Scoring the Doctor (London Soccer Girls Book 2) by Sasha Lace

Author:Sasha Lace [Lace, Sasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BSI Publishing
Published: 2023-09-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Skylar

Back home, I ran myself the hottest, deepest bath. My muscles loosened as I sank into delicious soapy bath water. The scent of black pepper bubble bath filled my nose. My mind drifted to Reece Forster. The memory of his cool, calm voice crackled over my skin like electricity. I couldn’t stop thinking about the delicious sensation of when he’d hoisted me up against the wall so masterfully.

I let my hands glide through the suds and over my hips and waist. Reece Forster with his geeky glasses and crisp white shirt had driven me wild. A couple of weeks ago I hadn’t known him, and now every second was consumed by thoughts of him. I wouldn’t get out of this bath until I’d made myself come. Even if the water was stone cold and I turned into a prune, I’d get the job done.

I closed my eyes and let my mind drift. I didn’t have much to draw on with Sean. He was rough. Most of the time it had been a relief when it was over. I let my mind fill with Reece Forster: his handsome face, those full, sensual lips, his broad shoulders in his crisp white shirt, the tortured noises he’d made when he’d moved inside me. I let my fingers drift low between my thighs, rubbing and circling in a slippery massage.

Pleasure built as my fingers worked. I fondled my soapy nipple, imagining it was Reece Forster touching me. A little shiver of pleasure went through me. The hot throb between my thighs became a desperate ache. My breath came in sharp pants. The water swished in the bath as I moved my fingers around the bundle of nerves between my thighs, experimenting. All that mattered was Reece Forster and all the ways I wanted him to make me feel good.

I submerged myself to my chin in the hot, silky water. My breath quickened. Hot, tight tension curled like a snake in my lower belly, ready to unleash—

A noise downstairs made me jump. The slam of the front door. What the fuck? Shock held me rigid before I mastered my fear, got out of the bath, and wrapped myself in a towel. I tiptoed to the bathroom window and peered out for the source of the noise. Sean’s car sat on the drive. Tinny whirring and crashing filled my ears. My stomach dropped. I pulled on a robe and followed the sound downstairs. Sean’s trainers sat on the entrance mat and his football jacket, still wet from the rain, hung on his peg. Seriously? I hadn’t even bothered to change the locks because I couldn’t imagine he’d have the audacity to show up when I’d told him to leave me alone.

I followed the racket down to the basement gym. Sean stretched out his long, powerful legs on the rowing machine. He wiped sweat from his brow and shot me an affable glance.

“Hey. How are you? I thought I’d get some training in before the match this afternoon.

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