The Rivalry by Nikki Sloane

Author:Nikki Sloane [Sloane, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance, contemporary romance, new adult, romance, humor
Publisher: Shady Creek Publishing
Published: 2017-11-20T18:00:00+00:00

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JAY

I dropped my bag just inside her bedroom, set my beer on a shelf, and kicked the door closed behind me as she turned off the overhead light. A string of white dock lights was draped on the ceiling, and the soft lighting was fucking sexy. The gorgeous blonde in the room had a lot to do with it.

Like last time, it was impossible to keep my hands off her, and she seemed just as desperate as I was. Her hands clawed at my t-shirt, yanking it up over my head. I pulled at her top, trying to tug it down until she pushed my hands out of the way and whipped it up and off.

She wore a basic purple bra with little gold hoops at the straps, and it was the sexiest thing ever. My fingers fumbled to release my belt, but she’d turned into stone. Her gaze was pinned on my chest.

“I’m fine,” I said, when I glanced down and realized what she was looking at. A purple-yellow bruise was still fading from our home opener, just below where my pads sat. A helmet between the numbers could knock the wind clean out of you, and for an opponent playing safety, hopefully the ball too. He hadn’t, though. Ball security was something I’d improved over the last two seasons.

“You sure?” she whispered.

Her concern was sweet, but I wasn’t fragile. “Yeah.” I softened my knees and leaned back against the door, then I threaded a hand in her hair and jerked her toward me. It caused her to fall into my chest, right into my bruise. “See?”

I wasn’t rough, but her blue eyes darkened. They burned, hot for me. I slid my palm down the bare skin of her back and grabbed a handful of her jeans-covered ass. A half-moan, half-whimper came from her lips as I gripped her. Our mouths crashed together. Tongues slashed and stroked.

The wood of the door was cool against my back, and I needed the support. Kissing her was a full contact sport, and I wasn’t sure which play to call next.

A snap decision was made in my head. My hand spanned over her jeans, and I squeezed her ass. “Get these off.”

I pushed her back, and stayed leaning against the door. Did she get it? How I wanted to watch? Once more, my hands went to my belt and worked the leather end free, but I didn’t drop my gaze to my hands.

I watched her. Only her.

Kayla moved slowly. She undid the snap of her jeans and inched the zipper down, then hooked her thumbs in the waist. She barely blinked as she stared at me. One side of her jeans was shimmied down over a hip, then the other, and the way she swayed side to side as she worked them down . . . fuck. All the blood in my body raced to my dick.

She was about to see it, too, because I yanked at my pants and my underwear, pushing them down to bunch at my ankles.

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