Playing It Cool (Sydney Smoke Rugby)
““Well hellooo, mumma.” He nudged Dex. “Isn’t that Harper Nugent? No wonder you’ve been fumbling the ball.”
Dex turned, following Linc’s gaze, and almost swallowed his tongue. It was Harper. She was in a stunning red dress that hugged her figure like a glove. It also featured a diamond cutout over her chest, exposing most of a bra that consisted of a red satin half-cup and red satin ribboning that followed the rounded proportions of her upper breasts. To cap it off, there was a tantalising s...trip of ribbon running horizontally across the bared swells of her cleavage at about nipple level, dividing the exposed flesh into fascinating segments.
Her dark brown hair shone under the lights and swung loose and wavy over her shoulders and down her back. She was tall and curvy and stunning—Xena, red-carpet princess—and Dex stared unblinking for long moments.
Hell, every male with a pulse stared.
He wanted to kill them all.MoreLess
Dex turned, following Linc’s gaze, and almost swallowed his tongue. It was Harper. She was in a stunning red dress that hugged her figure like a glove. It also featured a diamond cutout over her chest, exposing most of a bra that consisted of a red satin half-cup and red satin ribboning that followed the rounded proportions of her upper breasts. To cap it off, there was a tantalising s...trip of ribbon running horizontally across the bared swells of her cleavage at about nipple level, dividing the exposed flesh into fascinating segments.
Her dark brown hair shone under the lights and swung loose and wavy over her shoulders and down her back. She was tall and curvy and stunning—Xena, red-carpet princess—and Dex stared unblinking for long moments.
Hell, every male with a pulse stared.
He wanted to kill them all.MoreLess
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