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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Make love to me when my days look low Pull me in close and don't let me go Make love to me, so when the world's at war Let our love heal us all, help me let down my guard.
~ 1+1 by Beyonce
"Sex with you stopped being 'just sex' pretty early on," Naya said with a blush, scoffing as a cocky smirk took over Jude's face.
"I know it did, I was just waiting on you." He winked as he pulled Naya's body, clad in only the shirt he wore under his team suit earlier that day into him.
Although Naya would support him regardless, she was still learning about football and the way in which Jude's season worked.
She had flown to Warsaw to watch him in his first game of the season, which, much to Naya's surprise, was an actual cup final.
His hands roamed over her bare skin, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't deny. Naya's heart raced as she leaned in, capturing him in a passionate kiss.
"What else do you know?" Naya smirked against his lips.
"I know that even though you love trying new things and are open to letting me explore your body, you love deep penetration and eye contact over anything else," Jude spoke huskily into Naya's ear as his fingers worked on removing his button-up shirt from her body.
"Do I?" Naya smirked knowingly as their eyes met.
Jude chuckled softly, the sound sending shivers down Naya's spine. "Oh, you definitely do," he replied, his voice a low rumble. As he finally slid the shirt off her shoulders, his gaze locked with hers, a silent promise of the passion that was to come.
"What else do you know?" Naya asked in amusement.
Jude's lips curled into a mischievous smile as he leaned in closer to Naya, his warm breath grazing her skin. "I know even if you are unsure how much more you can take, you're still willing to try for me," he murmured, his hands skimming down her sides, causing a shiver to run through her.
