The Nerd Who Stole The Quarterback (Astra and Zayne) novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

ZANE

I couldn’t tear my eyes off that fucking slit.

The emerald green dress clung to every curve like it was made for her, but that long, daring slit running up her thigh was pure sin. Every single step she took made the fabric part, revealing smooth, thick, juicy thighs that I wanted to sink my teeth, into and mark until she was bruised and whimpering my name.

I wanted to drop to my knees right there, push that dress higher, and bite the soft flesh until she cried.

Mom was still talking excitedly, rallying the twins for bed. She gently picked up a sleepy Lucas, kissing his forehead.

“Come on, boys. Bedtime.”

Mason yawned and followed her upstairs.

The second they disappeared from sight, Astra started gathering the other dresses and accessories, folding them neatly.

I watched her like a starving wolf.

Every step she took made that slit open wider, showing more of those plush, creamy thighs. The way they jiggled softly with her movement had my cock throbbing painfully against my sweatpants.

She had no idea what she was doing to me.

Or maybe she did, and the little tease was enjoying it.

I moved before I could stop myself.

I closed the distance and backed her against the nearest wall, one hand slamming beside her head. My other hand immediately slid through the slit, gripping her thick thigh, fingers digging into the soft, warm flesh.

Astra gasped sharply.

“Zane, what are you…”

“Every time you walk in this dress,” I bit out, “this fucking slit opens up like it’s begging me to spread your legs and bury my face between them.”

She shivered violently, breath hitching.

My fingers squeezed harder, kneading the juicy flesh of her thigh.

Her knees buckled and I caught her easily.

“Zane… please,” she whimpered, eyes darting nervously toward the stairs. “Your mom and the twins…”

“Are upstairs,” I cut her off, grinding slowly against her. “And right now, I don’t give a fuck.”

I leaned in and bit the side of her neck, sucking hard enough to leave another mark before soothing it with my tongue.

“Tomorrow.” I growled against her skin. “After tutoring… I’m not stopping at just touching you, Trouble. I might to…” I trailed off and stepped back suddenly, leaving her flushed, trembling, and pressed against the wall.

“Sleep well,”

Chapter 69

I stepped back, waiting, eyes dragging slowly down her body.

Because whether she liked it or not…

Today, the entire school was going to see exactly who she belonged to.

She hesitated for a long second, then whispered, “Okay…”

She waited, clearly expecting me to leave.

I raised an eyebrow.

“What are you waiting for?”

Her face turned scarlet.

“I… I can’t wear it in front of you,” she stammered.

I smirked, far too pleased with myself.

“I’ll look away.”

I turned my back to her, arms crossed, a satisfied smile on my face.

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I heard the rustling, the soft sound of her unbuttoning her uniform shirt, the fabric sliding off her shoulders. My imagination ran wild, picturing her body, the way her skin would look in the morning light.

A minute later, her shy voice came.

“You… you can turn around now.”

I turned.

Fuck.

The oversized navy and gold jersey absolutely swallowed her. The hem fell almost to mid-thigh, almost covering her school skirt completely. The shoulders were way too big, slipping down one side and exposing smooth skin and the strap of her bra. Her long golden hair spilled over one shoulder, and the way the jersey hung on her full figure, loose but still hinting at every curve, was impossible to ignore.

She looked like she was wearing me.

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