Seduced by the Game by Catherine Gayle, Cassandra Carr, Toni Aleo, Jami Davenport, Cindy Carr, Nikki Worrell, Jaymee Jacobs, V. L. Locey, Bianca Sommerland, Lisa Hollett Page B

is
coming back here. He might go to Rachel’s.”
    “Oh yeah,” she said,
feeling dumb. She decided that she would text Rachel to take Grady back to
their dorm, because she wanted to be alone with Karson. “Okay, I’m coming
over.”
    “Sounds good, babe. See
you soon. Be careful.”
    “I will,” she promised as
she hung up and headed toward his frat house. It was on the other side of
campus. She hated the drive, but soon she was there, parking beside his car.
Hopping out, she bundled up in her jacket as she headed up the stairs to the
door. Opening it, she was greeted by some of his teammates. She smiled and
waved as she headed up to Karson’s room. His was on the third floor, the last
room on the right. Being the captain and co-captain, Karson and Grady got the
best room. It was basically a suite. It was so big, and Lacey was jealous every
time she came over, since her and Rachel’s room was the size of their closet.
    Knocking on the door, she
pushed it open when Karson said come in. In only a pair of shorts, he met her
at the door, kissing her softly on the lips. As they parted, Lacey found
herself breathless as she took in each ab and muscle in his chest. Her
boyfriend was gorgeous with clothes on, but it was easy to say she liked him
better without.
    “Missing a shirt, I see?”
    He laughed as he shrugged,
taking her jacket and throwing it on Grady’s bed. “I just got out of the shower
and didn’t feel like finding one.”
    “Oh,” she muttered as he
wrapped his arms around her, enveloping her in his scent and warmth. “Mmmm,”
she whispered, cuddling closer and holding on to him. She needed this. Needed
to feel him like this, especially after what had just happened with her dad.
    “How did it go at your
interview?”
    He shrugged. “Good, I
might end up going to Tampa. They like me a lot, and it would be fun to visit
Florida, right?”
    She grinned up at him.
“Yeah, it would be. I love the beach.”
    He smiled back before
saying, “I do, too. Never know though, we’ll see.”
    “I’m excited for you,” she
said. He kissed her softly on her jaw before nibbling down her neck.
    “I missed you,” he
whispered into her neck. “Did you have fun at your dad’s?”
    “Not really, but I don’t
want to talk about it.”
    “You sure?” he asked,
placing a kiss below her ear before pulling back to look into her eyes.
    She nodded, running her
hands up his back and then down. “I missed you.”
    His mouth curved into a
grin as he ran his nose along hers. He touched his lips to hers, his hands
sliding into the back pockets of her jeans as he deepened the kiss. Closing her
eyes, she moved her mouth with his and then slowly reached back to lock the
door. Pulling away, he eyed her as his grin grew.
    “You know that won’t keep
him out.”
    “I don’t care,” she
whispered as she returned her lips to his. She was ready for this. It was time,
and she wanted to share this moment with him. She wanted to take their relationship
to the next level. She loved and trusted him. Pulling away, she took his hand
in hers and led him to his bed. Karson’s eyes searched hers as she lowered
herself down and took in a deep breath, waiting for him to join her, but he
didn’t move.
    Running his hand through
his hair, he asked, “Are you sure, Lacey?”
    She slowly nodded. “Yeah,
don’t you want to?”
    “Fuck yeah, I do, I just
don’t want to rush you.”
    A smile pulled at her lips
as she hooked her finger at him. They had lain in his bed countless times,
watching TV and just fooling around, but this time was going to be different.
This time she was going to give him all of her and hope that he didn’t reject
her. Her heart was pounding and tears were gathering in her eyes, but she was
ready. She wanted him, needed to feel him in the most intimate way.
    “You’re not. Now come on,
make love to me.”
    That was all he needed to
hear because, within seconds, he was crawling on top of her, pressing his