Total pages in book: 151
Estimated words: 139803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
I shifted in my seat, painfully aware of the raging hard on I was sporting, and I hadn’t even touched her yet.
Vincent disappeared from beside me. I managed to rip my eyes from the fine-as-hell woman on stage to watch him as he strode into the locker rooms. I quickly looked back at his friend, watching as she dropped to the floor, twerking while bouncing. The crowd was in a fucking uproar. Even my teammates were standing up, shouting at the top of their lungs for her.
She was magnificent.
The song ended, and suddenly, Vincent was up on the stage with her. A sexier hip-hop song came on, and I watched as Vincent quickly yanked her back against the front of his body. She linked her arms behind his neck as she slithered down his body, her body moving sensually against his.
I had to give him pointers, though. He wasn’t looking down at her with lust in his eyes, and his hands were strictly platonic as they moved over her.
I wouldn’t have had the restraint. That shit would have been impossible.
Vincent’s girlfriend, Desiree, was on her feet, shouting for them with a wide grin on her face. She was shaking her pom poms in the air as she bounced on the balls of her feet.
Guess Vincent and his friend were pretty close if Desiree’s jealous ass was okay with him dancing with the girl like he was.
I looked back toward her to see her on her knees on the stage, Vincent standing back so that she could have her moment. With her hands in her hair, she looked over her shoulder, her ass moving to the beat of the song, her body rolling so sensually that I had to adjust my seating position.
She was fucking amazing on that stage.
It was official. I was going to have this woman beneath me, screaming my name, before I graduated.
I wanted her, and I would stop at nothing until I had her.
Their dance ended, and suddenly, a couple more girls jumped on the stage as Vincent jumped down, jogging back to the locker rooms. She quickly kicked off her high tops and pulled on a pair of high-heeled boots that went to her mid-thigh. I swallowed thickly.
I was losing my restraint on my control. I had never come across someone I wanted as much as I wanted her.
I didn’t know how it was possible, but I was even fucking harder for her.
This shit wasn’t normal.
Another song came blasting through the speakers again, and I watched as she began dancing once more. I couldn’t focus on the other girls on the stage even if I wanted.
I only had eyes for her.
She dropped down to the floor in the plank position as the other girls dropped into a squat position, her body moving along the stage before she rolled to her back and slid her hands down her body like a fucking open invitation to feast on her.
“Holy fuck,” I breathed.
“Yeah, she looks like a ballerina, right?” Vincent sarcastically asked me as he sat back down next to me, once again in his football uniform.
“Where the fuck have you been hiding her?” I demanded as I watched the two girls sandwich her between them before she grabbed the hips of the girl in front of her, the girl behind her grabbing her hips before they all bent at the same time, their legs spread. She shook her ass at the same time her eyes locked on mine.
I swallowed thickly, my need for her pulsing through my veins like hot lava. My fingers twitched on my legs as I imagined having her pussy wrapped around me, squeezing my cock.
She didn’t falter in her moves as her gaze stay locked with my heated one, though her cheeks flushed in response. Instead, she only bit her lip before she eventually turned her eyes from mine, finishing off the dance.
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“Fuck, Vince, man, you have to hook me up with your friend,” Joey said as we rushed into the locker room, everyone high off the win tonight. Some of the guys headed straight for the showers.
I barely resisted the urge to snarl. Not a damn person would be putting their fucking hands on her besides me.
“Keep your dick in your pants, Joey,” Vincent told him before I could say something. “She’s not like other girls, and she’s off fucking limits to assholes like you.”
“That dancing she did says otherwise,” Axel spoke up. I scowled as I clenched my fists at my sides. I knew I was having a strange reaction to the guys talking about her. Hell, I never minded sharing women; I had even had threesomes—Axel my main guy I shared with—allowing some of the guys in on the action with the girl I had snagged for the night.