy little nubbin.

“Because I believe everything happens for a reason. I thought God hated me, making me come to America to coach a sport I thought had given up on me. But I see the truth now. When they told me I was going to Carolina, they didn’t mean Consequence. They meant to you. My Carolina.”

Her eyes glittered with unshed tears, and I had a split second of real fear when I thought she’d deny me, deny us. But then she smiled. And the whole fucking world tilted on its axis.

“Okay. You’re right. I can’t deny this.”

“Are you saying yes?”

“Yes. I am saying yes,” she said, plastering her mouth to mine.

Carolina reached behind me for a condom, tearing the package open and sliding it on my cock. Never breaking our kiss, she put it on, then used my chest to lean on as she raised herself up and placed me at her entrance.

“So fucking perfect,” I groaned as she took me inside her hot curvy body, making me a part of her.