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Chapter 6They lifted me back onto the desk, but this time they pushed me flat onto my back. Jax grabbed my ankles and shoved my knees all the way back to my chest, exposing my soaking wet, swollen pussy. Jax quickly slid his cock back inside me, his length filled me up.“ Ohhh jax,ahhh! Slow down” I screamed as he fucked me so hard."She's too tight for both of us like this," Jax pants, holding my legs pinned back. "Stretch her first."Andrew leans over me, his dark eyes locking onto mine. He reached down, his large hand slid directly between my legs to find my highly sensitive clitoris. He pinches the swollen nub between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it roughly."Aaaah! Oh, god, wait!" I scream, my hips bucking off the desk as a sharp, overwhelming jolt of pure pleasure-pain shoots through me.Jax kept my legs pinned, forcing me to take it. I sob out loud, panting heavily. "Andrew... please... ah! Ahhh, yes, right there!"Andrew kept up with the relentless friction in my clit, m

Chapter 5"Keep the pressure up! Don't let them breathe!" I screamed,my hands cupping around my mouth as the freezing rain poured down on the pitch.I know I did the unforgettable with Jax,but that shouldn't stop me from doing my job. Today being the last and final match the stadium is absolutely deafening, with thirty thousand fans screaming as the final seconds of the match tick away. We played Manchester Athletic, our biggest rivals, and the scoreboard reads 2-1 in our favor. My heart is pounding so hard against my ribs that I could barely draw breath, and then the referee blows the final whistle—three sharp, beautiful blasts that sent the entire bench into wild cheers.We won,screams,noises everywhere.Thirty minutes later, the stadium was finally down, but the crazy adrenaline from the victory is still buzzing in my veins. I was in my private office, my hair still damp from the rain, trying to sort through some post-match paperwork, but my hands were shaking too much to hold t

Chapter 4Victoria's POV "Jax, if you are in here, you have exactly five seconds to explain why you missed the tactical meeting," I call out as I push open the door to the wet room.The air here was warm with steam, smelling of expensive soap and hot water. The loud, steady hiss of a running shower echoes off the white tiles, but as I round the corner, the words die in my throat.Jax is standing right outside the glass stall with a towel in his hands,He was naked.My breath catched so hard that my chest actually hurt, I froze right where I was. I knew I shouldn't be looking because I am his coach and this was totally unprofessional, but my eyes refused to obey my brain. My gaze slides slowly down the wet, smooth skin of his chest, tracing the deep lines of his abs before landing directly on his length cock. He was massive,even semi-relaxed, he was incredibly long and hard, hanging dark against his inner thighs. I tried to force my eyes back up, but my gaze was glued to him. I wante

Chapter 3"Are you insane?" I gasped. "I am your coach—"He cut me off. Andrew slammed his mouth down onto mine.My eyes flew wide, the shock a physical jolt through my spine. My hands clenched into fists, digging into his chest as I pushed with everything I had. My head twisted, trying to break the contact, but he was too strong. His hand slid from my arm to the back of my neck, his fingers tangling in my hair, holding my head perfectly still.His lips were crushing, hot, and demanding. I fought him and winced, letting out a muffled groan against his mouth. But then his other hand gripped my waist, his fingers digging deep into my hip, bruisingly tight, pulling my pelvis flush against his hard thighs.A sudden, terrifying wave of heat flared in my lower belly as my knees went weak. Andrew felt the exact moment my body softened, and he let out a low growl in his throat, a sound that vibrated straight into my chest.The kiss changed. It stopped being a struggle and became a slow, deep

Hours later…The tactical meeting was an actual torture.I sat at the head of the briefing room table. As all eyes were on me but I could only feel some of them.To my left, Jax slouched in his chair, his long legs stretched out under the table. Every time I glance his way, his dark eyes are already locked onto mine, a subtle, lazy amusement dancing in them as his gaze drifts to my lips.And then there is Andrew. He sat directly opposite me, slowly spinning a pen between his fingers. There is an open challenge in his eyes, a silent prove yourself that makes my skin prickle with a mixture of intense irritation and something far more dangerous.I am their coach, I repeat like a mantra, my heart hammering. I am a professional. If they sense even a fraction of the effect they have on me, I lose all control."We press high on the transition," I said,shutting off the projector. "Take it to the pitch, gentlemen."As the players filed out, Andrew lingered by the door, his shoulder brushing m

The Lion's Den"I'm telling you, it's a chick, A twenty-seven-year-old chick," Andrew's loud, mocking voice carries straight through the wooden doors of the Sterling Academy locker room. I froze, my hand hovering right over the brass handle."You're lying," another voice laughs, followed by the sound of a football bouncing against the floorboards inside. "The board wouldn't do that to us,we're a championship team, not a charity case.""Go check the staff board if you don't believe me, mate," Andrew scoffs. "She looks like she belongs in a high school classroom, not running a locker room full of grown men,guess what? I give her a week before she runs out of here crying."My heart does a violent flip against my ribs.Twenty-seven, I repeat in my head, my fingers trembling slightly as they grip the cold metal. I am only twenty-seven years old, and these guys are massive. How am I supposed to command respect from multi-million dollar athletes who look like actual giants?I closed my eyes,