Head Games by Cassandra Carr Page B

chosen to wear and smoothed down her hair. Underneath her outfit she wore a red, lacy bra and panty set. Her outfit was completed by a pair of black thigh highs and her favorite black knee-length boots.
    When there was fifteen minutes left in the game, she climbed into the cab she’d called and headed toward the arena. She had the cabbie drop her off at the rear of the arena, near where the players exited and joined a small crowd of fans who had already gathered. She knew the guys would have to talk to the media and shower before they could leave, but she hadn’t wanted to take the chance of missing them by showing up later. She was thankful she’d grabbed her long coat and some warm fleece gloves when the wind whipped off Lake Erie and right down the street that ran in the back of the arena.
    The door opened and a few players sauntered out, stopping briefly to sign autographs for the fans before continuing on to their cars. Her heart skipped a beat when Leo and Scott walked out together a short time later. At first they didn’t see her as they, too, stopped to speak with the fans. Then Leo looked up and jabbed Scott in the ribs, and she sent them a tentative smile. They fought through the crowd and made their way toward her.
    She twisted her hands in front of her, not remembering ever being this nervous. “Hi.”
    “What are you doing here?” Scott asked, tilting his head and studying her face.
    “I wanted to talk to you.”
    “Let’s go,” Leo replied, taking her elbow to steer her toward his Range Rover. She climbed into the backseat, and Scott hopped in behind her. Leo carefully pulled out of the parking lot as fans milled around them, and Scott turned to her, reaching a hand up to stroke her cheek.
    “Why did you come here tonight, baby?”
    “To tell you—to tell you both that I’m in love with you, too.”
    Relief washed over his features, and he gave her a dazzling smile. “Please let me kiss you. I need you so much.”
    Kelly nodded, and he swooped in, licking at her lips until she opened for him, and then dove in to explore the recesses of her mouth like a starving man. Her arms wound around his neck and pulled him closer, as he shifted from her mouth to her neck, dropping fiery, openmouthed kisses there and then teased with the tip of his tongue at the delicate shell of her ear.
    Groaning, he pulled her to straddle him, and the car swerved. She scrabbled for purchase and turned toward the front of the car to address Leo. “Are you all right?”
    “Fuck! Yes, I just want to get home.”
    “Soon, honey, just try not to kill us first.”
    Scott’s fingers impatiently pushed her panties aside and plunged into her pussy. She gasped and arched her back, pushing her breasts forward. With his other hand, he pushed up her sweater and then pulled the cup of her bra down to expose her breast to the cold air. She was thankful for the tinted windows, as she wasn’t sure she could’ve stopped him even if she’d been exposed to others, her need was so great. The nipple hardened, and he closed his teeth over it, humming as he took more of her breast into the warm recesses of his mouth. He pumped furiously into her pussy with two fingers, curving them to rub against her G-spot. Leaning back, he took her head in his large hand, letting her sweater fall over her breast again.
    “Look at me.” Her eyes fluttered open. “I want you to come. I’m not getting out of this car until you do. Don’t close your eyes. I want to watch you fly apart for me.”
    Scott had always been the gentler of the two men, and his taking command over her sent a little thrill down her spine. Pushing her sweater out of his way again, he bent his head to tug at her nipple again before closing his thumb and forefinger over it to pinch and twist at the sensitive tip. The fingers of his other hand continued to work her. “Fuck! I wish I had a damn condom. I want to be inside this hot little pussy like you can’t believe. Come for me,