Page 258 of Cross the Line
Their Colorado game is going to be wild. The way they’ve been reviewing tape borders on obsessive. It’s all they’ve lived and breathed when they haven’t been inside me these last couple of days since the Portland game.
JJ
Colorado who?
Anyway, rest is for the weak.
Eli
We’re gonna take off now.
Go back to sleep.
Rest is for the weak…
JJ
And when do you ever listen to me?
When I’m being a good girl…
Eli
Then be a good girl and go back to bed, Finley-James.
I tent the duvet with my phone, shimmying away from Blanca. Sheinstantly curls into Eli’s pillow. I tug the slightly torn neckline of Jayden’s T-shirt as low as it will go to show the swell of my boobs and the taut buds of my nipples beneath thin cotton. I snap the photo, double-check the effect, and send.
Already in bed… happy?
JJ
…
Eli
…
Safe flight, boys!
With a few taps to my wrist, I wait for their replies. Watching theTyping…cue appear and disappear for what feels like forever.
JJ
Not sure that’s possible right now…
Eli
Yeah, plane’s gonna struggle to take off with our wood.
Pssst…
Use the bathroom
Send me pics
Oh, Jesus.I contemplate deleting the messages for a moment. But theTyping…prompt says it’s too late to backtrack and the bashful heat already has my cheeks flaming.
JJ
