ROMANCE: DBL Coverage (Bad Boy Sports Romance)(Alpha Male Football Romance) (Contemporary New Adult Womens Fiction Romance)

by Carly White

  “I just got this guy at school and he has been distracting me. So I came here to get him off my mind, but it doesn’t seem to be helping.”

  “Sounds like there is where you should be.”

  “I have too much work to do though.”

  “Are your grades suffering?”

  “No.”

  “Work?”

  “No.”

  “Then what’s the problem?”

  “Aren’t you supposed to tell me to study hard and all that?”

  “Why would I say that? You work hard all the time. Lighten up Deidra, life is short.”

  I sat back in the chair. It was certainly not the advice I had expected to receive. It was strange how she was acting. This was not the advice I had been given before. Before it was work and study first, social life later. She must have seen the confusion in my face because she kind of laughed. “Oh Deidra. It’s about time you found someone to make you smile like that.”

  I looked down. Suddenly uncomfortable with where the conversation had went. I was there to forget about him, to get talked down from the ledge, but she was just encouraging it. Feeling my face getting hot, I took a sip of my drink. My mouth was suddenly dry and the one person I was not supposed to think about was back in my mind full time.

  The conversation tuckered out and for that I was thankful. I don’t care how old I got it was still weird to talk to her about boys. She didn’t bring it back up again and I spent a few days there before I went back up to campus. My first class started at the beginning of the week, so it gave me the weekend to get my books and myself sorted.

  I finally turned my phone back on and there were a lot of missed calls from Billy. The latest one was a few hours before and I realized I was going to have to answer it eventually. So I dialed the number back and held my breath as my heart pounded in my chest. I was never one to run away from anything and I don’t know why, but I wanted to get the issue on the table.

  “Hey, you called?”

  “Yea I’ve been calling you for weeks now.”

  “Did you need something?”

  There was a pause on his side and I figured it was because of the way I was acting. I didn’t want to feel anything for him and it was easier to push him away. Or try anyways.

  “Yea I want to see you. We have unfinished business.”

  “I have a lot going on, maybe sometime next week?”

  “Now.”

  Man he was demanding and the tone left me no assumptions of his seriousness. “How about Sunday?”

  “How about now? Where are you?”

  “I’m out of town right now.”

  “Liar. I saw your car come through earlier.”

  “I’m at home Billy, about to go out.”

  “Address?”

  “I’m not giving you the address.” Fuck, I was going to if he asked.

  There was a silence on the other side and I waited for his command. The very idea made me want to hang up, but I was waiting for something.

  “If I don’t see you tonight I might explode.”

  The answer was so simple, as the question had been. I gave him what he wanted. I knew I was going to cave in.

  “Be right there.”

  Chapter 8

  I didn’t know how long he would be, but I knew that I was not ready for a visitor. I had driven home in yoga pants and a T shirt. It definitely wasn’t what I wanted him to see me in, so I went to the back of the apartment to change and maybe jump in the shower. I was already preparing for what was to come.

  I decided on a shower after the drive. It had been a long day and a long drive back to campus. I didn’t feel sexy, I felt a mess. Facing Billy in this way did not suit me. I made it quick, not sure what time he would be there. I was turning off the water and wrapping a towel around me when I heard a loud knock at the door. Of course. “Just a minute!”

  He knocked harder and I cursed at the closed door. Why was that man so impatient?

  Moving towards the door, I tightened my grip on the towel. I opened the door while I held the towel in place with the other and then moved to let him in. “Just give me a second to get dressed. I will be right out.”

  I got into the back bedroom quickly, shutting the door behind me as I searched for something to wear. My heart was going a mile a minute and I couldn’t think.

  Hearing the door open, I turned around to see him standing there. “I am sick of waiting Deidra. You are not going to put me off anymore.”

  I gulped, trying to swallow down the sudden obstruction in my throat. Billy was next to me quickly. Before I could blink he was in front of me. His hands and lips were on me in seconds and there was no way I could think anymore at all. I opened my mouth to the pressure of his tongue. It was as I knew it would be. When he started moving me backwards, I didn’t really understand what he was doing, until I felt the bed mattress on the back of my calves. I was quickly pushed to the surface, his body moving over mine. Everything was just going too fast, but there was no way for me to resist it.

  There was a breeze on my body as he lifted up his own and pushed the towel away that was covering me. He hissed with a full view and I couldn’t help but dampen from the sound. Pulling me towards the headboard, his arm snaked underneath my back to effortlessly move me. Then he was pulling his lips away and I was left staring up at him. Grabbing my hands, he raised them above my head and told me not to move them. “If you do, I will not let you come.”

  It was not that dangerous of a threat, but in my current state, it seemed like a fate worse than death. While I had been the one hiding, it was not from lack of want. I wanted him more than anything I could previously think of. When he moved back and started to undress, I was quickly reminded just how big he was, in all parts of his body. My eyes were drawn to the long length between his legs, swinging slightly side to side as he walked towards me. It was impossible not to feel something with the intent in his eyes and the hardness below.

  I had never felt so confined without anything holding me. He looked determined and I somehow knew that if I did move my hands, he would make good on his threat. I whimpered as he moved back over me and I looked between our bodies to his hardness. My thick thighs opened wide for him, urging him closer. I just needed him inside of me. No more teasing or playing, just fulfillment. When his long rod finally did touch my core, I jerked with the sensation. It was hard and heavy against me.

  “Is this what you want?”

  I shook my head quickly. I was practically gagging for it. How could he not see? I wanted desperately to grab his fat cock and push it inside of me. I could feel it rubbing back and forth against my wetness, but not moving inwards which was needed so badly.

  “Please Billy!”

  Words tumbled out of my mouth as my hips rose up to meet him, to force him to give me what I want. But he moved away, taking away his heavy heat and leaving me begging for it. Not once or twice, but several times. He barely had to kiss me to make me wet, as I had been primed for weeks.

  “Why didn’t you come like you had promised?”

  My eyes opened and I whimpered. I didn’t want to talk. “Because you scare me.”

  “You don’t seem scared.”

  I closed my eyes again, my hips rising suddenly and pushing the head just inside my tightness. Its width pushed against the sides of my walls, stretching me for a second before he pulled back. I knew that the contact had affected him as much as it did me. His eyes darkened and he moved down to kiss me. His teeth nibbled on my bottom lip, a tiny pain shooting through the sensitive area.

  He moved back and pressed back into me slowly and only another inch before pulling out. Billy did it several times, waiting for something from me. “What are you afraid of?”

  His shallow thrusts were driving me crazy. I clenched as hard as I could, trying to tempt him to push deeper. His short nails dragged over the skin on my arms and then down my sides as he pulled away and sat back on his knees. The action made me shiver and squeeze harder on the silk
en shaft. “Answer me or I will stop.”

  “Fine.”

  My stubbornness was hard to resist. He slammed forward and I screamed out. My eyes crashed closed. Billy ripped out as fast as he had entered my velvet sheath that embraced every inch of his massive meat. “Still want to stop?”

  I nodded that I didn’t. “Please don’t.”

  I felt the head move back to my tightness and I held my breath for him to push in deep. I needed him to push in deep. I needed it back. When he didn’t, I reopened my eyes and looked up into his questioningly. “You still haven’t answered me. I want to know why you keep disappearing?”

  Having enough of his games, I moved my arms, reaching for him. They wrapped around his neck and I slide down on top of him before he could stop me. Once I was all the way on top and he was all the way inside of me, I started to move up and down on his hard cock. My tits bounced in his face to distract him and his hands went to my waist. I had finally broken his will and the triumphant feel of him inside of me couldn’t be matched. Then I was gasping, my body heaving as each push down filled me full and dragged his body up against my clit. “Yes, yes, yes!”

  I couldn’t stop saying it and when he leaned down to bite my neck, the different stimulations converged and I was crying out his name. I saw stars behind my closed eyes and then felt my body being slammed down into the bed and then sudden fullness that took my breath away. Hammering inside of me, wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body.

  Billy was gritting his teeth above me, rutting deep and hard when he finally stilled, pouring his hot seed deep against my womb. Shaking inside, he pushed me to another end that seemed to have the same results.

  It was several moments before he pulled out and left me with a sigh on my lips. It had been well worth the wait.

  Billy lay down next to me, pulling me in to snuggle with his hard body. My form melted against him, feeling like it fit too well to not be right.

  “What are you afraid of Deidra?”

  “This.”

  “This?”

  “The feeling that I get when I am around you.”

  Billy was quiet for a moment. “I don’t understand.”

  “You will be playing pro-ball soon with all those contracts, you will forget about me, but I won’t be able to forget about you.”

  “What makes you say that?”

  “Because I think I’ve fallen for you.”

  “Now what makes you think I could forget about you?” He turned his face towards me, but I couldn’t meet his eyes. “How could I forget the only woman who was there when everything might have slipped away? You encouraged me and helped me heal. You gave me hope Deidra and I can’t get you off of my mind. Where ever I go, I want you there with me.”

  Finally meeting his gaze, I could see that what he said was genuine. I felt like my heart was going to burst and I kissed him. The idea of him being mine, made me press myself against his sticky cock that was growing behind me. “Already want more?”

  I shook my head. I was dying for more, trying to move up to push him in. Wrapping his arms around my chest, he tugged me tightly to his own and licked my earlobe with his tongue. I jerked with the feel of his wide cockhead pressing against me, pressuring my tightness. “Say please.”

  My eyes closed. “Billy, please! I need you.”

  I cried out when my wish was granted and I started to feel whole once more.

  THE END

  Hooked

  A Motorcycle Club Romance

  By: Carly White

  Chapter 1: Laney

  My legs were burning, but I had another two miles to go. I hated training and was glad it was only once a year. I was sick of running, but as it was the last day for the week and I knew that if I just got through the next few minutes, it would be okay, if my body didn’t shut down before that.

  Looking at the chalked line on the ground in front of me, I started to feel that resolve of energy. It looked so close, but yet so far away. I could hear the sounds of the footsteps of people behind me, but I tried to focus on my own sounds of my shoes hitting pavement. Focusing on my breathing and then trying to find the last bit of energy I had to finish the relay.

  My legs and arms were starting to get heavy, the finish line further away when I looked back at it. I closed my eyes for just a second and breathed out. Looking down, I tried to block out all of the sounds around me and just listen to my body. I didn’t care if I was first or third, I just wanted to make it.

  Then it was over and it took me a minute to slow down. My legs were so used to pumping that they continued to and it physically hurt to finally slow my pace to a walk. I kept walking so that my muscles didn’t bunch up. It was a lesson I had learned the hard way the first time I had run the grueling course. Other runner sped by me in their own fight to change pace.

  When I could finally go to a slow walk, I moved back towards the barracks with a small towel in my hand. I wiped sweat from the back of my neck and my face before I made my way to the showers. I still wasn’t sure who won or where I even placed. I had been too worried about making it to the finish line, wishing I hadn’t smoked those few cigarettes at the bar last night. Better yet, wishing I hadn’t let Cassandra drag me anywhere , knowing I shouldn’t anymore. She never cheered me up, no matter how many times she claimed that it was the reason we went out, every time ended with a killer headache.

  As I soaped up and washed my hair, I thought about Tony. He was my first real love and my first real heartbreak. It had been a couple of months since we had split up and I missed him. I didn’t know what happened. I just knew that all of a sudden he was gone. I figured it was another woman, but in truth I had no idea. So I was stuck in this sort of limbo, keeping me from moving on and my friends trying to get me back in the metaphorical saddle.

  I got back in my training sweats and went out to the mess hall for lunch. The place with swamped with people, but it wasn’t hard to spot Cass’ platinum blonde hair in the mass. She waved me over and let me cut in front of her in the line.

  “Great, tater tot casserole again. I don’t even want to guess what it is in it.”

  Cass crinkled up her nose. She was waif thin and always on a diet. By the end of the line, she had an apple and a bottled water on her plate. I of course had to eat the vegetable glob mixture because nothing else looked any better. “So how did you do?”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know. I was in the front, but I didn’t really pay attention. I thought I was going to die. It’s my own fault for letting you talk me into going drinking last night. I got a side stitch that was too much. How did you do?”

  “I made it Laney. That is all I can say.”

  “It wasn’t that bad, but I am glad we get to go back to work come Monday. I hate these little training weeks.”

  “All part of the job. You can’t tell me you didn’t have fun last night.”

  Picking at the greasy mess in front of me, I was noncommittal. It had been a pretty good night, but the place was some dark hole in the wall that she had read in a paper somewhere that claimed it was the place to be in Houston. It didn’t seem like more than a dirty bar, but I had given her the benefit of the doubt. In the end, it was exactly as it appeared and the patrons were exactly what could have been expected. To top it off, she had also brought a friend that she was determined to hook me up with.

  “Yes, I was doing okay until Ethan just happened to show up. You are literally the worse liar, so I hope you never do anything wrong.”

  She tried to look innocent, but as the fourth or fifth guy that we had happened to bump into in the last month, I had long since found her game. I knew that she was trying to help me, but it was driving me crazy.

  “I thought you would really like Ethan.”

  “I know, but he was not my type.”

  “Well what is your type? I always hear what isn’t your type, but I have yet to hear what is.”

  It was a simple question, but there were so many answers. After each breakup, I
had found another thing I didn’t like, another type that wasn’t for me, but I was still looking for what fit. After Tony, I didn’t want to think about a type, I just wanted to take a break, but Cassandra was determined to make me move on.

  “I am not quite sure yet, but I know that it wasn’t Ethan. He was way too hands on for me.”

  “You were looking hot, that’s why. I told you what happens when you set the goods out.”

  Sighing, I pushed the plate aside and looked back at her. “I looked like a slut and he pawed me half the night. It wasn’t quite what I had in mind.”

  “So where would you like to go?”

  Anywhere but there, I thought to myself. “How about the Red Room? It is supposed to be nice. I haven’t had a chance to get over there yet, but I hear good things.”

  “Sounds good. Are you driving or am I?”

  “How about we get a cab and then we can both drink?”

  She laughed, “And you say that I am the bad influence.”

  “Just promise no more pop-ins.”

  “I swear, you are on your own. Ethan was my plan E, so I give up. Your picky ass can find your own man.”

  Chapter 2: Grady

  “Grady. What are you doing tonight?”

  I shrugged, not really sure. Freddy wanted to go into the city and see if we could scare up some tail, but I was just as happy with Jesse. I didn’t have to buy her a few drinks to spread her legs. She was easy and most of the time, and it was nights likes these, when I wasn’t looking for a challenge.

  “I was thinking of staying here. Every time we all go the city, someone winds up in jail. I don’t feel like being the one tonight.”

  Freddy shook his head. “It’s not like that. I am not even bringing my jacket. No Black Angel business, just going out for a few drinks.”

  I didn’t believe him. Someone always got in a fight, then a brawl and then cops. He had been on me about getting out of the biker’s bar that was like a second home to us. I liked the familiarity, but he wanted something new. After breaking up with his girlfriend, I figured he just needed a little strange to right him.