Page 31 of Personal Foul

“I have you all night and tomorrow morning all to myself, whatever shall we do?” he teases.

I spin around and kiss under his chin. “I’m thinking we should order some takeout and hang out at your place. Naked,” I drawl, making him groan.

“Are you sure? I’ll take you out. Wine and dine you.” His hands flex on my hips.

“I’m sure.” I rub his chest, reassuring him that all I want is him. “But what if we get out of bed early tomorrow and hit up Pike Place before it gets too busy?”

“Sounds good. I haven’t been there yet.” Garrett leans down and kisses me softly before backing away. “See you at home around six?”

“See you then.” I can’t help but smile.

Garrett winks. “Later,” he calls over his shoulder, walking down the hall.

I watch a substitute secretary lean out of her chair, falling onto the floor while watching him walk away.

He’s something else.

I head back into my office and get ready for my meeting with the other recruiters. Before I know it, Jerry, Kline, and Roy walk into my office and take a seat.

“Let’s get started.” I stare each man in the eye before looking down and opening my notebook. “Kline, you start. How’s Clemson look?”

The rest of the afternoon goes by in a blur of stats and game tape.

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Garrett

I’m sittingon the shower bench, letting the water bounce on my tense muscles. I see a shadow pass and I open my eyes, turning my head and looking out of the glass stall.

Reagan.Mi reina.

There she is naked as the day she was born and putting her hair on the top of her head to keep it from getting wet.

Mine.

“Mi reina, you made it.”

She steps into the stall and shuts the door behind her. She walks over and pushes me back, making me lean against the wall. She straddles my lap and kisses me.

“Hi,” she says after breaking the kiss.

“Come back here,” I growl, trying to kiss her again.

She rubs her bare pussy on my cock, making me hiss. Reagan leans forward and sucks on my ear before whispering, “Let me take care of you.” Her hands slowly crawl up my arms, to my shoulders and start digging into my tight traps, making me moan. I hang my head and rest it on her chest. Closing my eyes, I let the tension roll off me, loving the feel of her hands on me. Loving on me. I open my eyes to see the goosebumps covering her skin, nipples pebbled, rubbing against my chest. I lightly blow on her nipple, making it pebble tighter. Reagan rocks against my cock and hisses. I kneed her hips, tipping my head up and run my tongue along the column of her neck.

“Tell me what you need,reina,” I murmur against her neck.

“You. I just need you.”

She lifts up before sinking slowly down on my cock, both of us moaning in pleasure.

“Condom,mi reina,” I remind her while nipping her collarbone.

“I’m clean and on birth control. We’re good.”

“Are you sure?” I ask.

I’ve never gone bare with anyone. In my line of business, you can’t trust a woman isn’t trying to rope you into having her kid.

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