I’m back to working on Full Court Press. In this scene our favorite basketball coach gives her football lovin’ man a little encouragement when it comes to sexy times.
He scraped his teeth over the flesh at the base of her thumb and she moaned again.
“That shouldn’t be sexy.” Her back bowed and she undulated against him, a slow circle of her hips that proved her theory wrong.
He nipped at the pad of her little finger then pressed a tender kiss to the afflicted flesh. “Is it?”
“God, yes.” She dragged her free hand up the furrow of his spine, then cupped his nape. “But I need your mouth elsewhere at the moment.”
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