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This week, we're teasing you with a scorching excerpt from a summer fling forbidden romance that defies all the rules.

Brace yourself for heart-pounding moments as forbidden desires and undeniable chemistry collide. ❤️‍🔥 It's a world where passion knows no limits.

But here's the catch: we won't reveal the book or author. 🤫 Consider it a playful game of seductive intrigue.

🔒 Can you handle the heat? DISCLAIMER… We’ve changed the passage to keep your computer or phone from overheating or your boss from calling you in for a review. 🥴

Without further ado, immerse yourself in a steamy encounter that will ignite your imagination, leaving you yearning for more.

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“It’s not his fault.” She steps forward and I stare down at her, torn. “I’m driving, blame me.” 

“Tardy players can’t touch this field. You signed a contract.” I remind her, and I’ve never wanted to kiss a woman more than I want to kiss Amber. And I can’t put my finger on what it is. Yeah, she’s beautiful, and the sight of her fully clothed makes my 🍆 hard. But there’s more to her.

“But life isn’t on your contract. I have to go to work, pick him up from camp, and get him here. I’m only one person.” Amber uses her hands to iterate her point.

A groan lodges in my throat as my hormones spaz. It’s over a hundred degrees out here, and after standing in the hot sun, I’m tired. My head drops back, counting the hours until it’s Friday. 

“Damn, at least look at me when I’m talking to you. Walking around in those shades like you’re a celebrity.”

I respect her request, opening my eyes and I glance down.

“Miss Evans, I’m not here to manage your schedule. That’s not on me. I’m trying to teach these boys responsibility. Football is a dangerous sport.”

“I’m cool with that, but you don’t have to be so cold about it. Kemen shouldn’t be penalized for my mistake.”

“I’m not cold. I’m coaching your son. Which I can’t do if he’s late. There are no excuses on the field. Tardiness means they’re distracted. Distractions lead to injuries. I need his head in the game.” I take a step closer and immediately regret it. The tips of her perky breast brush my chest and we’re both taken aback by the chemistry passing between us. So, I step back.

“Miss Evans, your inability to manage your schedule puts every child on that field at risk. Instead of being pissed at me, buy a watch. Either get your son here on time or find another program.”

I turn to join the huddle, furious and itching to see the very beautiful Amber Evans in action. It must be the heat that has me delirious. I need to go out tonight.

I’ve been eating, sleeping, living on this field. We had to get new equipments, new field posts, and an upgrade in the locker room. I thought I agreed to coach a team, and it’s become an overhaul of their entire football program.

“You better be glad my son begged to play for you.” Her sly words reach my ears and I hit an about face.

It only takes me four steps to get back to her. Amber stares up at me with storms brewing in her eyes. Where her son is tall, she’s only a few inches over five feet. This angle gives me a perfect view of her distracting breasts. This woman is pissed, and I want to run my tongue across her mounds.

“Care to repeat that, Miss Evans?” She shifts from one leg to the other, and I swear on god, I could take her on this field. “And before you answer, remember I’m a grown man.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean? I’m trying to put you up on game. Take that monkey off your back.”

“Is that right?” I step closer. “And what is it you think I need, Amber?” Her eyes widen, her lips part, and I smile, wondering if she’s this passionate in bed.

“Don’t smile yet. Ain’t nothing changed.”

“You sure about that?” We’re so close, her breasts brush my chest with each inhale. We have a crowd, and I don’t give a damn. This showdown is inevitable between her tardiness and our sexual tension. “I’m waiting.”

“On what?” Amber’s tongue sweeps across her bottom lip. Yeah, ya boy’s still got it.

“You said something about putting me up on game.”

And with an attitude that only a sista can give, she rests her hands on those wide hips, not backing down. “You need to get laid.”

“Are you offering?”

Her gasp hangs between us. I lower my head until my mouth lingers by her ear. “You talk big game. Name the time and place and I got you.”

Amber laughs, and my 🍆 is instantly hard. She turns up those tempting lips, nailing me with those eyes. “I said get laid, not change your f%@king life cause it don’t get no better than this.”

I stare down at her, and she knows what time it is. It would take less than an inch to sample her sassy mouth. The only thing keeping us vertical and not horizontal are my players on the field. I know it. She knows it. Then she wisely turns, and all I can do is stare at all that 🍑.

“You’re playing with fire,” I yell.

“It’s all good. I got insurance…”

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