Page 62 of Personal Foul


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Another first. Sex in public. Thank god I had no close neighbors, and the beach was down a gated flight of stairs.

“I’ve created a monster,” he said when I stretched out beside him.

Chuckling, I closed my eyes until he climbed on top of me, executing a perfect plank until his groin met mine. Thrusting his hips, he frotted me into coming in my shorts.

I opened my eyes and reached for his face. “You’re going to ruin me.”

Dipping down, he kissed me. “Ditto.”

Standing from the water, I tugged off my shorts and wiped myself up. Tossing them to the side, I sat my bare ass back on the ledge beside him.

“I’ve never done this,” I hummed, the sun warming my body.

“What’s that?” Colin asked, finding my hand and lacing our fingers together.

“Sunbathed nude. Lost control of myself and sucked off a guy in my pool like a horny teenager. Or frotted my way into an orgasm.”

He laughed. “How many guys have you been with?”

I sighed. “One. Just one.” And I squeezed his hand to confirm I meant him.

We enjoyed the tanning ledge until we needed to submerge ourselves to cool off.

“We have to tell Coach,” I said, kissing him against the wall. “I wouldn’t feel right keeping it from him. He’s put a lot of faith in me and my abilities, and I wouldn’t want him to find out any other way.”

“What if he says no or withdraws my contract?”

I kissed him quickly. “He’s not like that. Coach has an openly bisexual tight end dating the governor of the state. And then there’s Lennox. He’s got a boyfriend, too. There’s quite a story behind that one. And Dane is in the Navy. He’s a fighter pilot.”

Colin sat back, obviously shocked. “No way!”

“Way,” I grinned. “So you and me, we’re nothing special to the media. We just happen to play on the same team.”

“And live at the same address.”

“And are roommates on the road. Think of how we’ll burn off all that adrenaline.”

Colin’s eyes lit with mischief. “We can join the mile-high club.”

I shook my head. “Drawing the line there, buddy. Not with eighty of our colleagues on the same plane.”

The devil horns were forming on his head. “I’ll just have to get creative.”

I laughed, both eager and apprehensive about what this season would hold for us.

Chapter 18

Colin

We spent most of Sunday afternoon naked in Carson’s bed, passed out from the best day of my life. Morning blow jobs, breakfast, confessions, kissing, another blow job, frotting, swimming naked, lunch, and naked napping had me lust drunk on this sexy man. Could life here with him be like this?

“Pinch me,” I said to Carson as I pushed the grocery cart around the vegetable section of the market.

His face was having a difficult time scowling after countless orgasms. “Why?”

Picking up a long English cucumber, I leaned in to whisper in his ear. “This thing reminds me of you. Should we get a couple and compare?”

His face pinked up, but I saw the playful side of him dying to come out.