Page 20 of The Break Down

Carnal.

Hungry.

And I’m right there with him.

CHAPTER SEVEN-KOA

I thought a run would help.

A quick five miles to burn off the restless, caged energy that’s been gnawing at me like an animal with its leg in a trap.

Thought I’d sweat it out.

Pound it into the track and leave it behind.

But I was dead wrong.

I’m still wired.

Muscles tight.

Blood hot.

And my cock?Half-hard and heavy, just from thinking about her.

Damn it, Red, why’d you have to pick this season to come storming into my life?

I’ve been trying—and slowly failing—to keep her at arm’s length.

I swear, I’m two seconds from losing my goddamn mind.

I’m supposed to be focused. This is my season. My career.

The chance to leave a legacy.

To prove that I’m not just muscle and rage.

Not just a good pair of hands.

Not just a fucking ‘almost was’ who never quite made it.

But how the fuck am I supposed to do that when all I can think about is her?

Her laugh.

Her tits.

Those round as fuck hips.

Her saucy goddamn mouth.

I think I might be losing my mind.

Easy fix, the devil in me whispers.Stop resisting the delicious redhead and fuck her already.

But I know better.

See, if I touch her—if I taste her—I won’t stop.

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