Chapter 4
“After that freak accident and the way she downed that first free-throw, I don’t think any of my teammates could bear to take the victory away from her,” joked Risa as her fingers stroked languidly up and down the sweat-dampened skin of Kirin’s slowly cooling chest. “We practically handed over that last rebound.”
With a hum of skepticism, Kirin clapped her playfully on the delicious round where her lower back filled out into hip and buttock. “How very noble of you, Number Three,” he intoned.
Though he was as dedicated to his bed partner as the moment dictated, he couldn’t stifle a flash of heat at the memory of Yoshimi’s exultant posture after opening her eyes to register the win. Her strategy had been risky and based purely on faith in her teammates, but it had paid off. With
