Devon Drake, Cornerback by Jean C. Joachim

Author:Jean C. Joachim
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, womens fiction, contemporary romance, sports romance, spicy romance, football romance
Publisher: Jean C. Joachim

Hey, Dev,

So sorry about the Super Bowl. Here’s something to make you feel better

until I’m there to do it in person.

Jackie

“Eat whatever you want. Eat it all. I’m done.” She tossed the card on the table and headed for her room.

“Wait, Stormy, wait!” Devon was after her in a heartbeat. He caught up to her before she reached her destination. Grabbing her arm, he twirled her around to face him. “What’s the matter?”

“The card’s the matter.”

“Jackie? I can’t help it if she sent me stuff.”

“It’s not just the stuff, it’s the message. She’s coming back. I’m so out of here.”

“First of all, you can’t desert me. I hired you—”

“Then, I quit.”

“You can’t quit. I have to get in shape, and I need you to help me.”

“I’m sure Jackie can help you, much better than I can.”

“Second of all, I don’t want Jackie. I want you.” He bent down and kissed her.

Stormy struggled, but the soft insistence of his touch and the warmth of his arms winding around her melted her resistance. I don’t love him. I don’t want him. He’s self-indulgent. He’s arrogant. But her heart wasn’t listening. It was singing.

He stepped back. “Come on.” Grasping her hand securely in his, he led her to his bedroom. Once inside, he was kissing her again as he kicked the door shut. After tumbling onto the bed, Devon pinned her elbows down. “Gotta make sure you’re not going to take a swing at me.”

“I’m not. I promise.”

“Like that time you promised when we were playing whiffle ball?” he reminded.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I was only testing the plastic bat.”

“You broke the damn thing over my back.”

“See? It wasn’t a very sturdy bat to begin with.”

He laughed as he peered down at her. The heat of his stare warmed her blood. His ice blue eyes were anything but cold as they zeroed in on her breasts. “Someone is overdressed,” he said, before lowering his mouth to hers.

His hungry kiss lit her fire. He released her and found better things to touch than elbows. Cool air on her chest alerted her to the fact that he had unbuttoned her shirt. The gliding of a warm hand across her skin and onto her soft flesh sparked anticipation.

He lowered his hips, pressing his erection against her belly. Instinctively, she raised her knee, allowing him to nestle between her legs.

“Stormy, baby,” he whispered, his voice husky with passion, his breath hot on her neck.

Need filled her veins. She arched against him, rubbing him through his sweats until she heard him groan. He unhooked her bra in seconds and slipped his hands under it, massaging her.

“You’ve got a great rack.”

“Yeah?”

“For a while, I didn’t think you were gonna grow tits. But then…and now…wow.”

She pushed on his shoulder and sat up. “You what?”

Color rose up his neck and into his face. “Well, you were a little kid.”

“I started to develop—that’s what it’s called, ‘developing’, not growing tits—when I was thirteen.”

“When you were twelve, I never thought you were gonna have any.

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