Page 23 of Going for Three

I twisted from side to side shyly.

“Fifty-two points, huh? You are such a showoff,” I teased.

He pulled at the front of my shirt. “It’s your fault. I kept seeing you sitting there looking perfect, smelling even better.” He inhaled my perfume deeply and sighed. “I had to show what’s up with me.”

I nodded. “You surely did that. I think I have a new favorite player.”

He frowned. “You had another one previously?”

I tucked my bottom lip and smiled. “Maybe.”

“Who was it?” He was dead serious and disturbed by my joke.

I tapped my chin. “Curtis Mullins.”

His entire face fell. We both knew that was his arch nemesis on the court. I didn’t even have to watch basketball to know that. The media loved whenever the two played against each other, but if there was anyone remotely close to obliterating Kinga’s stats, it was him. He turned to walk away, causing me to fall out in laughter.

“I’m just playing,” I explained, pulling at his arm.

He paused then came back. He pulled me the remaining distance between us until I thumped against his sweaty jersey. I didn’t even care as I stared up at him in awe.

“You got jokes tonight, huh?”

I nodded slowly; my eyes completely trained on his lips.

He smirked. “Well, I have one, too. The whole world is about to know you’re mine now.”

I didn’t have time to prepare for his kiss. All I knew was the world went dead silent, and I became lost in his embrace. Hekissed me slowly and passionately enough to ruin the seat of my panties. When he pulled away, he winked.

“Hope you’re ready to be on TV tonight.”

Vari and Aunusti returned from taking her pictures at that very moment.

“Ouuu, bitchhh they know now,” Vari teased.

I allowed my head to fall backward.

“I know, but I can’t resist him,” I admitted unashamedly, wrapping an arm around Kinga’s back.

“I need to bag me a ball player tonight, so where are we going?” Aunusti asked us.

They both wanted to head to the club, but I was hesitant. My feet were hurting, and I was hungry.

Kinga, always the one to be attentive of my needs, noticed my hesitation. “You up for it, baby?”

I glanced up at him. He looked so handsome to me. “Not really, but you guys just won. I don’t want to ruin the fun.”

He frowned. “We don’t have to go, Charm. I’d rather be laid up with you anyway.”

I pulled him toward me with his jersey and landed on his lips for a second sweet kiss.

“Let’s go home then.”

I blushed, not even the least bit bothered by the sweat lathering his skin. I loved the way he smelled. It made my senses go haywire. His muscles pumped, and I couldn’t wait to hold on to them while he fucked my eyes into the back of my head. The smile that painted his face had me biting my lip.

“I’ll be back.”

Feeling satisfied, he turned and walked away, ready to give the interview all the reporters were waiting for.

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