Playing Hard: A Bad Boy Sports Romance - Plot & Excerpts
With a little bow on the waistband. Fuck me. I’m so preoccupied with the half-second flash I got of Ava’s little white panties that I’m nowhere near ready when the ball comes sailing toward me. I fumble and drop it, a moment before Reid’s massive body comes slamming into me. “Get your head in the game, Knox!” one of the assistant coaches, Coach Thompson, bellows at me from the sideline. He’s right. My head hasn’t been anywhere near the game all morning. It’s been lodged firmly between Ava Westwood’s perfect, pale thighs. On the tiny flash of the triangle of white fabric that, for one moment, was the only thing between me and her virgin pussy. “You’re slowing things up, Knox,” Coach Thompson shouts at me. “Get off the field and go take a shower. I don’t want to see you back here until you’re ready to practice.” Whatever.
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