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Play with Me Kristen Proby 17440K 2023-08-31

"Okay, so noted Co hall and through an enormous set of double doors that open up to a tunnel that leads up to the football field All of the stadiuhts are on It’s empty

"How…?"

"I called ahead while you were in the restroohts on for ht in the center of the fifty-yard line

"Wow," I whisper and look around the stadium "How many people can this seat?" I ask

"Sixty-seven thousand," he states like it’s no big thing, and I stare at him with an open mouth and wide eyes

"Holy shit"

"We sell out every weekend"

I knew that Yet, being here, right here, in thearound at the empty stadium seats, at the enormity of this place, just about knocks ht there, on the turf

"Are you okay?" he asks, his brow creasing orry and joins aze around the stadiue, singing in front of sixty-seven thousand people, rather than small little clubs around Seattle, or reception halls full of wedding guests If Leo hadn’tin places just like this one

"Meg?" Will’s worried voice pulls e fright either," Ithe play-offs," he replies and pushesme

"You’re a lot to take in, you know?" I ask hi down at this hands "I can be, yeah But remember, this is just what I do It’s only part of who I am"

"It’s important to you," I remind hi as I can remeers "Football got rades and stay out of trouble if I wanted to stay on the teauys I had soht e, and I worked my ass off there too"

He takes a deep breath and looks up, his eyes taking in the stadium, the scoreboard, the ads "This is all I ever wanted, and I was lucky enough to get here"

"This isn’t luck," I state firaze whips toyour ass off and earning it Ithere is to know about football, but I know that it’s not easy, and I know that I’m so very proud of you Not because of your contract, or the jersey you wear – which you look da what you always dreamed of How many of us can say that?"

His eyes soften as he cupshand and rubs his thuical lips overme back to lie on the turf He runs that hand down my face, over my breast, and rests it on ue searching and dancing Our breathing quickens, and dear God, I want hiazes down atus," he murmurs He kisses my forehead and then lies on his back besidehard

"I should tell you so," I whisper

"What?" I feel hiht sky above the brightly lit, empty stadium

"I want to suck your dick in your car"