How to Score Off Field (Campus Legends #3) Read Online Sara Ney

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, College, Forbidden, New Adult, Sports Tags Authors: Series: Campus Legends Series by Sara Ney
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Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 104766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
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How terrible is it that these past two days did not help this attachment I’ve always felt to him; this crush. This affection?

And today he is leaving.

I mean, I’m leaving for school too, but the point is that once again he’ll be hundreds of miles away, and he has no idea how I actually feel because up until Friday, he had only seen me as Grady Donahue’s annoying little sister.

Well I’m not so annoying now, am I?

Ha.

Drew’s hand is on my breast, and I arch my back, loving, loving, loving the boob play. Ugh, it’s been ages since I’ve been felt up, and I have the nicest boobs—they should be worshipped.

“You awake?” his gravelly whisper is in my ear and sends a shiver down my entire body.

I try to moan in a sexy, sleepy way. “Mm-hmm.”

His mouth is on the back of my neck, kissing the column, brushing my hair to the side so his lips have better access.

Oh goodness...

It’s easy to get me wet, apparently.

He kisses the back of my neck as his palms skims my stomach, up to caress my breasts, then back down… skims my belly button… grazes the spot between my legs, middle finger—at least I’m assuming that’s the finger he’s using—presses into my body.

I spread my legs ever so slightly…

He fingers me gently as his cock presses into my backside, hard and needy, my pussy getting wetter and wetter and wetter.

His thumb moves in small circles over my clit.

Oh…

Yes…

I reach behind me and move his head closer, my nails scratching the back of his scalp.

Our lips meet in the dark.

Then.

I move.

On to all fours on the mattress, my back arching, and Drew follows my lead, moving so he’s behind me. He pulls my pelvis closer, sliding his dick inside me from behind.

I have to help him—he doesn’t find the spot on the first try, but when he does…

Oh.

My.

God.

It takes a few seconds to adjust to him; he’s not massive but from this position, I feel…full…like he’s huge even though he’s not—the height and weight and cock are all proportionate—but even so, I have to take a second.

“Wait a sec,” I tell him, groggy and tired but horny, reaching for the bedside table.

I’d put a vibrator there when I arrived, hiding it in the drawer so Miranda wouldn’t give me shit about it despite the fact that she has an entire drawer full of this shit, too. I know for a fact she has at least nine vibrators and dildos because I’ve been to the sex store, shopping for them with her.

Where do you think this pink one came from?

“I’m gonna use this,” I whisper since it’s still early and still mostly dark. Mostly awake but still sort of asleep.

I press the little hidden power button until it begins a slow hum.

Leaning forward with my ass in the air, I let my cheek rest against the mattress as Drew kneels behind me, fucking me doggy style.

Is that what it’s called? Doggy style? And can you tell I’ve never had sex in this position before? I’m just assuming Drew has—not to make assumptions or stereotype him, but even though he told me he can’t remember the last time he had sex, that cannot possibly be true, can it?

He's popular.

He’s gorgeous.

He’s one of the most well-known figures in football simply because of his last name, if not for his skill.

So surely, he’s fucked plenty of women this way…

Jesus, Tess, get your head in the game.

Sorry, I’m tired.

Mmm.

He’s gripping my hips to steady me, not exactly pounding into me but not exactly gentle, either.

It’s fine.

I love it.

I focus on the buzzing, humming, and pulsing between my legs. I concentrate on holding the pink vibrator on my clit, biting my bottom lip as the tension inside me builds.

“Uh…” I moan into the pillow.

“How does that feel?” he mutters, his voice deep from sleep. A low and sexy baritone, deeper than usual because it’s so early.

“So good.” So good, baby, don’t stop.

Keep going.

I pull the vibrator off my pussy so I don’t come so soon—I want to drag it out. Tease myself.

If I keep it there I’ll come before he does and I want us to come at the same time if I can help it…please let us come at the same time, I want it so bad.

I want to feel connected to Drew—I want him to feel connected to me too, although that’s a long shot, isn’t it? Considering he barely knew I existed until Friday.

I lose myself in Drew.

In having him inside me—this may be the one and only time I’ll get to have sex with him or spend the weekend with him, or share a bed with him, and I plan on cherishing it.

I like him so much…

I want him so much.

I stop moving and look over my shoulder, watching him a few heartbeats before telling him to, “Stop.”


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