Are professional sports just children’s games played by oversized
kids?
With an all-consuming focus Matthias Jessup has sacrificed his body in
pursuit of greatness. But while he’s enjoyed the spoils of being an elite
athlete, the physical punishment can only be held at bay for so long. He knows
his time is running out and he will have to face his future soon.
Sylvia Kinder is obsessed with Matthias' public image. But now that
her fantasy has walked into her life, could it possibly lead to a happy ending?
She worries if there's any place for her in his world, much less his heart.
Drawn to each other on a chance meeting, Matthias must look off the
court and discover the real world, while Sylvia will have to find the strength
of self to not become lost in a world she doesn’t understand. But those
who aren’t ready for a life after the game surround Matthias and are willing to
do anything to keep him on the court.
Excerpt #1 - Silly Girl by Michel Prince
Sylvia Kinder tingled with
heat as she watched Matthias Jessup’s body move with hard, calculated lunges
leading to only one conclusion…
“Yes!” she screamed,
thrusting her arms into the air.
“You want a beer?” her best
friend Leslie asked.
“No, I’m good.”
“It wasn’t that good of a
shot.”
“Yes it was. Do you have any
idea how hard it is to dribble into traffic and come out with a basket like
that?”
“Be honest, do you actually
climax when he scores? Because if that’s the case, then I understand why you
love the league’s leading scorer.”
“Only the trick shots,”
Sylvia chided her friend. “And he’s not in the lead right now.”
“You’re like a walking
sportscaster spouting useless information. I swear you could come up with a
stat about how often he takes a dump before a game and its direct correlation
to his ability to rebound.”
“Matthias doesn’t take dumps,
but he does average eleven point six rebounds a game so far this season.”
“He’s human, Sylvia.”
“If he’s human, I’m an
amoeba.”
Sylvia couldn’t explain why
Matthias Jessup had her undying love, but she’d followed him since he first hit
Sports Center at age sixteen. He had it all. Then he was still a little gangly,
but now he was tall and fit with the toned body of a god. His milk chocolate
skin was flawless. He always sported a perfectly shaved head and goatee; even his
street clothes were finely pressed.
She remembered the headlines.
“There’s a new MJ on the horizon. Check
this kid out. Matthias Jessup is a junior at Trinity High School in southern
Alabama. Images of the player flashed across the screen. Flying through the
air. Finishing an alley-oop. “After the
drafting of Kobe Bryant last year, and Kevin Garnett the year before, high
schools across the country have been forwarding their star players to the NBA.
But this MJ may be the heir apparent to take over when Michael Jordan steps
down from his throne.”
Excerpt #2 - Silly Girl by Michel Prince
Sitting in his chair, he
started up the game. The screen was split at four different angles as he
started his analysis. He could hear someone in the kitchen.
“Langston, grab me a fruit
punch.”
“Langston is in his
apartment.” Silly’s voice was slow and seductive, but Matthias wasn’t in the
mood.
“I need a second pair of eyes,
you up for it?” Matthias asked, not taking his focus off the screen.
“No,” Silly said, and
Matthias caught a flash out of the corner of his eye.
“Fine. I’ll see you in the
morning.”
“Not gonna happen.” She
walked in front of Matthias whose hand went up to push her out of the way.
“Matthias. Turn off the game.”
Matthias looked up at her.
She was only in the white and black striped button up shirt she’d been wearing
at the game. It ended an inch below her cat. That, and a pair of heels that had
to be at least four inches. The top five buttons of her shirt had been undone
showing a lace bra with her breasts fighting their way out.
“Silly, I need to review
this. I’m not in the mood.”
She didn’t move. In fact, she
stood right in front of him. Matthias reached for her hips and started to move
her to the side.
Bending over she looked him
in the eye.
“Matthias, did you know that
when you lose, it takes two more games for you to get a win?”
“What are you talking about?”
Silly got on her knees before
him and bit at her bottom lip. He looked back at the screen.
“Look at that. Carmichael
isn’t running the zone. What the hell is he…Silly.”
Her fingers pulled on his
belt as she slowly unzipped his pants.
“I appreciate it, but I have
a method.”
“It doesn’t work.”
It was then he noticed a pink
shine on her lips catching the light.
“You will lose the next two
games if you review this tape now.” Her voice was soft and slow. Then her hand
reached for his cock, which hardened from her touch. “I propose that you watch
this all day tomorrow. When you’re running. While you eat breakfast. But right
now, you need to try something different. Let me help you clear your head and
separate from the game. If not this playoff is going to end up being a seven
game series and your knees need the rest, you can earn from winning in five.”
Her lips parted as she took
him into her mouth. The warmth surrounded his hardness as she started to suck.
He tried in vain to focus on one of the sections of the screen as she took long
pulls on his manhood.
“Silly…” He tried to stop
her, but her finger found his lips. Drawing it into his mouth he let his tongue
take over. Silly’s lips rode up and down his shaft as her hand glided along.
His fingers tangled in her beautiful dark brown hair.
“I need…” She sucked harder
letting her tongue glide around the top of him, and he was done. The remote
fell to the ground. He could always rewind that part. As she pulled he turned
his head to watch the beauty of her taking him on like this.
Why did she wait until today
to go down on him? Seriously, all these months and she chose today to rock his
world. She was too skilled to have never done this before.
His free hand curled into a
fist as Silly increased her speed and pressure.
Matthias was in love with
her. Looking down her back the sight of the curve of her ass in those heels was
enough to make his balls tighten and he knew he was about to come. Silly pulled
away and let her tongue spin around his tip, then lightly kiss it. She left him
on the edge.
His cock throbbed as he
looked at her.
“I’m not stupid. You follow
me into the bedroom and I’ll finish that.” She put her hands on the armrests
and pushed up. Walking slowly he could hear the click of her heels. Frustrated,
he looked at the screen with the game still running on it. “Or you could fuck
me like I stole something.”
About the Author:
Michel
Prince is an author who graduated with a bachelor degree in History and
Political Science. Michel writes young adult and adult paranormal romance as
well as contemporary romance. With characters yelling "It's my turn damn
it!!!" She tries to explain to them that alas, she can only type a hundred
and twenty words a minute and they will have wait their turn. She knows
eventually they find their way out of her head and to her fingertips and she
looks forward to sharing them with you. When Michel can suppress the voices in
her head she can be found at a scouting event or cheering for her son in a
variety of sports. She would like to thank her family for always being in her
corner and especially her husband for supporting her every dream and never
letting her give up. Michel has been awarded Elite Status with Rebel Ink Press
for 2013, is a Pro member of RWA and Midwest Fiction Writers. She lives in the
Twin Cities with her husband, son, cat and new puppy
Check out Michel at the following links and purchase Silly Girl
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