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hips, tilting so that her clit rubbed against his pubic bone. “I ’ m going to come.”
“Show me.” He couldn ’ t look away from her. Missing this was like ignoring one of the Seven Wonders of the World. “Show me how beautiful you look when you do it.”
She arched her spine, practically doing a backbend, and flung her arms back so she balanced with her palms on his shins. The move changed the angle, letting his cock rub against the sensitive nerves just inside her entrance with each forward and retreat. Wanting to drive her even further down the path, he reached lower and circled her clit with his thumb. She tightened around him and he nearly lost it. Holding on to every last bit of self-control he had, he forced himself to ease back from the edge.
Her legs began to shake and he grabbed her ass, rocking her hard against him until her nails dug into his skin and she screamed out his name. Only then did he let himself go, lifting his hips off the bed and driving into her as deep as he could possible. Three fast, hard strokes and his balls tightened. The vibrations built in the base of his spine and he made one final thrust before coming with enough intensity to temporarily blind him.
She collapsed on top of him, her chest heaving in time with his own, and he wrapped his arms around her as if she were his anchor to reality as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. Mind-breaking sex, yes, but there was more. Wasn ’ t that always the case with her?
“I wasn ’ t lying before,” Angie sighed as her eyes fluttered shut. “You certainly are amazing on and off the field.”
He brushed a kiss against her temple. Her breathing steadied and she drifted off within minutes. But not him.
Off the field.
Getting on that field had taken every bit of fight and determination he had in him—and for good reason. Most high school football players don ’ t get into a Division One college program, and of those who do play college ball, less than two percent went pro. But he ’ d gotten here. He wasn ’ t going anywhere for a good long while, but maybe Manny and Darius were right. Maybe he needed to start thinking about life off the field and making room for other things besides football in his life.
Angie snuggled tighter against him, the sweet smell of her taking his mind places it had never gone before.
Chapter Seven
Angie was sore in the best of ways the next morning. Her inner thighs complained and she ’ d definitely spotted a few finger-size red marks on her ass in her reflection as she stepped into the shower. She closed the glass door, feeling slightly wicked as she watched herself in the mirror just starting to steam over. The hot water sluiced over her skin and she closed her eyes, extending the previous night ’ s go-with-what-feels-good vibe by letting it stream over her, soothing her aches as it reawakened her pleasure zones.
Rubbing the soap between her palms, she couldn ’ t help but regret that she hadn ’ t been able to do the same with Colt ’ s hard cock last night. He ’ d been so intent on driving her until she hit her orgasm limit that she hadn ’ t gotten the chance to repay the favor. But it was more than a little you-do-me, I-do-you, she realized as she soaped up her body, lingering on her breasts, still sensitive from the attention Colt had paid them last night. She craved the taste of his cock on her tongue, the feel of circling his girth with her lips, and the pressure against the back of her throat when she took him in deep. Her soapy hand glided down her belly and farther, her finger tips sinking into her tight curls.
What had that man done to her? He ’ d fucked her silly last night and she still wanted more this morning. She brought her fingers back up to her stomach.
“Don ’ t stop. ”
Angie started and her eyes flew open at the half-groaned plea. Colt leaned against the countertop buck
“Show me.” He couldn ’ t look away from her. Missing this was like ignoring one of the Seven Wonders of the World. “Show me how beautiful you look when you do it.”
She arched her spine, practically doing a backbend, and flung her arms back so she balanced with her palms on his shins. The move changed the angle, letting his cock rub against the sensitive nerves just inside her entrance with each forward and retreat. Wanting to drive her even further down the path, he reached lower and circled her clit with his thumb. She tightened around him and he nearly lost it. Holding on to every last bit of self-control he had, he forced himself to ease back from the edge.
Her legs began to shake and he grabbed her ass, rocking her hard against him until her nails dug into his skin and she screamed out his name. Only then did he let himself go, lifting his hips off the bed and driving into her as deep as he could possible. Three fast, hard strokes and his balls tightened. The vibrations built in the base of his spine and he made one final thrust before coming with enough intensity to temporarily blind him.
She collapsed on top of him, her chest heaving in time with his own, and he wrapped his arms around her as if she were his anchor to reality as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. Mind-breaking sex, yes, but there was more. Wasn ’ t that always the case with her?
“I wasn ’ t lying before,” Angie sighed as her eyes fluttered shut. “You certainly are amazing on and off the field.”
He brushed a kiss against her temple. Her breathing steadied and she drifted off within minutes. But not him.
Off the field.
Getting on that field had taken every bit of fight and determination he had in him—and for good reason. Most high school football players don ’ t get into a Division One college program, and of those who do play college ball, less than two percent went pro. But he ’ d gotten here. He wasn ’ t going anywhere for a good long while, but maybe Manny and Darius were right. Maybe he needed to start thinking about life off the field and making room for other things besides football in his life.
Angie snuggled tighter against him, the sweet smell of her taking his mind places it had never gone before.
Chapter Seven
Angie was sore in the best of ways the next morning. Her inner thighs complained and she ’ d definitely spotted a few finger-size red marks on her ass in her reflection as she stepped into the shower. She closed the glass door, feeling slightly wicked as she watched herself in the mirror just starting to steam over. The hot water sluiced over her skin and she closed her eyes, extending the previous night ’ s go-with-what-feels-good vibe by letting it stream over her, soothing her aches as it reawakened her pleasure zones.
Rubbing the soap between her palms, she couldn ’ t help but regret that she hadn ’ t been able to do the same with Colt ’ s hard cock last night. He ’ d been so intent on driving her until she hit her orgasm limit that she hadn ’ t gotten the chance to repay the favor. But it was more than a little you-do-me, I-do-you, she realized as she soaped up her body, lingering on her breasts, still sensitive from the attention Colt had paid them last night. She craved the taste of his cock on her tongue, the feel of circling his girth with her lips, and the pressure against the back of her throat when she took him in deep. Her soapy hand glided down her belly and farther, her finger tips sinking into her tight curls.
What had that man done to her? He ’ d fucked her silly last night and she still wanted more this morning. She brought her fingers back up to her stomach.
“Don ’ t stop. ”
Angie started and her eyes flew open at the half-groaned plea. Colt leaned against the countertop buck
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