Collision Course

Collision Course

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Star Wide Receiver and shameless party boy who has it all: money, fame, and women. Who would want anything else? Jaxon Taylor is the man every young boy aspires to be, and everything every grown woman wants to be with. He thrives off the feeling of one-night stands, loveless relationships, and no strings attached. That is, until the night of the first game of the season. A drunken night, he convinced himself meant nothing, but couldn't keep out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried. Reserved, and fiesty. Only looking at a night to cool off after intense volleyball conditioning, Melina Rios went out with some teammates, only to be separated not long after. One long and fun night, one she couldn't remember, later, and she's woken up wrapped up in a bed that's not hers, surrounded by a scent that she knows all too well. It can't be, or can it? What happens when a meaningless one-night stand becomes not so meaningless? What happens with the past catches up to the present?
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🔥🫦SMUT 🫦🔥 🖤⛓️Dark Themes⛓️🖤 🧍🧍🧍Reverse Harem/Gangbang🧍🧍🧍 I came to campus to pick up my boyfriend. Then the blizzard hit. Now I'm snowed in with six of his teammates-massive, sweaty, starved-for-touch basketball gods. It started with one: Jax, the 6'11" team captain with a quiet growl and hands big enough to hold me down like I asked for it. But it didn't end there. Elijah kissed me like he knew how I tasted. Marcus called me a good girl before I ever said yes. Diego, Rashad, and the others? They didn't ask-they watched. And when I didn't run? They took me. Bent. Spread. Used. All of them. Not because I was weak. But because I was ready. I'm not their teammate's girl anymore. I'm the toy they pass around at night. And God help me... I've never been this full.

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