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“Tempests fuckingstrong, baby!”

I never knew that I could drop into a place where I caredlessabout going pro, and somehow play better than I’d ever played in my life.

Locked in.

Knowing that on the other side of this game, I had something perfect waiting for me.

Win or lose.

CHAPTER 20

GRAY

Andrew decided Homecoming night was the time he was going to start torturing me.

His hand was on my waistband the moment I cut the car engine in the Hard Spot parking lot.

“Take it out.”

His eyes were calm, but definitive. We had parked in the far corner of the lot, with the front of my car facing toward a brick exterior wall.

I reached out and squeezed his thigh. “The guys are waiting for us inside.”

“I know. Now take your cock out.”

I had to admit I’d liked Andrew Peachel for a while now, butgoddamn,I only liked him more with every passing moment.

He squeezed my bulge through the denim, and I glanced through the car windows around the parking lot again.

The Homecoming game had ended with Andrew giving a tour de force performance, and he’d stayed at the field for a long time afterward, chatting with fans and taking pictures. The Tempests were meeting up at the Hard Spot now, but Andrew didn’t seem to have any intention of going inside yet.

“You need my dick that bad, don’t you?” I murmured.

But I was bluffing.

He apparently wasn’t.

The moment his hand landed on my button and zipper, I was already getting hard.

“You scared?” he teased me.

I took off my seatbelt, leaning back in the driver’s seat.

I’ll call that bluff anytime.

“Not scared. I don’t give a fuck if we’re in a parking lot or in the middle of the damn bar with everyone staring at us. I like you allneedylike this, Peach.”

“I’m more than needy.”

I’d come to love that gleam in his eyes.

Andrew had always been flirty, but after a good game, he was unstoppable.

He undid my pants and shoved them down just far enough to take my cock out. The moment it bobbed free he dipped down, taking it deep into his throat.

“Fuck, I’m lucky,” I uttered.

He sucked it hard, popping the tip between his lips a few times and making me shudder. He didn’t go slow. It was like he was trying to win a record for making me come faster than ever.