LOGINZANEWhat better way to relieve some post-game stress, than to have my cock throbbing in her wet, warm mouth. I sat back on the couch, arms draped on either side while Ellie took me wholly and slowly. Tears ran down her face, precum mixed with saliva dribbling down her mouth. “Take it. All of it” I tilited, watching her squirm on her kneesas she attempted taking every inch into her mouth.She struggled, gagging and choking but still pressing down. When she realised she couldn't do it, she attempted to use her hands… and I replied exactly as agreed.A simple flick and the vibrator laying dormant in her pussy buzzed back to life, gyrating so deep I could feel the shake on my pulsing cock. “No hands. You remember the deal, right?”“Fuck” she moaned, about to pull off me when I grabbed her by the hair and forced her mouth back down.Getting a blowjob was one thing. Getting a blow job from your opponents sister after dumping their team out of the tournament… was a completely different
ZANEThe second leg against the Vipers was no different from the first. Except, of course, the tiny detail that the home team's crowd quantupled ours in number.We were still in the lockerroom, yet I could hear the fiery chants from down here. Almost felt like gladiators at the colosseum getting their last requiem before being fed to lions. “You know we're gonna get cooked out there, right?” Pierre whispered to Nathan by his locker. “The best we can do is drip them from reaching a hundred points. Hopefully they don't blow us out in the first quarter.”“Now hon earth is the team meant to go out there confident when an established member like yourself is spewing that bullshit” I hurled at the top of my voice, loud enough to get everyone's attention. Nathan went quiet. Pierre looked at me like he was dying to rip my head off. Unsurprisingly, more than half of the starters on the team were more aligned towards Max than they were to me.Not that it bothered me. Not in the slightest. I h
BIANCA“Do you guys know each other?” Sullivan innocently asked. I wasn't buying the act. Sully had picked me up from the house just a couple days back. No chance he didn't know who they were. Who they really were, that is. “No. We don't” I played along. “Must be the new interns Brian was telling me all about” I said through clenched, turning to meet Brian's eyes. But his gaze was straight at Max. And Max's, right at him. Even I still didn't know the nature of this “business”, but I could tell from the heat in their glares that both brothers definitely wouldn't get along here. “Okay. This here is Brian Callaghan, Head of Operations. You mihht be working with him every now and then, so please make yourself comfortable.”“Who signed off their appointment letters?” Brian suddenly asked. “Uh, I did. Is there a problem?”Brian shifted his gaze to Sullivan, still heated even though the dark-haired rival replied with a generous smile.“I had a different applicant sent to my office. H
BRIANI left the house a couple hours later, trying to get used to the sudden silence that came with Sabrina's absence. Whether I wanted to admit it or not, not hearing the sound of the something sizzling on the stove, or the gentle hum of one of those Taylor Swift songs she was unhealthily obsessed with, would definitely take some getting used to. For the first time in a long time, I locked the front door. The house was empty after all. But the moment I stepped down to the porch, Bianca was already at the driveway, staring straight at me. That was new. “They key's under the rug” I said, walking passed her to open my car, and the second I did… she opened the passenger door. “Excuse you? What's that about?”“I want to follow you to work” she replied so simply, I almost didn't believe those were her words. “Uh. No. No. You stay at home.”“You didn't have any problems taking me with you last month.”“That's because I wanted to. And we only barely left that place before Sullivan sta
BRIAN[Message Notification: Tessa Lang; Some new recruits have applied for the vacant spot today. Be a darling and interview them. You know exactly what I like]She ended the text with a wink emoji, which often meant she was half drunk, or I was about to walk into another one of her far from funny traps once again. New personnel wasn't even my jurisdiction. It was Sullivan's.Come to think of it, when was the last time I saw that guy?I sat on the edge of my bed, shrugging off the pressing weight of a good night's sleep off my shoulders, only to hear rustling in the faint darkness around me. I turned on the bedside lamp, then saw her moving determinedly across the room.Sabrina. Pulling clothes out of the closet. Stuffing them into her luggage box. All this without saying a single word.Well, in her defence, I couldn’t even remember the last time we talked. Actually talked.Things between us had been off since… nah. She'd be fine. This was probably another one of her little overrea
BIANCATiffany and I had a couple of mutual friends. Apart from a few fond faces in literature class, our old mates, no one else came to mind. That explained why my body went limp the second Tiffany clicked open the door, and I met the gaze of the two ladies behind it.Both clad in simple, silk nightwear. One pink, the other, a warm shade of brown.They both greeted Tiffany with a hug, and kept the cordiality tight, until they noticed me sat on the bed in front of them. Ellie. And Mia. “Bianca came here first so… you guys wouldn't mind if she took top priority right?”Ellie hadn't looked away from the moment she laid eyes on me. Knowing how horrible our history was, I wondered if Tiffany intentionaltdid this to make me uncomfortable, or flat out just didn't care.“It's nice to see you again Bianca” Ellie moved passed Tiffany and closed the distance between us. “I was hoping you'd come before me anyway.”W… what?She knew I'd be here?I turned to look at Tiffany, and she said with a







