For 24-year-old tennis player Naya Morgan, all that glittered certainly wasn't gold. In her relentless pursuit of victory, she had strayed far from the joy of simply playing the game she loved.
Naya's life takes an unexpected turn when she crosses p...
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Naya found herself in London for a new reason, away from the tennis court for the very first time. It was a rare opportunity for her to truly immerse herself in the city, a luxury she rarely enjoyed in her travels to various destinations to play.
As someone who had been personally invited by a Real Madrid player, she was given a suite in the same hotel as the team, the staff, and players' families, albeit her room was on another floor and situated on the other side of the grand building.
Although she had landed in London around the same time as Jude and his teammates earlier that day, the evening had set in and she was yet to see her friend.
A knock at the door pulled Naya away from the Bridgerton episode that played on the television, causing her to pause it and get up and answer the door.
Silently, Naya gestured for a topless Jude to enter her hotel room, a gentle smile playing on her lips. She closed the door once he was inside, without saying a single word.
"Were you sleeping when I called?" Jude asked as he watched Naya walk towards him, the oversized T-shirt she wore clinging to her skin.
"No, because I don't have a final in less than 48 hours," she smirked teasingly as Jude placed his hands on her hips, guiding her backwards to the bed. "I was up watching Bridgerton."
Jude chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I look better than every man on that show," he teased, pulling Naya closer to him.
Naya rolled her eyes playfully. "I'm not sure, because I'd let Simon do some unspeakable things to me." she defended, wrapping her arms around Jude's neck.
Jude's laughter filled the room as he leaned in closer to Naya, his breath warm against her skin. "Is that so? Have you forgotten all of the unspeakable things I've done to you?" He asked as his hands found her butt.
Naya's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink as she felt Jude's hands on her. She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his as she whispered, "No, I haven't forgotten."
Their playful banter was quickly replaced with a heated passion as they lost themselves in each other's embrace, the world outside the hotel room fading away as they focused only on each other.
Naya's arms around Jude's neck tightened as he lifted her in one swift motion, sitting down on the edge of the bed with naya in his lap.
Their kisses grew more urgent, their breaths mingling together in a dance of desire. Jude's hands roamed freely over Naya's body, igniting a fire within her that only he could quench. Naya melted into him, her heart racing with lust.
As they fell back onto the bed, their connection deepened, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the passion that consumed them, each touch sending shivers down their spines as they explored the depths of their desire for each other.
