My Tight End
‘Kissing her body, I took her flesh between my teeth. Applying pressure, she groaned.’
Imagine meeting a boy who has everything you don’t want in a guy, but then he kisses you and it is the best feeling of your life.
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KENDALL’S PROBLEM: She hates football players. Can’t stand them. They made her life hell in high school and now that she’s at University, she never wants to be around one again.
NERO’S PROBLEM: He’s a football player who fell in love with Kendall the moment he saw her. And despite his small town charm, he knows that the only escape from his dark past is on a football field.
Things didn’t go well when they first met. They might not have spoken to each other again. But then Nero lost control of his demons and smashed up a car, and Kendall volunteered for a mentorship program helping kids.
She never thought the kid she would be helping would be the same gorgeous guy she can’t stop thinking about even though she knows she shouldn’t. And with no way out of it, what will she do when she learns what made Nero what he is? How will she help him? And, as she does, will he help her? Will both of them sacrifice for love?
If only things were so simple in this twisting story, crackling with sexual tension, and dark humor. For readers who love sports romances by Ilsa Madden-Mills and L. J. Shen.
“Did you want another drink?” Nero asked.
“I’m good. I’m still feeling the last one. But thank you,” I told him with a smile.
The two of us looked at each other. When Nero didn’t make a move, I did. Putting my hand on his thigh, I rubbed his leg.
“Did you want to head to bed?” I asked him.
“I guess.”
“Hey, how did your mattress feel?”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know. Mine was a little hard. Not bad or anything. I was just wondering how yours was.”
Nero stared at me for a second.
“Did you wanna see?”
“I guess for comparison,” I said unable to contain my smile.
“Then, let’s go,” Nero said getting up and taking my hand.
As we crossed the living room to the stairs, my heart thumped. There was no question what I wanted to happen next. I was in love with Nero. I wanted him to be my first. And approaching his bedroom, electricity danced across my skin with anticipation.
Flicking on the soft nightstand lights, we entered. Nero sat on the bed first.
“I don’t know. It feels pretty good to me. What do you think?”
I sat next to him allowing our arms to brush against one another.
“It’s nice,” I said suddenly at a loss for words.
“You know I like you, right?” Nero said leaning even closer. “I’ve never met anyone like you. When I think of you, I think about forever. I said I was falling in love with you, but it’s too late. I think I’m in love…”
That was when I kissed him. Throwing my legs around his waist I sat in his lap pushing my body against his. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I turned my attention to our kiss. Seeming thrown for a second, he quickly took control.
Pushing his fingers through my hair, he gripped and tugged. I loved it. Pressing his chest against mine, he parted our lips and pushed in his tongue. Finding mine, they danced. I lost myself in the sensation. Whipped away to another world all I could think about was what would happen next. Would he take me like I had always dreamed he would? Or would he break my heart again?
