Page 464 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Is that really what you guys call a soccer ball?” asked Ash. “Kinda like we call a football a pig skin?”
“No, no. One time Comrade Grigory plant wrong crop. So he lose head.” She dragged her thumb across her neck. “Whole village play soccer and have much fun.” She looked so happy about the memory.
“I have so many questions,” said Chad. But he never got to ask them, because Harvard just recovered an onside kick. The whole stadium went nuts. The three headed monster had the ball again. All they had to do was drive down the field and score.
And then they could take me and my girls back to the locker room and have their way with us. I knew Ash hadn’t technically said yes yet, but her reaction to Flash’s bulge had said it all.
I still had to get their attention, though.
Flashing them would be the easiest way, of course. But I didn’t want Chad to get mad and embarrass himself in front of the coolest guys on campus. No…I needed a more subtle way to get their attention. I took a bite of my hot dog while I thought about a solution.
And then it hit me.
The hot dogs!
I waited for a cameraman to be looking in our general direction, and then I grabbed a hotdog in each of my fists and licked them seductively.
“Oh my God!” said Ash, pointing up at the scoreboard. “We’re on the jumbotron! Do I have food on my face? Oh no…” She stared dabbing her completely clean face with a napkin.
I shoved one of the hotdogs into my mouth, inch by inch, until it was jammed into my throat. And then slapped my face with the other.
A whistle blew.
“Delay of game, offense, #9,” announced the ref.
“Damn it, Adonis!” yelled Harvard’s coach. “Quit checking out the fans!”
I smiled to myself.Mission accomplished.Not only had Adonis noticed me, but he’d been so distracted by my little performance that he’d totally forgotten about the game.
Adonis. He was the third head of the three headed monster. And probably the hottest. He was 6’6 of pure muscle. But it wasn’t just his body that made people refer to him as a god amongst boys. What really earned him that nickname was that he was always one step ahead of the defense. He was just smarter than everyone else on the field. He was basically the male version of me.
Except when he was being distracted by me.
There were only 5 seconds left in the game. Enough time for one play. And they were still about 60 yards away from scoring.
So I stopped eating my hotdogs seductively and let him focus.
Adonis dropped back to pass. I thought he was gonna get sacked, but he stiff-armed the defender right in the face. I almost felt bad for the defender. But not really…because all I could think about was how fun it would be to have Adonis shove something stiff in my face after the game.
He shook off one more defender and then hurled a bomb fifty yards downfield to Flash Robinson.
Flash caught it in stride. There were no defenders even close to him thanks to his blinding speed, but he still caught it withone hand just to show off. He did a few high steps and then backflipped into the endzone to end the game.
The crowd went nuts, and Flash was loving every second of it. He tore off his helmet and posed for the camera, making sure to turn so that everyone could see the lightning bolts shaved into the sides of his hair.
“I hope you’re ready for a wild time,” I whispered to Ash. It may have been traditional for the player of the game to get a nice post-game blowjob, but there was no way Flash would stop there. He was definitely gonna make a huge show of fucking Ash in every position imaginable.
“No! No, no, no!” she hissed back. “You haven’t even gotten an invite yet.”
“Just wait for it.” I looked down at the field and locked eyes with Adonis. He’d taken the game-winning ball from Flash and was headed my way. And he got more and more handsome with every step he took. It wasn’t even fair for someone to be that handsomeandthat talented. A few people online speculated that he couldn’t possibly have a huge dick too, but I didn’t subscribe to that theory. There was no preset limit on how much awesomeness one person could have. Take me, for example. I was amazing in every way.
Adonis wrote something on the ball with a sharpy and tossed it up to me with a big smile.
Yes!As the ball spun through the air, I could see that he’d signed it and added his phone number. The number I needed to call to get my locker room invitation.
I was about to grab it, but Chad snatched it out of the air.
“Dude! Thanks!” yelled Chad.
