Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 99313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99313 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 397(@250wpm)___ 331(@300wpm)
Heat leaps in his eyes as they lick over me. “You look hot.” He winks as he jogs backward. “See you after the game.”
He gives me one last wave before being swallowed up by the tunnel.
“That,” Olivia declares, “was the most swoon-worthy thing ever.”
I don’t want to gloat, but she’s right.
It totally was.
And just like that, I fall a little bit harder for Carter.
36
CARTER
“Great game, Prescott!”
“Dude, you owned that field today!”
Hands pat me on the shoulder as I move through the crowd searching for Daisy. She hung around after the game to congratulate me and then took off with Olivia, saying they would meet up with us later.
It amazes me that I went this long without Daisy and now all I want is her by my side.
And her wearing my jersey this afternoon?
Yeah, that was sexy as fuck.
I’m sure she’s changed into something more party-friendly, but I’m fantasizing about seeing her in my jersey and nothing else. Thinking about it gives me a semi.
The plan for this evening is simple. I find her, we hang for an hour or so and make the rounds, then we head back home where I immediately strip her ass naked. Maybe have her throw on that jersey again.
I stop and survey the crowd, but don’t see her blond head anywhere. I’m just about to pull out my cell and track her down when a pair of female hands rove over my chest. My head snaps up, hoping that Daisy has materialized.
No such luck. The smile fades from my face as disappointment sets in.
“Hi, Carter. That was an awesome game this afternoon.”
Vanessa, a girl I know from around campus, gives me a coy smile all the while walking her fingers over my bicep. “And you in particular were,” she pauses, searching for a different adjective, but is apparently unable to come up with one on the fly. “Seriously awesome.”
“Ummm, thanks,” I say.
I know what Vanessa’s looking for.
And it’s not going to happen.
Hopefully she’s catching the vibe I’m putting out there that I’m not interested. I’ve been around long enough to know how this situation is going to play out.
“Don’t you think Carter was awesome today, Cassy?”
Alright…I wasn’t expecting that twist.
I blink as another girl who looks identical to Vanessa wraps herself around my other arm like a python. If the way she’s staring is any indication, she’s hungry and wants to devour me whole. The second chick presses her breasts against my bare arm. I shift at the feel of her stiff nipples poking me through her shirt.
Even though I’ve done nothing to invite their behavior, this whole situation feels wrong. The only nips I’m interested in, belong to someone else.
“So awesome,” she purrs and flutters her lashes.
I’m not going to lie, these girls are gorgeous. They look like blowup dolls with blond hair and pouty lips. Their breasts are so big and firm, they could smother a man within minutes. I hate to admit it, but before Daisy, I would have slipped an arm around each of them and we would have found somewhere private to enjoy ourselves for a couple of hours.
The boner I’ve been sporting just thinking about my girl shrivels as they stroke me in tandem.
Vanessa leans closer. It’s a little disconcerting the way her lips glisten with sparkly pink gloss.
“So,” she flicks a conspiratorial look at Cassy. “We were hoping to congratulate you privately for doing so—”
“Awesome?” I wince as the word slips from my mouth.
Yeah, go on and say it…I’m a dick.
Guess what?
I don’t give a shit. My sarcasm goes right over her head.
Instead of being offended, her smile widens as she presses her tits against me. I’m hemmed in on both sides by boobs. It’s not the first time this has happened, but it’s the first time I’m searching for an escape route.
“Absolutely! You’re always awesome on the field.” Vanessa gives me a sly look. “But I hear that you’re even more awesome in bed and we want to find out for ourselves.”
They continue to pet the hell out of my chest. And that needs to stop.
It’s gently that I pull their clinging hands from me. Neither of them look to weigh more than a buck twenty soaking wet, but I’ll tell you what, they’re stronger than they appear. It takes effort to pry them away.
“As much fun as that sounds,” I say with a grunt, holding their hands away from me. “I’m afraid that I have another commitment for the evening.”
Vanessa thrusts her bottom lip out. “Someone else got to you first?”
“We’d be happy to join you,” her friend chirps. “The more, the merrier, right?”
They press against me as if all that soft supple flesh will change my mind.
Jeez. What do these girls think?
That two sets of voluptuous tits can get a man to do whatever they want?