Playing to Win

There were tables set up, places for people to eat and drink overlooking a lovely garden with trees and flowers. Of course no one was out here tonight since there was a game going on. Inside it was raucous. Out here, it was peaceful and quiet. Such a night-and-day difference.
    “This is nice.”
    “It’s still hot outside, which is why no one is out here. Well, that and the game, of course.”
    “Of course. And I see Mick’s team is doing well.”
    “They are. Up by fourteen points at the half.”
    She turned to face him. “And did you lead me out here to give me a score update?”
    He laughed. “No. I wanted you all to myself for a minute or two.”
    “Really? And why is that?”
    He gave a quick glance at the door, then pushed her up against the wall. “For this.”
    His lips met hers and she wound her fingers into his hair. They hadn’t touched tonight and she missed the contact. Now, as his tongue touched hers, her body ignited in passion. Maybe it was because his family was only a few feet away—crowds of people who could walk outside any moment. The thrill of the forbidden, perhaps, or maybe it was because she craved his mouth on hers and his hands on her body, but she swept her hands over his shoulders and down his arms, wishing they were at her place or his so she could have him right now.
    When he pulled away, the half-lidded look of his eyes and the hard breaths he expelled told her he felt the same way.
    “Damn, I wish we were alone right now,” he said as he gripped her hips and pulled her against him. His erection made her clit throb.
    “Me, too.” She lifted her gaze to his. “I want you, Cole.”
    He looked around, then took her hand and led her around the side of the building, casting them in darkness.
    “How about here?” He wound his arm around her and squeezed her butt, drawing her against the hot, hard part of him that made her bite down on her lower lip.
    She knew what he was suggesting, and a couple months ago she’d have never gone for it. Outside, no. A bar filled with peoplejust a short distance away? Not a chance. Anyone could walk outside for some air or a cigarette or to make a phone call.
    But her body pulsed for him, and she trusted him to take care of her.
    She raised up and pressed her lips to his throat. “Yes. Here.”
    Cole didn’t think Savannah would actually go for it. But as soon as she said yes, he popped the button on her jeans and slid his hands inside, dipping his fingers into her moist heat. He kept his focus on her face, watching her eyes widen, her lips part as he found her center and rubbed it with the heel of his hand as he coaxed his fingers into her pussy.
    She reached for his wrist—he thought she was going to be too reserved to do this out here. He should have known better. She held him steady and rocked her pelvis toward his fingers, panting as he thrust deeper.
    She laid her head on his chest while he pumped inside her.
    “Cole. Oh, god, that’s going to make me come.”
    His dick felt as hard as the bricks behind them, and if he didn’t get inside her soon he was going to come, too—right in his goddamn pants. His balls quivered every time she let out one of her sexy little moans and gasps.
    She was whispering to him, clutching his shirt like a lifeline and riding his fingers hard, spilling hot juices over him as she tightened and shuddered. She tilted her head back and he kissed her when she cried out with her climax, absorbing her cries, sliding his tongue in her mouth while she jerked and trembled with the force of her orgasm.
    Damn, that was good. He withdrew his fingers and let her watch as he licked them.
    “I like the way you taste, Peaches. I wish I could pull your jeans down and lick your pussy and make you come again.”
    She shivered against him. “I’d like you to do that to me out here.”
    He liked her wicked little thoughts and wished he could followthrough with them. But they had a limited amount of time and he needed to be inside her. So he jerked her pants down, unzipped his own and grabbed a condom out of his pocket. He put it on and pushed her up against the building, spread her legs as far he could and thrust into her slick heat.
    “Oh,” she said, digging her nails into his arms as her pussy clenched around his shaft. He slid his hand under her shirt, pulling her bra aside to flick her nipple with his fingers.
    “Cole. Yes. Oh, yes.”
    Their coupling was fast and furious. He swept his hand around her butt,