Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 115577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 578(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115577 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 578(@200wpm)___ 462(@250wpm)___ 385(@300wpm)
They were still laughing as I shoved past them. “I bet you do,” Leo said, waving his fingers. “Bye, Romeo! Love you!”
“Hey, if you miss the bus, I’m not explaining your ass to Coach,” Kyle shot. “Unless you need me to cover for you? For something? You need only say it.”
Without looking back, I lifted a hand and flipped him off.
“Love you, too!” he yelled at my back.
My heart was racing, all the razzing from the guys parked right where I’d left them standing. All I could think about now was getting to Emily.
Even as I walked quickly through the guts of the stadium to find her, my body was humming with a warning.
Don’t be stupid.
Don’t do anything that could jeopardize your contract.
But where that voice had been a loud scream at the start of the season, it was a low whisper now, so quiet I could ignore it.
And I did.
I found the stairwell she’d texted me about, and I pushed through the door after a quick glance in each direction to make sure no one was paying attention.
The door thudded shut behind me, and I found Emily halfway down the landing between floors, one shoulder against the concrete wall.
Jesus, she was stunning.
She had one leg bent, boot propped against the step behind her, that black wrist brace strapped on like it belonged with the rest of her outfit instead of in a doctor’s office. Her hair was loose around her shoulders, makeup still game-day perfect, mouth painted in that shade that always made me want to make bad decisions.
She smiled when she saw me, slow and satisfied.
Like she knew exactly what she’d done to me with one text.
I flew down the steps to her, and as soon as I was close enough, her hand shot out and grabbed me by the hoodie, hauling me right into that sweet, full mouth I’d become obsessed with.
I groaned at the contact, catching Emily in my arms and meeting her urgency as I backed her into the wall. She scrambled up into my arms, hooking her legs around me and already reaching between us to rub against my cock.
“Fuck,” I cursed against her lips, shaking my head even as I was dropping her to the ground so I could help her get my dick free. “This is dangerous, Em.”
“It’s on the list,” she panted, tugging at the hem of my sweats. They came down easily, my hands working with hers to shove them to the middle of my thighs along with my briefs. She spit on her palm and took my cock in her hand as soon as it was free, making me see stars when I thrust into her slick grip.
“What, getting me fired?” I managed on a groan.
“Fucking in public.”
“They’re loading the busses,” I argued, though it was futile, my hips flexing into her touch. My body was moving without my permission, one hand braced against the wall next to her head as I slid the other between her knees.
She opened for me, letting me drag that touch up, and I muffled a curse when I found her bare and wet beneath her skirt.
“Then you better be quick,” she said.
It was all the warning I got before she whipped around, tugging her skirt up to expose her beautiful, perfect ass. I bit my lip at the sight of the smooth swells, running a hand over one before I gave her a playful smack.
“Hurry,” she urged.
My body was so spent from the game, every muscle sore, all my adrenaline used up — and yet I fired right back to life at her demand.
I fisted my cock and pressed it against her entrance, hiking her hips up to give me better access before I slid all the way in.
We both fought against the urge to groan, Emily’s nails biting into my forearm as she used her brace-covered arm to hold herself steady against the wall. When she winced, I slowed, maneuvering her so she could press her whole body to the wall and let her arm rest.
“Such a gentleman,” she teased, and then she looked over her shoulder, seeking my mouth until I answered her silent plea and kissed her hard. “Now fuck me like you’re not one.”
I wanted to groan. I wanted to scream. I wanted to fuck her so loud everyone in the goddamn stadium knew she was mine. Instead, I flexed deep and hard, hand around her throat and the other at her hips holding her steady as I pounded into her.
It was almost hotter than when we were loud, the restrained breaths and little whimpers of sighs she was letting loose. I reached around and down for her clit, hiking her thigh up just enough to give me the access I needed. Then I slowed my pace, digging deep and circling her clit in the way I’d discovered made her fall apart.