Page 4 of Ice Cold Rival

The air caught in my throat as I realized he was still fully dressed while my bare ass was spread across the desk. Not evenhisdesk. Reece looked up at me and grinned.

“Better than peanut butter.”

My heart turned over, and I realized how much I’d messed up. I wasn’t supposed to get my emotions involved. This was supposed to be a revenge fuck, but I no longer wanted a random hot dude. I wantedthisone.

Panic stole my breath, and I shoved him back hard enough he landed on his ass on the carpet. I hopped off the desk and did a quick search for my shorts, finding them next to the door where we’d started.

“I’m sorry. This was…” I trailed off, at a loss for the words to describe how incredible the experience had been.

He propped a hand behind him, perfectly comfortable on the floor, and raised a brow. “A mistake?”

I frowned at him as I tugged my shorts on, belatedly realizing I didn’t have my panties. “No. Well, maybe, but that’s a me thing. You were great.”

His lips twitched in amusement. “I was great?”

There it was again. The urge to sink down next to him, maybe crawl onto his lap, maybe see what else he could do with that fabulous mouth while I rode his cock. I could practically feel his stubble against my nipples.

My fingers tightened around the edge of the desk. I shook my head to dislodge the image and frantically scanned for my panties while maintaining my death grip. If I didn’t let go, I wouldn’t reach for him.

“I’m sorry.” I repeated while trying not to look directly at him.

Reece cocked his head, then nodded slowly. “I don’t know who fucked up, but I’m glad they did because it sent you in my direction. Don’t be sorry.”

My gaze shot to his, expecting mockery, but his eyes only dared me to believe him. So I did.

Then I ran.

3

Awadded-up paper ball bounced off my face, and I blinked at Coach, silently cursing myself for letting my mind wander. Again. I’d been damn near useless the last few weeks as the semester started because I couldn’t go more than five minutes without wondering about Kay and her cute little pink panties. The ones I’d confiscated after she took off with the key to Deacon’s room tucked in her shorts.

Sellers snickered next to me, and I kicked the side of his ankle where Coach couldn’t see. He coughed mid-laugh and shifted his legs farther away.

“As I was saying, the captain position is no joke. We’ve been fortunate the last few years to have Gavin filling the role, but with him gone, I need someone with a strong hand to step up.” Coach kept talking about the importance of leadership, but Sellers made a jacking off motion below the level of the desk with a completely straight face.

I pressed my lips together and nodded along, willing Sellers to stop with the antics, no matter how funny I found them. This bullshit was why Coach hadn’t named a captain yet. Without Gavin’s serious dad vibe, the locker room had descended into chaos.

We’d promised Gavin a repeat of the Frozen Four again this year, but my former roommate wasn’t here. He’d moved to Dallas with Eva and Henry, leaving the rest of us to take up the slack.

Nothing had changed in here over the summer, but everything felt different.

Another ball hit me in the shoulder and Coach sighed. “I’m running out of paper here.”

“Sorry, Coach. I was thinking about the dynamic in the locker room without Gavin around.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes closed for a moment. “I’m not sure you’re suited to keeping this group of hooligans in line. This is your last year?—”

I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. “That’s why I want this.”

“You have to more than want it, Tanner. Being captain means the needs of the team come before anything else.” He raised a bushy brow at me. “Including girls.”

I huffed and leaned back again. “I’m not about that life anymore.” Sellers snorted beside me, but I ignored him. “I haven’t been to a party in weeks. I’ve been running extra practices with Cole and Mase, and?—”

He shook his head. “I want to believe it, but I have serious doubts after watching you plow your way through the female population of TU. The semester just started. We have time. Why not give it a few more weeks, and we’ll see where we stand?”

Sellers raised his hand like a dumbass. “Is it cool if I continue to plow my way through the female population?”

Coach rubbed his temple. “Why are you even in here?”

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