Claiming His Cheerleader (Forbidden Fantasies #51) Read Online S.E. Law

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Fantasies Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
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But then a satisfied smile creeps over my face because now, it’s time to put my plan into action. Brand Danner is coming over for some football, but little does he know, he’s going to get a piece of me instead.

3

Janie

Sunday.

I giggle as I bounce on the balls of my feet a few times, watching my reflection in the mirror as I preen. It took a lot of hard work, but this outfit is perfectly naughty, if I do say so myself.

Just an hour ago, I had been digging through my closet relentlessly in an effort to find the perfect outfit to wear today for my seduction of Brand. I’d been just about to give up when my eyes landed on a few articles of discarded clothing lying on the floor toward the back corner of my closet.

At first, I thought they were just old socks or something, but then my eyes went wide because it was my old cheer uniform from high school! I completely forgot that I still had it, but I’m glad I found it because it was always a sassy get-up. Even crazier, it still fit although I’ve put on twenty pounds since high school. Okay, correction: it’s scandalously tight now. My boobs are practically leaking out of the v-neck top and the skirt hardly goes past my ass. The red and blue stripes only highlight how voluptuous my curves are and as I bounce on the balls of my feet, my tits practically fly out. I flick my curls behind one shoulder. Perfect! I couldn’t have found a better outfit if I tried.

Plus, the longer I stare at myself in the mirror, the more I remember why I suffered through all those long cheer practices with that creepy coach and the annoying girls on the squad. This uniform made it worth it because my boyfriend at that time, Carlos, couldn’t keep his hands off me whenever he saw me wearing it. He ravished me again and again, in his car, under the bleachers, and even in the darkened chemistry room one time. It was scandalous but I loved every second.

Just as I reach down to readjust my skirt a little, the doorbell rings, and my heart starts racing. That must be Brand! It’s perfect timing because Jerry and my mom both left the house about thirty minutes ago, so we’ll be all alone.

God, I am so looking forward to this. I can hardly contain my excitement as I clatter down the stairs, and then stop breathlessly in the foyer. Okay. Time to make a good impression. I grab the red and white pom-poms that I’ve placed by the front door, and then swing the wooden slab open, beaming.

“Hey Brand,” I greet in an innocent tone. “Welcome to Casa Mulgrew! Three-Two-One-Touchdown!”

He looks startled.

“Um hi,” the large man growls, his eyebrows shooting up as he looks me up and down a few times and bites his lip. Brand is gorgeous as always with his wavy dark hair swept off of that high forehead, and that chiseled frame shown off in a gray T-shirt. Blue jeans hug his long legs and I have to force myself not to stare at the bulge at his crotch.

“Is Jerry home?” Brand asks in a casual tone, his sharp blue eyes peering around me. “We were going to watch football today.”

I laugh.

“Yes I know, and that’s what the cheerleading outfit’s for. Jerry stepped out for a moment to run an errand, but come on in,” I smile, turning to enter the house. Brand takes a deep breath and then steps inside, trailing me to the large den where we have the TV. He doesn’t sit down, instead choosing to stuff his hands into his pockets awkwardly.

“So do you know when Jerry’s coming back?” Brand asks. I put on a big smile and shoo him toward the couch with a sweet smile.

“I think pretty soon. I think he just stepped out to get some cheese dip or maybe salsa, but make yourself comfortable in the meantime. I’ll be right back.”

Then, I put the poms down and sashay into the kitchen to start collecting everything I need. A cold beer from the fridge is the first thing I grab, and then a large tray of food off the counter. Smiling, I make my way back into the living room and start setting out the spread. Somehow, I know Brand’s staring at my curves even though the pre-game’s already blaring on the big screen.

I take my time placing everything on the table. I wanted to impress him, so I made all kinds of finger foods, even though I doubt much of it will get eaten.

“Wow, that’s a lot,” the handsome man comments as I place mini hot dogs, a few different sliders, a five-layer dip, some chips and fries, and a few bowls of wings on the table. “You shouldn’t have, Janie. Jerry and I could have taken care of ourselves.”



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