Maddox

Lisa was already waiting in my driveway when I pulled up after practice. She sat on the hood of her car in an oversized hoodie and sweatpants, textbook spread out in front of her like the perfect innocent student. Something about seeing her focused and smart turned me on way more than it should have.

I slung my duffel bag over my shoulder, still shirtless and sweaty from practice, my training leggings clinging to my thighs and the thick outline of my cock. The second her eyes lifted and roamed over my bare chest and abs, they darkened with pure lust.

"Hey," I said, voice already low and rough....