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“Jesus, already?”

“And he’s been threatening me with them. Among other things.” I feel like a child telling on the schoolyard bully.

“What things?” he asks.

“I plead the fifth. I just wanted you to know photos exist.”

“When did he get them?”

“End of March.”

“Well over two months ago? And he hasn’t used them yet?” he asks.

“I think he gets off on using them to threaten me,” I admit. “I don’t want him to know you know. Let me handle it.”

He nods. “Fine. But I’ll keep an eye on him. Just be careful, Jolene. I mean it.”

I nod. “I will.”

He lets out a heavy sigh before he walks out of the room, and I’m not sure whether it was a smart move or a dumb one to admit what’s been going on.

I guess there’s no turning back now.

CHAPTER 4: LINCOLN

“Yes, yes, yes!” she whispers.

She has to whisper. She’s in my office, her legs in the air and her back on the little round table in the corner as I bang into her. I wish I’d had the foresight to take her out of her dress so I could watch her tits bounce, but we scrambled to get to this moment as it is.

“Fuck,” I murmur as I come into her. It’s a long, hard climax a couple weeks in the making, and I drop down to press my lips to hers as my body wrings itself out into her.

We’ve barely had time for each other, but there was a press conference earlier and she asked me for an exclusive afterward, so here we are.

She’s definitely getting exclusive treatment.

I straighten to brush my fingertips along her clit after my body stops pulsing into hers, but I don’t pull out quite yet.

And that sends her straight into the orgasm she needs, too.

God, it’s fucking hot to watch her face as she comes.

Her eyelids are heavy as she moans my name, and she snags her bottom lip between her teeth as the climax plows into her. Her legs wrap around my midsection as I continue to fuck her slowly, and her back arches off the table as she comes.

She lets out a soft little sigh when it’s all over, and eventually I have to pull out of her. I slide her panties back up her legs.

“Always happy to share an exclusive with you, Ms. Bailey,” I say with a wink, and she giggles as she pulls her clothes back into place.

“I really should probably ask you a few questions. Are you ready for the rest of this week’s OTAs?”

I grab a tissue to clean off my dick and head to my private bathroom while we talk. “I’m ready. I can’t wait to get a feel for the energy and vibe this team will have going into our new season.”

“What are you going to do with your four hours Thursday and Friday?” she asks.

“Well, I finally get to be out there with my players again, so we’ll run some drills and start getting a feel for how each position works together.” I emerge from the bathroom and perch on the edge of my desk.

She asks me a few more questions for good measure, things that weren’t already covered in the press conference, and then she eyes me a little nervously.

“What?” I ask.

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