"The way you looked at me..." Brielle trailed off, Jude expression softened, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I could tell you wanted me to fuck you right there in me car," he said with a little laugh. The words sent a jolt of electricity through her. "And I'd never regret that, Brielle," he continued his voice was low and husky, as he looked down at me. "In fact, it's all I've been thinking about all day, every day since."

Fem OC x Jude Bellingham In which Sylvia Morgan, a sharp-witted choreographer, and Jude Bellingham, a football prodigy, discover that they enjoy each other's company a little too much. "You're still as competitive as you were in school," Sylvia teased, crossing her arms. Jude smirked, leaning closer. "And you're still trying too hard to win against me." "Says the guy who just cheated to score a goal." "I call it strategy." "I call it unfair." "Fair's boring. Besides, I like seeing you this fired up." #2 classmates #3 fynn