The tennis court burned under the late afternoon sun, the score tied in the final set of the mixed-doubles exhibition match. Riley Bennett wiped sweat from her brow, her athletic body glistening, long, toned legs, firm ass and sports bra hugging her full breasts. At twenty-five, she was a rising star: fast, fierce, and competitive as hell.
Her opponent across the net was the problem. Jax Harlan. Cocky, arrogant, and devastatingly talented. His tall, powerfully built frame moved with predatory grace, broad shoulders, ripped arms, and abs visible through his damp shirt. They had history: years of rivalry in the amateur circuit, trading wins and barbed insults.
The final point came down to them. Riley smashed a forehand cross-court. Jax returned it with vicious power.
“Game, set, match”
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