Off the Field: Bad Boy Sports Romance Read Online Free

perfectly. Her pussy clenched tightly around my hardness as I pushed in and out a few more times.
    “That was so good,” she said, trying to catch her breath.
    “Fuck,” I said, speechless.
    She giggled. We cuddled. Life became better as with each passing day our love for each other grew stronger. We made each other happy, sad, and all the other emotions that make us human. No matter what happened, I could never say I wasn’t happy I had taken a chance and gotten into a relationship with my stepsister.

Touch Where?

 
     
     
     
     
     
    I sat on the porch swing and stared out into the front yard. After only two days home for summer break, I was bored as hell. My Junior year had gone fairly well, and I was looking forward to my Senior year, but I had to somehow get through the next couple of months with the parents. After so much freedom at college, I wasn't adjusting well to having them all up in my business.
    “What's up?” Josh, my stepbrother, asked as he walked up on the porch.
    He was shirtless, as usual, and his muscles glistened in the sun. His skin continued to shine once he was on the porch and in the shade. He had an amazing body. I looked up at him and smiled.
    “Not much. The usual. Where you been?”
    “Out playing football.”
    “You win?”
    “Of course.”
    “Take me with you next time, please?” I begged.
    “And have all my buddies hitting on you? Yeah, right.”
    He laughed then opened the screen door and went inside. As it swung shut, I looked back out at the yard. After three years of college, I finally realized that Josh was one of the good guys. He wasn't seeing anyone, which made me curious. With such a hot body and a kind, giving attitude, he should have women crawling over him. Why was he saving himself?
     
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    The next morning, I got up early and put on the sexiest football clothes I could find. I even used some makeup as warpaint on my face. My jersey, which had been cut to barely cover my breasts, had the number sixty nine prominently displayed. I had to get out of the house without my parents seeing how I was dressed, but it would be worth it when I saw Josh's face.
    “What the hell, Lissa.”
    “I told you I want to play football with you.”
    “Dressed like that?” he gasped as we stood in the front yard.
    “You don't like?”
    I twirled around to give him a better view. He shook his head then started walking away, knowing he couldn't do anything to stop me. As I walked behind him, not trying to catch up, I couldn't help looking at his ass. It was so tight. I felt a little dirty because he was my stepbrother, but he was really the best guy I'd ever met in my life.
    “No flirting with the guys,” he said as we walked.
    “What, are you jealous?” I teased.
    “Don't be gross. You're my sister.”
    “Stepsister,” I reminded him.
    “Still...”
    “You don't think I'm cute?”
    Before he answered, we made it to the field. Some of the guys started to whistle and hoot until they saw that Josh was pissed off. Around a dozen guys, half with shirts off already, were standing in a group as we walked over. One of them tossed me a football, which I caught without a problem. I actually knew quite a bit about the game and how to play.
    “What's she doing here?” Jerry asked.
    “I'm playing.”
    “Until you get tackled, right?”
    “We're playing touch football today,” Josh said, then added. “She's on shirts.”
    The guys all groaned at the news I wouldn't be taking my top off, which made me smile and bounce a little so my tits jiggled under my tight shirt. Josh glared at me, but I was going to have some fun. After the first play, I realized they weren't playing around, and I got serious about the game. My plan hadn't included getting sweaty, but all I cared about was making sure my team won.
    Josh was on the skins team, so I really wanted to beat him. I was already smarter than him, so it would feel good to be better than him at something he loved like