Forever Blake (Once Upon a Player Book 3) by Elena Matthews (motivational novels for students .txt) 📕

“Who says one-night stands can’t be a weekend thing?”

She barks out a laugh as she sits up and slides the tray closer to her. “Most guys, but from the moment I met you, I knew you weren’t like most guys.”

She takes hold of the coffee mug and brings it up to her lips, blowing on the steaming liquid before taking a sip.

“You aren’t exactly like most women. I mean, four times is usually my number, but seven times? That’s got to be a record for me.”

“Well, by the looks of it, you could go for an eighth attempt.” She glances down to my crotch area, looking at the tent building in my boxers while biting down on her bacon.

“Oh, I was ready for more this morning, but I decided to let you sleep instead.”

“Wow.” She swallows. “Not only do you make a fine breakfast, but you’re generous, too—in more ways than one.” She winks. “It’s a good thing we decided on the one-night stand, or I could be in some serious trouble. You’re just a heartbreaker, aren’t you?” she asks with a sparkle in her eye as she grabs another piece of bacon.

“I’ve not always been this good with women. You should have seen me during puberty. Acne, eyeglasses, and a teenage mustache. Trust me, the girls were definitely not breaking down my door.”

“If only they could see you now, a Chris Hemsworth.”

“A Chris Hemsworth, huh?” I grin.

“I probably shouldn’t have said that. It’s never good to add to a guy’s already-inflating ego.”

I throw my head back with a laugh. “Too late. You just compared me to the hottest guy in Hollywood. Even I know the dude is all kinds of sexy…so my ego is very much inflating as we speak.”

She snorts and then proceeds to cover her mouth with embarrassment. “Okay, so as my one-night stand, you’re not supposed to know I snort when I laugh.”

I shift closer and brush a stray hair behind her ear. “I think it’s cute, but since we’ve established this is no normal one-night stand, what will it take to convince you to stay another night?”

“Another night?” she asks with surprise.

“Well, I don’t know about you, but we’re awesome at sex, and I can’t say good-bye without fucking you again…or at least a dozen more times.”

“As amazing as that sounds, I have to be at work at five.”

“Quit,” I blurt out, amusement in my eyes.

“I can’t quit my job.” She laughs.

“Well, call in sick. I’ll pay you whatever you would earn tonight,” I say on a whim, kidding. Well, kind of.

Ever tilts her head to the side, narrowing her eyes at me. “That’s called prostitution, and it’s illegal.”

This time, it’s my turn to snort. “I was joking.”

She slides the breakfast tray to the side, climbs to her knees, and crawls toward me.

“How about this?” she begins as she straddles my thighs. My favorite position. “I can’t stay another night, but what if I stay until I have to go home and get ready for my shift?”

With her ass perched on my dick in the most perfect way, my hands rest around her waist while her hands smooth over my biceps before coming to rest on my shoulders.

“I’m definitely game for that, but there’s only one kink in that plan.”

“And what’s that?”

I glance over to the remaining condoms on my side table. “We only have two condoms left.”

Ever throws me a mischievous smile as she leans over to retrieve both condoms. She returns to her position on my lap and holds the condoms in front of me. “Well, we’d better make these last two count.”

I take one out of her hand and push her onto her back with me on top of her. She screeches with delight while I make work of removing my boxers and ripping the condom from the foil. Bringing her in for a kiss, I slip the latex on my already-throbbing dick before guiding myself to her pussy, and I drive into her hard. Her lips fall from mine, a moan rippling up from her chest as I pull out and thrust back into her…over and over again until we’re both exploding. Then, guess what. We do it again because, damn, I can’t get enough of this woman.

After approximately sixteen hours of hot sex with the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on, it’s no surprise I pass the fuck out. I wake sometime later with the afternoon sun shining bright against my naked skin and the view of Ever walking out of my bathroom, her damp hair hanging loose over one shoulder and a towel wrapped around her body.

“Hey,” I croak out, smiling sleepily.

“Hey, sleepyhead.”

I glance over to the clock on my side table and see it’s a little after three thirty.

“I hope you don’t mind that I took a shower while you slept,” she says as I refocus my attention on her.

I shake my head as I sit up, bringing the sheets up to my waist. “Of course not. I mean, I did make you all sweaty, so it’s the least I could offer.”

She lets out a breathless giggle as she whips her towel off, much to my approval. Though my mood dampens slightly when she proceeds to cover herself up with her underwear.

“Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do to persuade you to stay?” I ask.

Ever smiles as she reaches for her discarded shirt. “As much as I wish I could stay, I really have to get to my shift.”

“It was worth a try.” I grin, reciprocating the smile.

I remain silent as I watch her finish changing. Once she’s searched out her shoes from the living room, she returns and saunters over to the bed. She perches on the edge, her fingers beginning to crawl up my abs.

“Thank you for an incredible night. I haven’t had that much fun in a long time.”

“Me neither,” I say, latching on to her