Chapters (123)
- DELAY OF GAME
- Copyright
- Dedication
- PRE-GAME
- PRE-GAME
- FIRST QUARTER
- FIRST QUARTER
- 1. Blaire
- Blaire
- 2. Axel
- Axel
- 3. Blaire
- Blaire
- 4. Axel
- Axel
- 5. Blaire
- Blaire
- 6. Axel
- Axel
- 7. Blaire
- Blaire
- 8. Blaire
- Blaire
- 9. Axel
- Axel
- 10. Blaire
- Blaire
- 11. Axel
- Axel
- 12. Blaire
- Blaire
- SECOND QUARTER
- SECOND QUARTER
- 13. Axel
- Axel
- 14. Blaire
- Blaire
- 15. Axel
- Axel
- 16. Blaire
- Blaire
- 17. Blaire
- Blaire
- 18. Blaire
- Blaire
- 19. Blaire
- Blaire
- 20. Blaire
- Blaire
- 21. Blaire
- Blaire
- 22. Axel
- Axel
- 23. Blaire
- Blaire
- 24. Axel
- Axel
- 25. Axel
- Axel
- 26. Blaire
- Blaire
- 27. Blaire
- Blaire
- 28. Axel
- Axel
- 29. Blaire
- Blaire
- THIRD QUARTER
- THIRD QUARTER
- 30. Blaire
- Blaire
- 31. Axel
- Axel
- 32. Blaire
- Blaire
- 33. Axel
- Axel
- 34. Blaire
- Blaire
- 35. Blaire
- Blaire
- 36. Blaire
- Blaire
- 37. Blaire
- Blaire
- 38. Axel
- Axel
- 39. Blaire
- Blaire
- FOURTH QUARTER
- FOURTH QUARTER
- 40. Blaire
- Blaire
- 41. Blaire
- Blaire
- 42. Blaire
- Blaire
- 43. Axel
- Axel
- 44. Axel
- Axel
- 45. Blaire
- Blaire
- 46. Blaire
- Blaire
- 47. Axel
- Axel
- 48. Blaire
- Blaire
- 49. Axel
- Axel
- 50. Axel
- Axel
- 51. Blaire
- Blaire
- 52. Blaire
- Blaire
- POST-GAME WRAP-UP
- POST-GAME WRAP-UP
- Afterword
- Acknowledgments
- About Author
- Also By Jade
“I’ve got you, baby. Always.” He gripped my waist firmly, holding my body close to his as I wrapped my arms around his neck. We weren’t very good dancers, but we were very good at holding each other. Axel’s eyes were brimming with love as he looked down at me, and I knew that we could get through anything. As long as we were together.
“You’re awfully romantic tonight,” I said as Ax rubbed his nose against mine.
“I’m hoping I’ll get lucky later,” he said in his low, teasing tone.
“Nope, it’s cuz you love me, Mr. Sexy Pants.”
“Maybe a little bit.” He lowered his mouth to mine, our tongues darting playfully as we swayed. A sharp breeze threatened to lift my skirt, and Axel moved his hands to my butt to hold my dress down.
Someone yelled, “Get a room,” and we both laughed as we held each other close.
“That’s not a bad idea,” Axel said against my cheek. “Maybe I should let everyone know that I have your panties in my pocket, and I just have my hands on your butt because I’m trying to protect your bare-assed virtue.”
“I’m hoping you’ll do more than that to my virtue in a little while, but I have to tell you something first. I had an appointment after work today.”
He pulled back a couple of inches, searching my face. “Are you sick, baby?”
“Not that kind of appointment. I went to the aesthetician.” He frowned his confusion, and I whispered, “I got a Brazilian wax.”
He reached down to adjust himself in his pants. “Fuck. I’m going to have to get this suit dry cleaned now. My dick is leaking like a motherfucker.” He released me and grabbed my hand, leading me toward the door as several tables clapped. I waved in acknowledgment before we went inside the hotel. Yep, I’m about to get laid, fuckers! Axel’s body was thrumming with need as we stood beside each other in the elevator.
He led me to our door and pushed me up against it, shielding my body from view with his own. “Let me feel,” he growled, running his fingers up my thighs to my silky-smooth sex. “Jesus, Blaire. I need to get you the fuck inside the room before I do something to get us kicked out of this hotel.”
He managed to get the door unlocked and pull me into the room before pushing me roughly against the door. Oh, hell yes! Ax fisted my hair and took my lips in a bruising kiss as his other hand found my pussy. His fingers swept over my smooth sex, his middle one brushing my clit on each pass. “Fuck, Blaire. Oh, fuck. This is so damned hot.”