Escorting the Player (The Escort Collection Book 3) by Leigh James Read Free Book Online Page A

in pure female triumph.
    I thought he hated me. Was it a hate fuck?
    If it was, I might have to try it again. It seriously worked for me.
    My face flamed, and I pulled the sheet up over my head. I was so fucking mortified. Yes, I was an escort. His escort. No, I was neither a virgin nor a prude—I didn't think. But grinding my clit against a guy's shaft and screaming my head off when he made me come so hard I couldn't see straight? A guy I barely knew?
    These things were not exactly my style.
    Neither was letting someone take a body shot from between my boobs, but apparently, all bets had been off last night.
    I'd been hired by Chase Layne for a job, and Elena had made it clear: I was here for the sex as much as anything else. If Chase wanted. But I'd just met the star quarterback yesterday, and he hadn't even seemed to like me. And I was pretty sure that I didn't like him—or it was at least clear to me that I shouldn't. I couldn't. He was so far out of my league, I couldn't even see his stadium from my seat.
    But all of that had clearly changed—or just been drunkenly ignored—after multiple purple shots, margaritas, a body shot, and God knew what else. Maybe if Eric kept Chase and me drunk the entire time I was here, we'd get along just fine.
    But I hadn't slept with him last night because I felt like I had to. It wasn't awkward like my other assignments, where I'd waited, dreading the John's first touch.
    I'd had fun last night. I was drunk and when Chase had pressed all those big muscles against me, it'd made me horny as all hell. I remembered pulling him into my room and ripping his shirt off, gleefully running my hands down his enormous chest, feeling like I'd just opened the best Christmas present ever .
    He rolled his massive body over and threw his arm across my chest. I held my breath, not daring to move. Part of me considered getting up and running. Maybe he wouldn't remember everything that happened.
    Another part of me contemplated staying and playing with his enormous erection, which jutted against my thigh. If I was being honest with myself—which I genuinely tried not to be while on assignment—I really wanted to take another ride on Chase Layne's massive manhood. Just to see if it was as awesome as I remembered. I'd never screamed like that before. The pleasure I'd felt was utterly new to me. My thighs shuddered just thinking about it, which somehow made my head hurt worse.
    Had I retained my sense of humor this morning, I would've laughed. Instead, I pulled the sheet off my face so I could breathe.
    Chase opened one eye and looked at me. "Hey." He sounded vaguely surprised.
    "Morning." I forced myself to smile at him, even though it killed my head.
    He opened his other eye and looked as though he were trying to clear the fog from his brain. "Well…I guess we broke the ice last night."
    I wanted to dive back under the covers. "Um, yep. We sure did."
    He took his arm off me and quickly took his erection back to his side of the bed. He gave me an embarrassed smile. "Sorry about that."
    I felt cold without his body touching mine. "It's okay. You were asleep." It's okay. We fucked each other's brains out last night, remember? Don't worry about a little morning pokey-pokey!
    Again, if I'd been capable, I would've giggled. Instead, I said nothing, and things instantly went back to awkward and miserable between myself and Chase Layne.
    He sat up and gave me a wooden smile. "Well…gotta go hit the gym." He grabbed his underwear from somewhere under the sheets and pulled a T-shirt over his head.
    And then he practically ran out of the room.
    I might be the worst escort ever.

Chapter Eight
    C HASE
    I can't believe I fucked her. I just had to go and fuck her . That had never been the plan. She was for show, not to shove my dick into.
    Of course, my traitorous dick twitched at the thought. It wanted to go shove itself all sorts of places after last night. Avery's pussy, Avery's mouth, between Avery gorgeous,