Football Dick

You want to know about Rhoden Richards, do you?

Well, he's a d*ck. A big d*ck. He also has a…well, you know.

Plus, he's the star quarterback for the Arcata Adders, the pro football team that my father owns. At least he is for now. That showboater's threatening to blow the season for all of us with his outrageous behavior—both on and off the field. The women, the parties, ugh. Total a-hole.

Who am I, you ask? My name is Della Garland—body blogger, big girl, and the (reluctant) fiancee of the man my father wants to sell the team to. Um, I mean, I was. And then I met a sexy stranger at a masquerade party, found myself pregnant…and discovered Rhoden Richards was the father.

I can't decide if I'm the luckiest girl on earth…or totally screwed.

I mean, Rhoden's actually kind of a nice guy once you get to know him.

But my father and my fiance, they won't let me go without a fight—and a whole lot of threats.

Why don't you read my story and decide for yourself?

***This is a stand-alone novel with a happy ending and an outrageously sexy football player. If you like your naughty stories with a sprinkle of humor and a kick-butt heroine who falls for strong, confident alpha males, pick this one up and get ready to take a cold shower after!***

ALSO BY VIOLET BLAZE (and her pen name, CM Stunich)

-Stepbrother Inked (a bad boy romance about a hot tattoo artist)

-Stepbrother Thief (an alpha male romance about a sexy jewelry thief)

-Raw and Dirty (a smoldering British outlaw motorcycle club president)

-Kicked (by C.M. Stunich, a new adult football romance)

"FOOTBALL D*CK" EXCERPT

One of his hands slides along the side of my face, fingers tangling in my hair as he holds me against him, taking his time and savoring my mouth like he did at the masquerade party. It turns me on, the way he moves, slow and confident like he's got all the time in the world. Out here, in the gentle violence of the waves, my body shaking from the cold, it feels like we should rush our way through this—whatever this is. But we don't. Rhoden kisses me like we're in a black and white movie, all deep and romantic and sure, but also like he's hiding chili peppers under his tongue.

A hot tingling drags through me, warms me up and makes me forget all about the salty sting of the ocean. Behind the distant murmur and lap of water, the sound of the music drums out a steady, solid beat, relaxing my pounding heart to its rhythm.