Page 27 of Off Season

I shake my head. “If you sleep with two people with the same name, they cancel each other out and lower your body count.”

She pinches her eyebrows together. “Is that true?”

I nod. “Yep.” I just made it up, but the girl needs some action to help her move on from her ex, and Beau is just what the doctor ordered.

She agrees to stay. Trisha says she’s grabbing an Uber, and I don’t bother to stop her. She’s nice, but without a little help from me, this will be nothing but awkward for her. I feel bad leaving her, but I came here tonight to get Amber laid, and she looks well on her way. Now it’s my turn.

CHAPTER FIVE

KAMRYN

The guys have been on a long road trip. Arizona has been missing Layton. I think she’s falling for him. I hope she doesn’t get hurt. Layton Lancaster is a well-known playboy. Admittedly, he outwardly appears devoted to her. I hope his feelings are genuine. I’d hate to see her suffer any more heartbreak than she already has.

Fortunately for her, we’re leaving for a road trip, and we happen to be staying at the same hotel as the Cougars. Arizona has been bouncing around all day, excited to see Layton.

Due to an airport delay, we don’t end up arriving at the hotel until the middle of the night.

Arizona is my roommate for this trip. I’m getting into bed when she looks at me from hers and bites her lip. “Will you cover for me?”

“Ooh. Sneaking into your boyfriend’s room for some action? How very high school of you.”

She giggles. “It’s been eleven days and seven hours since he’s been inside me. I need him.”

I lift an eyebrow. “That was freakishly accurate. You do realizeyou went over a year without sex, and now after eleven days and seven hours you’re gagging for it?”

She gives me a dreamy smile. “Well, I’ve never gotten it as good as he gives it to me.” She sighs. “It’s more than the incredible sex. I…just…need him. I can’t explain the inner peace I have when I’m in his arms. The noises in my head go away.”

I roll my eyes at the ridiculousness. “Fucking hell. You’re dick-whipped. Are you in love with him?” Even when she was engaged to her shitbag ex, she wasn’t like this.

She shrugs. “I’m not sure I know the difference between like and love anymore. What do you think the difference is?”

“You’re asking me? You know I’m not the right person to ask. The only difference I see between liking and loving is spitting and swallowing.”

She lets out a laugh before smiling. “Spitters are quitters.”

I nod enthusiastically. “Damn straight they are. What’s the point in doing all that work just to spit it out?” I wave my hand at her. “Go have fun. I’ll cover for you. Have a few orgasms for me.”

She stands and salutes me. “Will do, sergeant. Thanks.”

After propping a few pillows under her blankets to make sure it looks like she’s sleeping in her bed just in case the coaches check, I attempt to fall asleep in mine.

At some point during the night, I feel a warm body slip into my bed and a hand rubbing my hip. Assuming it’s Arizona messing with me, I wiggle back but feel a large erection on my ass. Huh?

I quickly lift the upper half of my body and snap my head around. “Cheetah? What are you doing here?”

“I just watched Layton and Arizona have sex. I’m so fucking turned on.”

I turn all the way around and shove his chest. His shockingly solid, broad chest. “Go choke the chicken like a normal person.”

“I did. While watching them. I’m still turned on. Those two fuck like rock stars. My dick won’t go down. Want to give him a little attention?”

“I’m not having sex with you.”

He gives me a playful smile. “I know. Honestly, I was just jealous watching them peacefully sleeping together, so I stole her room key. Can I sleep here? I’ll play with your fun sponge if you want.”

“Cheetah—”

“I’m just kidding. I know you’re not into me. Can’t we cuddle like friends?”

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