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My eyes fall down his body, drawn to his groin as if I’ll see his cock again; hard and throbbing for me. I close them, embracing the darkness as I feel him drift closer.
“Ellie…”
Holy shit. I love the way he says that.
“… say you’ll stay. With me.”
His lips graze my cheek, angling close to my mouth but they never quite connect, leaving a hair’s distance between us.
This fucking guy. He’s baiting me and it’s working, but I don’t want to be just another notch in Junior Morgan’s dirty van floorboards.
The bitch of it is that I don’t want to leave either. I want that cock from earlier; the one I touched and fantasized about. I want to watch his tattooed body towering over me, thrusting me into oblivion while I cry out in blissful agony and a man like him knows exactly how to make that happen.
But I’ve spent my whole life as the daughter of a narcissistic womanizer. I won’t be taken advantage of one now.
I open my eyes and look into his, watching as his pupils twitch in anticipation of my response.
“Let’s go,” I say, shifting away from his touch and walking around the van to get into the passenger’s seat.
You want to fuck me, Junior Morgan?
You’re going to have to earn it first.
* * *
“Why are you here?”Junior asks me.
I glance over at him, wrinkling my brow. “What do you mean?”
“You’re a transfer student, right?” He takes his eyes off the road for a split second to look at me. “You’re new and you’re taking three-hundred level courses.”
“Ahh,” I nod. “Welcome to the glorious world of P.R. representatives.”
He pauses in confusion. “What?”
“When my dad decided he wanted to become a coach, his public relations guy told him he should revamp his entire image,” I explain. “That meant shifting away from his old, immature, manwhoring ways and embracing a more family-friendly lifestyle to gain good press when his new job went public.”
“What does that have to do with you?”
“Well, you can’t be family-friendly without a family,” I say. “He contacted me — or more accurately, his P.R. rep contacted me — and offered me a deal. If I came to live with him, pose nice for photos, and act the doting daughter, then Dad would continue paying for my education.”
Junior pauses, shifting his attentions back to the road ahead. “I guess that’s why he doesn’t want you involved with the team…”
“It could cause unnecessary drama, as he claims,” I confirm. Junior chuckles and I turn towards him. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” he says. “It’s just so strange that we’re talking about Cary Pierce right now. I have Cary Pierce’s daughter in my van.”
“Why is that strange?”
“I mean… he’s your dad, you’re used to knowing him. But me? I had a damn poster of the guy on my bedroom wall as a kid and now he’s my coach. It’s a bit… strange.”
I laugh. “I guess I get that.” I shift in my seat, leaning around to face him. “Why did you want to go out with me?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, most guys who ask me out just want to meet my dad,” I explain. “You’ve already met him.”
“I wanted to get to know you.”
