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AVAI may not know much about football like other people do. I don’t know all the rules, the formations, the drills they practice until it becomes muscle memory, or the skills they execute on the field. But I do know that whatever is happening on that field right now matters.Even Gemma has gone quiet. She’s been whispering and laughing with Blake since kickoff, but now she’s frozen beside me, eyes glued to the field. No jokes. No annoying giggles. Just tensed like everyone else's.It’s the final game. The one everyone’s been waiting for. The final game of the Iron Crest Bowl.The game has been going on for over three hours now. It’s almost nine p.m., and there’s only 01:45 left on the clock.I drag in a breath. The reason everyone is on edge, the reason my hands won’t stop shaking is glowing right there on the scoreboard.24 – 25.We’re losing. The other university is beating the St. Wynters Titans by one point. One damn point.The Titans started strong — brutal, focused, and unst

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AVAI take the last step onto the rooftop, butterflies fluttering in my stomach as cool night air rushes over my skin. The space is dimly lit, the stars above doing most of the work, casting a soft glow over everything.And then I see him.My heart skips a beat.Kai is already here. Waiting for me.He's facing away from me, leaning against the low wall, his gaze fixed on the city stretched out ahead of him. I let my eyes roam shamelessly from his head to toe. He’s changed out of his gear, stripped down to nothing but a pair of shorts. My eyes linger on his broad bare back, the strong lines of muscle flaring out like wings before drifting lower, to the sharp V that disappears into the waistband of his shorts, exposing those little dimples sitting right above his hips.I swallow hard.How is one man allowed to be this unfairly attractive? He looks like he was sculpted for the female gaze, like he was meant to unravel me without even trying.I wanted a moment with my man, and now I have

Author's Note.

Hiii, loves. I went on a hiatus, I know. I didn’t mean to go all quiet. There was just never the right time to drop a note. I was hoping to update some chapters and leave a message at the same time, but that never quite worked out. I’ve been stuck with penultimate year exams, and to be honest, it sucked because it pulled me away from writing. But the good news? Updates will be starting soon! Even though my exams end on February 19th, I have a little break before then, and I’ll be using it to do what I love most — writing. I'm excited to get back to writing Ava and Kai's story.🤭 And thank you so much for the check-ins and the gems, they truly warm my heart. Till then.❤️

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KAI Her skin heats up at the first stroke of my tongue against her pussy, tasting how wet she already is for me. I love the reaction that gets out of her. That's a start, but that’s not the aim. I want more. I want her to unravel. I want her begging, her fingers twisted in my hair. I want to make her so far gone that she won’t even care that we’re out in the open, that anyone could walk in and see us like this. So I keep going. I flatten my tongue and drag it along her outer lips, parting them just enough to expose the glistening pink inside. She's too slick and swollen and I take my time lapping her up, deliberately avoiding her clit to stretch out the torment I want to inflict. Her breath hitches above me. The soft sound turns into a whine when I trace her entrance with the tip of my tongue, dipping in just barely then pulling back before she can clench around me. I'm about to do it again when her voice stops me. “Kai…” My name on her lips already sounds like a plea. Perf

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AVAMy leg aches a little.It's no surprise considering I was balanced on one foot for what felt like forever while Kai stayed on his knees beneath me, teasing me, making me beg, dragging it out until he finally wrung a shattering orgasm from me. I can still feel his hand wrapped around my thigh to hold me still and his nails digging into my skin, I’m almost certain there’ll be marks there tomorrow.I can't help the way the corners of my mouth curl into a smile as the flashback hits more. He completely ruined me with his tongue and fingers just minutes ago, and somehow we’re still kissing like we’re starving for each other. Like he didn’t just pull every shaky breath from my lungs.Kai breaks the kiss, his chest rising heaving against mine, and rests his forehead to mine. “What are you smiling about? What’s on your mind?” he asks.I grin even wider like a damn fool. The kind of smile only a good orgasm can pull out of you.“You,” I whisper.His blue eyes turn a shade darker, a slow sm

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AVAI blink.This can’t be real.Maybe this is some twisted figment of my imagination. Maybe I’m still asleep. Maybe I never left my bed this morning and this is just a nightmare my brain decided to torture me with. Anything but this. This cannot be real.My gaze drops back to the phone in my trembling hand. I force myself to look again, stupidly hoping that the screen will show something different this time.But it doesn’t.The angle is clear. Too clear. Whoever filmed it wasn’t far away. They were close enough to capture everything — the way my body moves, the way Kai’s shoulders shift, the way I look completely lost in what we were doing.Heat crawls up my neck, but it’s not the good kind that is filled with desire. It’s suffocating. Shame. Panic. Terror.A thousand questions crash into each other inside my head. How long has this been out? Who recorded it? Who else has seen it? Is it everywhere? Has it already spread past school? Is it online?My throat tightens as the video keep

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KAII drop my phone on the table and turn my attention back to the first episode of Game of Thrones playing on the TV. It hasn’t even been a minute before my phone beeps again. I try to ignore it.Then it beeps again.And again.Then another one. And another. The notifications keep coming, one after the other.Fuck it.Imagine trying to watch your favorite show while the football team group chat is blowing up with messages.I could turn off the TV and check the chat. But not when Game of Thrones is on.I’ve watched this series more times than I can count. First time, second time, tenth time, it doesn’t matter. Somehow it always feels new. Like the story resets every time I press play.Watching my favorite shows is kind of a ritual for me. I do it when I’m in a good mood, when I feel good about myself.And today… I feel good.Even though watching my favorite characters get brutally murdered in Game of Thrones probably isn’t the healthiest way to celebrate that feeling.My phone beeps a

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AVAI gather my hair into a bun, my eyes fixed on my reflection in the mirror. I tilt my head to the side, studying how it looks pulled up.Oh no.Definitely not.I release the bun and watch the black strands spill over my shoulders. Much better. Hair down it is. I smooth it out with my fingers before lifting my gaze back to the mirror. The corners of my mouth curl into a smile at the woman staring back at me.“I look… gorgeous,” I mutter under my breath.My hands drift to the tiered ruffles of my dress as I turn slightly to the side, then to the other, checking how it falls over my body. My smile grows wider.How does Kai know exactly what would look good on me?The dress. The color. The style. Everything.He must’ve been paying attention long before we even started dating to know what would suit me like this.The burgundy gown fits like a second skin, hugging every curve and highlighting the small dip of my waist, then the fabric gathers in cascading ruffles from my waist all the

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AVAThe second Kai and I step inside the hotel ballroom, heads turn to glance at us.At first, I’m stunned. So stunned that my fingers tighten instinctively around his fingers where they’re laced together. My mind, being the traitor that it is, immediately drifts to the leaked video that was sent to my parents.What if it’s out? What if everyone has seen it? Maybe that’s why their eyes are glued to us.Because I can’t quite understand why everyone would be staring like this. It’s not like Kai and I being together is some shocking new development. The entire school already knows we've been together ever since I dumped their golden boy, Luke.“Are you okay?” Kai mutters beside me.I turn my head to look at him. His eyes are already on me, studying my face carefully.“I am,” I say.His hand slips from mine only so he can slide it around my waist, pulling me closer against his side.“Look at them.”I follow his gaze, glancing around the ballroom again.“They’re all staring because of h

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KAI “It’s time to announce this year’s Star Quarterback,” the head coach’s voice echoes through the ballroom, but it feels louder than that, like he’s standing right beside me, saying it straight into my ear. And the second those words leave his mouth, my heart stutters. Then it starts pounding. Hard. What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I suddenly wired with nerves like this? Like my heart is about to punch its way out of my chest? I shift in my seat, my eyes locked on the podium. The coach looks down at the paper in his hand, then leans closer to the university president beside him. They both look over it, murmuring something to each other that no one else can hear. The longer they take, the harder my heart pounds. This is new. This is a fucking new feeling for me. I don’t get nervous. Not like this. I’ve been playing football since high school. I’ve competed, trained and always been one of the best on the field. But I’ve never felt this. Never cared this much

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