I gave him a sly smile and slipped my red panties into his hand, closing his fingers over it. “I might have gotten a little impatient.”
He made a tsk tsk noise. “Always losing these.”
“I don’t know what happened,” I said with a dramatic sigh. “It’s like they just take themselves off around you.”
He laughed, and we fumbled and kissed our way into the private suite. We could have stopped once the door was closed and the cameras were gone.
But we didn’t.
This wasn’t for the cameras. It was about doing what we’d wanted to do since we’d first met, before we knew we’d both be on the show, before we’d become competitors. Back when we’d been two hot, horny, single strangers in a bar. Tonight, with the door shut and the show and everything else on the other side, we could go back to that and f
