Fourth And Long Tackled By Love Book 4 – Quinn Ward (1)

Inside me.” The words came out rough, his cheeks flushed. “I want to feel you.” I kissed him hard, then made myself pull away. Nightstand drawer. Condoms, lube— I’d bought them weeks ago, shoved them behind old notebooks, tried not to think about what I was hoping for. My hands shook as I got the bottle open.

“Breathe,” Tanner said, watching me. “I’m the virgin here.” “Doesn’t mean I’m not nervous.” His expression softened. “I know.” I settled between his legs and slicked my fingers. “Tell me if anything hurts.” “I will.” I pressed one finger inside, felt him tense, then relax. His eyes fluttered closed. “More,” he managed. I gave him more. Worked him open with patience I didn’t know I had, watching his face for pain and finding only desire.

When I crooked my fingers, searching, he nearly came off the bed. “There—” His voice shattered. “Right there, don’t stop⁠—” I didn’t stop. Kept working that spot, adding a third finger, feeling him stretch and relax around me. He whimpered—pain at first, then something else entirely, his expression going slack with pleasure. “Please.” The word was wrecked. “Seth, I need⁠—” Rolling on the condom took too long. My hands wouldn’t cooperate. Tanner watched me with heavy eyes, one hand wrapped around himself, stroking slowly.

“Hurry up.” “Patience.” “Fuck patience.” I lined up and pushed in, inch by inch. His breath caught, held, then released on a moan that made me clench my jaw to keep from losing it. He was tight, hot, perfect. “Okay?” I managed. “Move.” His legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper. “Please move.” I moved. We found our rhythm—deep strokes that made him gasp, then faster when he begged for more. The bed frame knocked against the wall. I didn’t care. Couldn’t care about anything except the way he looked underneath me—head thrown back, my name spilling from his mouth between ragged breaths.

“Touch yourself,” I said. “I want to watch.” His hand flew to his cock, stroking fast. I drove into him harder, felt him clench around me, felt my own release building. “Close—” His voice broke. “I’m so close⁠—” “Come for me.” He came with a shout, his body clamping down, cum spilling over his fist. The pressure pulled me over the edge. I buried myself deep and let go, pleasure whiting out everything until I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but hold on to him.

After, we lay tangled in sweaty sheets, both of us gasping. I was still inside him, softening, neither of us willing to break the connection. “Wow,” he said. “Yeah.” “We should do that again.” “Give me twenty minutes.” He laughed, and I felt it everywhere. Later—much later—we lay in the dark with the sheets kicked to the foot of the bed. Tanner’s head rested on my chest, his fingers tracing patterns I couldn’t decipher.

“I submitted my applications,” he said. “All of them. Wilmington’s my top choice.”

Copyright © 2026 by Quinn Ward Cover by Cover Me, Darling, LLC Cover Image by Paul Henry Serres Editing by Abbie Nicole All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS 1. Tanner 2. Seth 3. Tanner 4. Seth 5. Tanner 6. Seth 7.

Tanner 8. Seth 9. Tanner 10. Seth 11. Tanner 12. Seth 13. Tanner 14. Seth 15. Tanner 16. Seth 17. Tanner 18. Seth 19. Tanner 20. Seth 21. Tanner 22. Seth 23. Tanner A Note From Quinn About Quinn Ward OceanofPDF.com 1 TANNER The apartment door clicked shut behind Seth, and about thirty seconds passed before the silence became unbearable. I grabbed my controller off the coffee table and shoved the noise- canceling headphones over my ears. The gaming laptop was already open, logged in, and waiting for me to disappear into something that had nothing to do with Saturday afternoons in Alabama.

“Hey Tanner, you sure you don’t want to come to the game?” Seth had asked at breakfast, standing in the kitchen doorway in his Gray Wolves warm-up gear. His duffel bag sat by the door, cleats tied to the outside strap the way every football player did. Like some kind of uniform code I’d never understood. I’d kept my eyes on my screen. “I’ve got lab work.” “On a Saturday?” “Deadlines don’t care what day it is.” He’d hesitated in a way I was still getting used to.

We’d been roommates since the end of summer, long enough to figure out whose shelf was whose in the fridge, but not long enough for me to predict what he’d do next. “All right,” he’d said finally. “See you tonight.” That had been enough. Seth didn’t push. Didn’t try to convince me or drag me into something I’d made clear I couldn’t handle.

He just nodded and left. Now the apartment felt too big and too quiet despite the headphones pumping game audio directly into my skull. I loaded into a match, fingers moving through familiar patterns on the controller. Muscle memory took over. Aim. Shoot. Reload. Move. The commentary in my ears was British, enthusiastic, and completely unrelated to anything happening three miles away at Magnolia State’s stadium. I made it through two matches before my phone vibrated on the table beside me. HUNTER You watching? I didn’t answer.

Stupid questions didn’t deserve answers. Another buzz. Tell me you’re at least listening on the radio. Of all people, Hunter should’ve been the one who understood why watching football was the last thing I’d do with my weekends. And listening…?

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