Quarterback Sneak (Red Zone Rivals, #3)

by Kandi Steiner

She let the fabric dangle from one finger before it dropped to the floor, and then she leaned forward, pressing her hands against the ledge of the window and using the streetlight to give me a perfect view of her breasts. I bit back a curse as my cock twitched to life, growing achingly hard as she ran a hand up her rib cage to cup herself. She framed her nipple, rolling it between her fingertips, and then leaned down a bit more so I could see her face. Her wicked smile. She watched me for a long moment, or maybe she let me watch her. And then, she wiggled her fingers in a teasing wave and reached up for the blinds, pulling them down in one fell swoop that snuffed out the entrancing view of her. I was still cemented in place when my phone pinged from the couch. I ambled over, adjusting my cock in my sweatpants as I lifted the device and found Julep’s name on the screen. Goodnight, Cap. I shook my head, biting my lower lip. And one thought played on repeat in my mind for the rest of the night. I’m in trouble.