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He grips my hips and gives them a squeeze.

Rolling my hips in circles, spreading my legs wider, I place my hand on his hard, muscular abs, looking down at his cock sheathed in my wetness.

“Fuck, Lo, you’re soaked. Ride me faster.”

And I do. I pick up my pace, rising until he’s almost out of me and coming down hard enough that I feel our bodies slap against each other. I do this until my legs are too weak and my insides are starting to tense again. Then I lay forward, against him, and our tongues dive inside of each other’s mouth as he guides my hips back and forth.

“So fucking good.” He sits up with me still on his cock and moves down to the end of the bed.

He stands, growling into my neck, teeth scraping my skin, sending chills down my spine, all in the same moment as his cock is so deep inside of me that I can barely breathe.

I wrap my legs around him, and he turns and heads to the door.

“I want this in the office—you wrapped around me, back against the wall, coming on my cock like this.”

This filthy … beautiful man.

My back presses against the wall as he moves in and out of me so fast and so hard that I completely lose it. I come so hard I swear it’s dizzying.

“Gonna come,” he groans as he opens the door and walks down the hall, my pussy still spasming around his massive erection.

He comes, I feel him, and …

“Uh-oh.”

“Uh-oh what?” he asks.

“I think … well, I haven’t taken my temp in days and …”

He slides me off him and sets me on my feet, grabs a handful of tissues, and … cleans between my legs?

“You’re not worried?” I ask.

“Nope.”

Just, nope …

“Let’s get you in the bath before it gets cold.”

Chapter19

Division Championship

Kolby

The morning air bites as I step out of Lo’s and settle into Skinner’s ride. He says nothing, and I feel the shift. No music. No small talk. Just silence. Intentional. Dark.

Mentally, physically, emotionally—every part of me shifts into something colder, sharper. The guy who kissed her goodbye an hour ago? He doesn’t walk into stadiums. This one does.

My phone buzzes once. A message.

Coach Cox:

GAME DAY Reminder.

Breakfast window 7:30–8:15.

Tape + treatment after.