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For the love of God, do not ever include my daughter in the same sentence as your sexcapades ever again.
Maverick
lol. Like you’re not going to fuck in the back of your car or something.
Me
Or something.
I’ll swing by later.
Maverick
??? What does that mean?
Dallas?
Goddamit I hate you.
Kidding. Love u very much. Go wild, kids.
“Thanks,” I say, returning her phone to her, and I give Maven’s arm a tug. “Let’s go. We have to move quick.”
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
I can’t bring her with me into the locker room through the front entrance, so I veer left to a small hallway off the tunnel. It’s a hidden corridor no one ever uses, and I’m glad to find it empty. I punch in the code for the door to the right, and hold it open with my foot.
“Get in,” I say, and give her a gentle push forward.
“Dallas,” Maven hisses. “I’m not allowed to be in here.”
I take her hand and lead her through the back part of the locker room. I crane my neck to make sure no one is following us, and I shrug. “Don’t give a shit.”
“Are there cameras in here?”
“No.” I tug her into the shower room. I take the stall closest to the exit and pull the curtain closed behind us. “What do you say, sunshine? Do you feel like being a little crazy with me?”
“This is why you were blushing. I told you I wanted you to lose your mind with me, Dallas. Of course I feel like being a little crazy with you.” She grins, and it’s a wonderful fucking sight.
“Here, give me your camera. I’m going to hide it in my duffle bag so it doesn’t get ruined.” I look out the curtain and see that the coast is clear. “Wait here.”
I hustle through the locker room and carefully shove the camera in my bag. I hide it behind the rest of my stuff so you can’t tell what it is, and I make it back to the showers just as the first wave of my teammates start to file in.
When I get to the stall, Maven is standing there naked. Her clothes are in a ball on the small bench and her hands are on her chest, running down her body.
“Thought I’d get a head start,” she says roughly, and I groan at the sight of her.
“Fucking beautiful,” I grind out. I pull my jersey over my head and toss it on the ground. Fuck if it gets wet. “Touch yourself while you wait for me to catch up.”
She licks her lips and spreads her legs. Her palm moves down her stomach in the slowest motion I’ve ever seen.
“Like this?” she asks innocently, and I think I rip my compression shorts in half when she slides a finger inside herself and moans.
“Just like that,” I say, and I lift her up. I reach behind her and turn on the water before backing her against the wall. “You’re wet already, aren’t you?”
“Your football uniform really does something for me.” She brings her finger to my mouth and traces my lips. “Do you want a taste?”
