If I wasn’t her student, it would be
Title: Game On
Author: S.C. Daiko
Genre: Contemporary, YA, Sports romance
If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
RYAN
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to play professional rugby.
I lived and breathed it
until I met Beth.
She’s beautiful, sweet, and so incredibly sexy . . .
but she’s out of bounds.
Beth wants me, I know she does, and I want her.
If I wasn’t her student it would be game on.
BETH
There was only one thing I wanted in life:
to be a good teacher.
And I was
until I met Ryan.
He held me against his hard body on a hot Ibiza night,
and I lost myself to him.
Six months later, he’s in my Spanish class…
what I feel for him is totally against the rules.
Soon rugby isn’t the only game Ryan is playing.
But when his past catches up with him, and everything starts to go wrong . . .
will it be game over for the two of us?
Warning 1: Game On is about a super-fit young rugby player who has the hots for his sexy Spanish teacher.
Warning 2: Game On might melt your panties. Proceed with caution. Readers aged 18+ only.
Warning 3: Game On is filled with feels, angst, and off-the-chart chemistry. A taboo relationship, a black moment, and then a happy ending. Enjoy!
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The music takes me away, the throbbing bass rhythm carrying me into a whirlpool of movement; I sway my hips, arms crossed above my head. I’ve drunk too much but what the hell… I’m having fun. Moving my ass in time to the beat, I head back to the table and take another sip of vodka lemon, trying to act as if this is what I do every Saturday night. The drink burns its way down to my belly, and stokes my excitement.
Megan, my bestie and the bride-to-be, grins at me from where she’s sprawled on the corner sofa of the nightclub. “You okay, my lovely?”
“Having a blast,” I say, giving her a high-five.
We’re here on the party island of Ibiza for her hen weekend… me, my twin sister Sophie (who’s not drinking as she’s trying for a baby) and Meg’s sister, Lowri, who’s had more than Meg and I combined. Lowri shoots me a tipsy look. “You’re such an amazing dancer,” she slurs.
Dance is my exercise of choice, and I love it. I grab her hand and pull her onto the floor, spinning her around while I shimmy to the sound, tossing my hair back from my face. “Oh God,” Lowri squeals, and her face turns green, “I think I’m gonna be sick.”
“Oops,” I lead her back to the chair she just vacated. “Put your head between your knees, sweetie, and I’ll fetch you a glass of water.”
Fifteen minutes later, I’m back on the dance floor, having left the recovering Lowri with Meg and Soph. I’m lost in my own world, a world of music and movement. All around me, people are caught up in the buzz of the rave, a mosh-pit of gyrating bodies high on hedonism. Dutch house bounces off the walls, the floor vibrates beneath my feet, and lights strobe across the ceiling.
I smell him before I see him, a mix of musky male sweat and woody cologne. He towers over my five foot six frame, broad shoulders, slim waist, and absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. I’m not wearing my glasses, and his denim-blue eyes clash with mine. He smiles, his teeth flashing white in a tanned face. “Hola,” he smirks, and it’s a smirk full of promise. “Cómo te llamas?“
“Beth,” I shout to be heard above the high-volume music.
“English?”
I nod as he steps forward to grasp my hips with strong hands. We sway together and I feel his hardness pushing against my tummy. My head tucks under his chin and I breathe him in. It’s been too long since I felt the pleasure of a man…
No need to ask his name. He’s almost certainly a local and I doubt I’ll meet him again. I’ll just enjoy this for what it is: a brief encounter. I’m so turned on; I can feel my knickers sticking to me under my party dress.
His hot breath tickles my earlobe as he bends his head to nuzzle my neck. And then he’s kissing me, his lips warm and filled with lust, his tongue chasing mine. “Come, princesa,” he breaks away and tugs on my hand. “Let’s find somewhere quieter.”
The sensible voice in my head tells me not to be stupid. That I don’t have one-night stands. Never have. Never thought I would. But the past three years have taken their toll, and I’m fed up with listening to sensible Beth. Just this once. What harm can it do? I’ll make sure we use protection…
The cool night air is a relief from the sweaty heat of the club. We stagger through the fire escape and into an alleyway, where he picks me up as if I weigh nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist; he presses me against the brick wall under a street light and kisses me again, harder this time, sucking my lower lip into his mouth before biting down on it and making me yelp with delight. His hands palm my needy tits, and I feel my nipples peak. Sweet Jesus, I’m so wet I could come right now.
“So, princesa,” he breathes, “you staying on the island long?” His voice is deep and melodic, but it doesn’t sound Spanish. It sounds… Welsh. No, that can’t be right. I must be in an alcohol-induced fog.
“Just for the weekend,” I manage to say between panting breaths. I run my hands over his ripped abs. God, he’s hot. I lean my weight into the wall and brace myself.
He pulls at my knickers, his fingers delving, testing. “Gonna fuck you, princesa. Is that what you want?”
“Oh, yes, fuck me, please,” I groan.
He reaches into his pocket and withdraws a foil packet, ripping it open with his teeth.
But a shout echoes down the passageway and a skinny young man comes running up to us. He holds out a cell phone, and gives it to my Ibizan (as I’ll think of him for the next six months). It’s then that I notice the tattoo of a scorpion on his hand… it burns its way into my memory like a branding iron, its tail raised ready to sting. I shiver to myself.
He puts me down and holds the phone to his ear, his blue eyes meeting mine. “I’m sorry, Beth,” he says, pocketing the device, “there’s been some trouble at home.” He pauses. “Really nice meeting you, but I have to go.” He kisses me briefly on the forehead, and I notice the regret in his expression.
“It’s okay,” I say, even though it isn’t. I was burning up for him. “Hope you get the trouble sorted.”
“Me too,” he gives a hollow laugh.
I watch him stride away from me, and sensible Beth’s voice in my head tells me I’ve had a lucky escape. Six months later, I learn she couldn’t have been more wrong.
Renee’s 4 Star Review:
I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review for Stephanie’s Book Reports.
Ryan has only ever wanted on thing in life. To play professional rugby. He loved and breathed it until he met Beth. She’s is everything he’s ever wanted snd he knows she feel the same about him. However Ryan is Beth’s student. It’s beyond against the rules for them to have a relationship. Soon too Ryan’s last will catch up with him and. Instead of game on it could be game over.
This is a student/teacher romance and I thought it was a really sweet story of how soul mates can overcome anything it takes to be tougher. Ryan is running from a danger to his mother so the whole story has this element of is the danger going to catch up with them Beth and Ryan don’t fall in love under the best circumstances but I loved their connection. Their chemistry is off the charts.
Grab Game On. Buckle up and enjoy the ride.
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review for Stephanie’s Book Reports.
**Carla’s Four Star Review
Ryan is a young man who knows exactly what he wants out of life. He wants to play professional rugby, keep his family safe, and have the occasional one night stand. However, those goals change slightly after meeting the beautiful Beth. He just can’t get her out of his mind.
Fast forward six months.
After moving to the UK, Ryan is attending his new school, and imagine his surprise when the woman he has been pining over turns out to be one of his teachers. Beth is a dedicated teacher who loves to use her gift of teaching to enrich young minds. She has always been super professional, but the day Ryan walks into her classroom, the lines between professional/personal start to blur. As Beth gives into temptation, it doesn’t take long for these two to fall head over heels in love. As if trying to keep their relationship under wraps is not enough, a threat from Ryan’s past reemerges placing everyone around him in danger.
I really enjoyed this book! It is a great teacher/student romance, but what makes it an even better read is the element of danger it contains. If the off the charts chemistry between Ryan and Beth doesn’t get your motor revving , the danger and suspense is sure to! My advice? Add this book to your TBR list right now! Trust me, this is one of those books you don’t want to miss out on!!
S C Daiko is a romance junkie who loves writing about strong heroines and hot alpha males. Her stories are sexy and emotional reads. Originally from the UK, she now lives in Italy with her husband and two cats. Nothing makes her happier than connecting with readers and fellow authors.
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