Tackled: A Sports Romance by Sabrina Paige Page B

scattering.
    "Always," I answer, my hand cupping her breast. I slide a finger inside her bra, and she grinds her hips against me like a reflex, something she can't control. A whimper escapes her lips as her nipple hardens to my touch.
    I want to see her nipples. I don't think I've ever wanted to see anything so bad in my life.
    "Colton, this totally against the rules," she whispers as I unhook her bra.
    "You sure?" I ask, palming her breast with one hand as I hold her against me with the other. My cock is throbbing its approval.
    "No," she confesses, her voice breathy.
    I bend down and flick my tongue lightly over her nipple. Her hands come to my head, and she grips me tightly against her breast. I cover her with my mouth, my tongue swirling around in circles as her breath gets shorter and shorter.
    Hell, I think she might come just from this.
    "No?" I ask, when I come up for breath.
    She shakes her head and looks at me, her chest rising and falling quickly. "I could lose everything," she whispers. "I... don't want to lose everything."
    I'm not sure whether she's talking about the tutoring position or her virginity. My cock presses against my zipper, so hard that I think it's going to explode, but then I look at her, standing here with her breath short and her shirt torn open, and I think about the fact that she's a virgin. In that split second, guilt washes over me.
    I don't fuck virgins. I fuck girls who have lots of experience, girls who are just up for a good time. Casual sex is my game. I've craved Cassie since I first saw her. I already know that if I taste her once, I'm going to want more.
    I only hesitate for a second, but she clears her throat, pulling the strap of her bra up onto her shoulder. "I…" she starts, her voice faltering. "This… um. I can't do this."
    She hooks her bra and slides back into her shirt, holding the front closed with one hand.
    "Your shirt," I say. "Shit. Hang on." I dig through my bag and grab a spare t-shirt. "I keep a change of clothes just in case."
    "Just in case you rip off a girl's shirt?" she asks, taking it from me.
    "Funny," I say. "That's the first time I've torn the buttons off a girl's shirt."
    "Somehow, I doubt that," she mutters softly. "I'm going to look like I'm doing the walk of shame out of here. This t-shirt is huge."
    The t-shirt hangs on her, far too large to fit her. Shit, I like the way she looks wearing it. I can see her lying on my bed in it.
    “It fits perfectly,” I say.
    She gives me a weird look as she ties the corner of the shirt into a knot, bunching up the material tightly around her waist. "I… should go. I… um, I'll see you later. Or next time. Maybe. I don't know."
    Shit. Now she's talking like she doesn't want to tutor me anymore. Way to royally fuck things up, Colton.
    She pauses with her hand on the doorknob, then turns to look at me. "You didn't tell me what you got on your test," she says.
    "I got an A."
    Cassie nods, an expression of something I can't place flitting across her face. She opens the door. "I see,” she says. “So you came to collect.”
    "No, that's not it at all – " I start, but she holds her hand up.
    "I should go."

14

Cassie
    " S hut the fuck up ," Sable says before I even speak, looking up from the sofa. "That's his shirt!"
    "Don't say anything," I warn her. "I already had to sneak out of the athletic center wearing it. I'm not at all in the mood."
    "Did you do it?" she asks anyway. "Did you lose it? Was it good? You have to tell me, you know."
    "I don't want to talk about it." I blow through the living room and down the hallway to my room. I close the door to my room behind me with force, then lock it and sink against it.
    A small knock makes the door makes the door vibrate at my back. "Cass," comes Sable soft voice. "Nothing… bad happened, did it?"
    Bad? Only the fact that Colton King kissed me. And ripped off my shirt.
    And made me so horny that I'm still throbbing, even now.
    "No," I tell her
    "Because if he… you