When he calls me mama, and demands my pleasure, I cant resist

A single mom of three boys, I never expected my son’s football injury to spark an undeniable, all-consuming, write his name on the grocery list with hearts around it type of lust.

Late-night hospital talks with Dean McAllister, my son’s ruggedly charming coach, ignite a molten, earth-shattering attraction I can’t ignore. Stolen glances turn to flirty texts, then phone calls, and dates that leave me breathless.

Dean is a cowboy-coach fantasy——blonde, broad-shouldered, and relentless as a pleasure dom. He worships every curve of my imperfect body, demanding my surrender while keeping...

When he calls me mama, and demands my pleasure, I cant resist

A single mom of three boys, I never expected my son’s football injury to spark an undeniable, all-consuming, write his name on the grocery list with hearts around it type of lust.

Late-night hospital talks with Dean McAllister, my son’s ruggedly charming coach, ignite a molten, earth-shattering attraction I can’t ignore. Stolen glances turn to flirty texts, then phone calls, and dates that leave me breathless.

Dean is a cowboy-coach fantasy——blonde, broad-shouldered, and relentless as a pleasure dom. He worships every curve of my imperfect body, demanding my surrender while keeping his own secrets close.

But hes my son’s coach, and all three of my boys look up to him, making us a risky game I’m terrified to lose. Ive been burned before, and with my boys depending on me, I can’t risk heartbreak—not just my own, but theirs, too.

And when my past threatens our future, will Dean prove he’s all in—or are me and my boys like football, his for only a season?