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Min woke as sunlight started coming through the window, realizing too late that neither of them had remembered to close the curtains after they had made love. She stayed still, taking inventory of everything, Hayden’s body underneath hers, one hand in her hair, holding her close, one of her legs wrapped around his waist. And something else. Being careful not to jostle him too much, she peeked under the covers. She stared at Hayden’s body, studying it in a way she hadn’t been able to last night, adjusting her leg so that she had a better look.

He was gorgeous. His hard chest was showcasing muscles Min didn’t know a professional gamer could have. Which meant Hayden was a gym bunny, something she was absolutely going to give him shit about when he woke up. Her eyes traced the sharp lines of those muscles, following them down until they landed on his semi-hard cock. Memories of everything they had done last night flit through her mind. As if it could read her thoughts, Hayden’s cock grew in front of her eyes, becoming so hard and thick it took her breath away.

“What time is it?” His voice was even deeper in the morning. Min didn’t take her gaze away from his cock since it was clearly loving the attention of her watching.

“Still early.”

“Mmmm…” was his only answer, but Min could hear the anticipation there, and felt a matching thrum inside her core.

The covers moved as Hayden pushed them down, his erection now casting a shadow in the morning light coming from the window and Min was licking her lips before she could think. She slid a hand down his chest, letting them roam over those abs.

“So. You go to the gym.”

“I have a home gym.”

“Oh god, you’re one of those.” She shook her head mockingly.

“A guy with a garage and a set of weights?”

“A gym rat. You probably flirt with girls by telling them what you bench.”

“The only bench I want to tell you about is the one I want to bend you over.”

She lost her breath. Her hand moved down, tracing the light trail of dark hair marking a path right to where she wanted to be. She slid further south, her touch light as she caressed his full length.

“Fuck, Min.”

He shifted, and she felt empowered, loving how quickly he lost it with her touch, how it took only one more light stroke before his tip was wet with precum. She touched it with her finger, bringing it to her mouth for a taste, and his groan vibrated the bed. She looked at him then, her finger still in her mouth, to find his eyes hot on hers, drowning with fire and desire and desperation.

Min sat up, still naked from the night before, and pushed the rest of the covers away. On her knees beside him, she took one of his hands, guiding it to her head. With her encouragement, she felt his fingers clench in her hair near her scalp, holding her firmly. And then she leaned over, her breath hot against him as she slowly, so slowly, licked his cock from base to tip.

“Goddamn,” Hayden whispered, almost to himself. His legs shifted and he shook his head, clearly trying to bring himself under control in a way that had Min smiling. “Min, you don’t have to do this. I don’t want you to feel pressured—”

“Shut up, Hayden.” Her command was direct, fierce, her eyes never leaving his cock but she could feel it twitch when she spoke. “This cock is mine, and I’m hungry. So the only thing I want to hear you say is my name as you fuck my mouth.”

And with that, she took him, pushed him into her as far as she could get, wrapping her hand around the base for help as she focused on loosening her throat. She heard her name rip out of him as she came back up, trying again, taking him deeper the second time and humming with satisfaction. She brought her hand up to his balls, gently cupping them, massaging him, and could feel Hayden’s hand on her head, pushing her down further, loving how desperate he was for her, wanting to take as much of that huge cock as she could. She felt powerful, alive, as she brought this huge, sexy man to frantically cry out her name.

“Min, I’m coming.” He bit out the words and Min sucked him harder, her cheeks hollowing, loving the sensation of him in her throat, and she felt when he let loose, his hands hard in her hair, fucking her mouth, his hips jerking wildly against her, his hot sperm hitting the back of her throat as she swallowed as fast as she could.

After several long moments, he relaxed, going soft in her mouth and she sat back, still lightly licking and sucking every drop of him before sitting back in satisfaction. He caressed her hair, his eyes hooded and sated.

“You destroy me, Min. I’ve been fantasizing about your mouth forever.”

She smiled, his words delicious, and she let him pull her toward him for a kiss, falling into the heat of him until they were interrupted by the loud, angry yell of her hungry stomach.

“Um… I’m going to need some breakfast soon.”

His eyes twinkled at her as she blushed. “I think so. Should we shower and hit the buffet?”

She nodded. “First dibs on the French toast.” He chuckled at her, standing up from the bed, and she sighed as she admired how truly wonderful this man’s ass was as he strolled to the bathroom. When Hayden disappeared inside, she shook her head, trying to bring her mind back from the gutter it lived in permanently and reached for her phone. The sound of the shower turning on filled the room as she unlocked her phone, seeing that she had several notifications. Her heart fell into her stomach as a sense of horrible déjà vu raced through her.

She had almost a hundred messages—from friends, family, strangers on social media. All commenting on some sort of pictures. Holding her breath, she clicked the link her sister sent with five question marks and read the headline of the article, her body going cold.

‘FlameThrower At It Again: disgraced streamer seduces tournament official before final round.’

Her eyes raced over the words accusing her of using sex to win the tournament, her heart pounding in her ears. She didn’t even know the tournament officials, had only been introduced to the PAs who would signal her when it was time to start. All the players were isolated from the officials running the tournament and making sure they all played fair. So where had the story come from?

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