Puck Battles: A Complete Sports Romance Series

by Kristen Echo

  The teasing had to stop. She wanted him inside her. “Let’s get out of here. I’ve got condoms in my purse and there’s a room in the back we can use. Are you up for something like that?”

  “I’m up. What’s your name? I usually like to be on a first name basis with women I sleep with?”

  “We won’t be sleeping together.” She grabbed his hand and tugged on his arm, but he didn’t budge. “I don’t need to know your name. This is a onetime deal.”

  “You really have no idea who I am?” His question left her wondering if he was serious or boasting. One of his friends stepped next to them on the dance floor and she responded before he could speak.

  “Should I? Okay, let me guess… you’re a movie star.” She eyed him over, but the scars and the broken nose weren’t Hollywood enough. He was hot enough to set off the fire detectors but acting didn’t seem right. “Nah, you’re not pretty.”

  He chuckled and squeezed her hand. His friend laughed even louder. “You’re funny,” a man with dimples deeper than the Grand Canyon said. He was hot, but too boy next door for her taste. She’d also vowed no more blonds.

  She contemplated another option. “You don’t look familiar. Either of you. To be honest, you look like any other guy to me.”

  “I assure you, I’m like no one else you’ve ever met,” he replied with a cocky half-grin.

  Her pulse kicked into fifth gear. Those same words she’d heard before; a lifetime ago. Only this guy looked nothing like Ryan. The love of her life had been more slender, pale with light hair and baby blue eyes like the color of the sky on a sunny day. The man before her had tanned skin, and eyes so dark it would be easy to get lost in them. He had broader shoulders, a tapered waist and corded muscles everywhere.

  “I’ve heard that line before,” she breathed almost falling over. That one sentence sobered her completely. “So, what do you want? I’ve made an offer, take it or leave it.” Hailey was seconds from running out of the building and vomiting on the sidewalk.

  “I’ll take an orgasm. Nothing more; nothing less.” He licked his lips and cocked an eyebrow.

  She should have known he’d say something like that. The part that pissed her off the most was it sounded just about perfect. It had been a long while since she’d had a good release. This guy looked like he’d be able to deliver.

  “Fine. I know the manager of this club. Follow me.” She let go of his hand and walked past him. Her breasts rubbed against of his arm as she squeezed between him and his friend.

  “Sounds like fun times here,” the man with the dimples said. “Look I’m—”

  “I’m not talking about a quickie in the back room,” Mr. Arrogant cut him off. “Come home with me. I have a feeling we’ll need lots of room.” His large fingers wrapped around her small wrist. Again, the heat poured over her like an elixir promising to cure all her pains.

  She looked at each man and shook her head. “I don’t have the time or the desire to play games. No names and no houses.” A long, slow seduction was out of the question. She had no wish to find a boyfriend or anything remotely close to a relationship.

  He chuckled. “I’m all about games, baby. I—”

  “Guess I have your answer. My way or nothing.” She paused, letting him look her over one last time. He didn’t respond. “Your loss.” She removed his grip from her wrist and stepped away. The heat lingered on her skin from the contact and she missed it. Too bad.

  A chorus of laughter followed. She knew his friend was no doubt laughing at him and that added a small pep to her step. Too bad it didn’t ease the ache between her legs. She’d reached the edge of the crowd where Mellie was making out with her boyfriend, correction: fiancé. Their tongues battled for dominance and neither looked ready to concede. They’d been dating since high school, and their love seemed to grow with age. The diamond on Mellie’s finger spoke of a promise Hailey would never get to experience. She envied her.

  “Hey.” She cleared her throat and tapped her friend on the shoulder when they didn’t break apart.

  Mellie turned and smiled, her bright, pink lipstick smeared all over Richard’s mouth. “What’s up?” Her speech slurred from too many shots. She swathed an arm around her fiancé’s shoulder. Her ring sparkled in the disco lights.

  Richard had his arms around Mellie’s waist, holding her up. “Time for more shots,” he declared with an even more pronounced slur.

  He’d been buying rounds since they finished dinner. It had been his idea to hit the club, and she tagged along. He was celebrating an internship he’d landed at one of the top law firms in the city and their new engagement. Soon he’d be making bank and marrying the love of his life. The couple would finally tie the knot in the next year after six years of dating.

  If Ryan had lived, she’d be married by now, or in full blown planning mode. Her chest ached, and she rubbed at the invisible pain he’d left. She blinked a few times and forced a smile. “No more drinks for me. In fact, I’m bailing. You two enjoy the rest of the night. Congrats again, Rich. You deserve it.”

  Mellie let go of her man and tossed her arms around Hailey. Their breasts mashed together. They’d always been close to the same height, but Mellie’s heels made her tower closer to six feet. With Hailey’s injury, she couldn’t wear heels, not that she cared to. She wore nothing but combat boots these days. They went with everything, including the short black mini dress she wore now.

  Her friend hiccupped and laughed. “Don’t go yet. We promise to stop kissing and dance with you.” She leaned in closer, until her lips grazed her ear, making Hailey uncomfortable. “I get so horny when I drink. Don’t you think he looks hot in his suit? Fuck, I love it when he wears it out.” Her attempted whisper rang out loud and clear.

  Richard laughed and collected his drunken bride to be. “On that note, if you’re leaving, we’re leaving,” he said, spinning Mellie around and tossing her over his shoulder.

  Hailey couldn’t help but laugh. They were too cute.

  Her friend protested until she was put back down. She slapped Richard’s shoulder playfully and turned away from him. “Oh my god. Speaking of suits and horny… look who’s coming our way.” Mellie pointed in the direction Hailey had come, and her eyes followed over her shoulder.

  Sure enough Mr. Arrogant and Mr. Dimples headed her way. She rolled her eyes and flipped her long brown hair over her shoulder like she couldn't care less how hot they both were. She was probably the only woman in the club not staring at them. Whatever, he could pick one of his other admirers to seduce; she was no longer interested.

  “I’m out. Love you both,” she said and walked towards the exit. If she didn’t get out right away, she was bound to make a huge mistake. She flashed the bouncer a smile, and he opened the door as a strong hand wrapped around her bicep. If his scent hadn’t given him away, she’d have twisted the hand that touched her and broken his fingers. That didn’t happen.

  “Wait. We’ll do it your way.” The deep voice was unique, and she knew it was Mr. Arrogant without having to look.

  She loved it when men caved. They were all so predictable which was too bad. If he’d let her leave, she might have respected him. Doubtful but now they’d never know.

  “Came to your senses,” she said, turning to face him as they lingered in the entry.

  He rubbed the back of his neck as if he was unsure. Not a move she expected from the mighty mouth she’d met earlier. “Your rules. Can we start with a name? I’m—”

  Hailey covered his mouth with her hand. His name didn’t matter, and she didn’t want to share hers either. “No names. No strings.” She eyed his friend. “And no threesomes. I’m flattered, but I can’t. Sorry.” She had no doubt it would be fun, but she couldn’t be with another blond.

  Mr. Dimples laughed. “Never my intention. I’m heading home. I’ve got my own… never mind. You two have fun.” He winked at her then the men exchanged a bro hug before he left the bar.

  “Okay. No names. What else? I’
m intrigued.” His lip kicked up on the side into a lopsided cocky grin. It made her knees weak. She was a sucker for straight teeth and full lips. Some women liked eyes, but Hailey was all about the mouth. His was sinful and inviting. A tiny scar marred the right corner, and she wanted to lick it.

  “No more talking either. I think we’ve both said enough. The only other words that should come out of your mouth are I’m coming. Got it?” She smiled, and his laugh seeped into her like a deep tissue massage, hitting all the right spots.

  He nodded and didn’t say a word. She gave him points for his listening skills. She hoped his other skills would be even better. Hailey took his hand, and the heat spread through her like an electric current. What was it about his touch?

  His grip tightened as he followed her through the maze of bodies. The bar was packed, but they made it without interruptions. The lights were already on in the tiny office. Her friend Derek’s jacket hung on the back of a worn leather office chair. He managed the bar and never used it when the bar was open for business because he always worked the floor. She tossed the word friend around loosely since his intentions were clearly more than platonic. She’d made the mistake of telling him she was single when they met. His attention was harmless, but she’d made it clear nothing would ever happen. He was in his late twenties and wanted a relationship, a wife and kids. She wanted none of that.

  The door closed, and the small space seemed even smaller. She swallowed as adrenaline coursed through her veins. She needed this. Obviously, he was done taking orders because a second later, her ass dropped onto the desk, her legs curled around his trim waist and their mouths mashed together.

  His tongue licked across her seam and she opened for him. The kiss was rough and heated as their hands went straight to work. They knew why they were there and it wasn’t for tea. Her panties moved down her legs and his slacks dropped to the floor before they took their next breath. His cock sprung into her hand. Thick, long and hot. She squeezed hard and ran her hand from base to tip. His lips never left hers as his finger slipped through her wet folds. They both moaned at the same time.

  “We need a condom,” he said when she pressed the tip against her entrance.

  She’d left her purse in the office at the start of the night. Hailey continued to stroke him as she reached over and fumbled to find her purse. He pushed one finger inside. Her body quivered. She found the clutch and struggled to open it with one hand.

  “Yours wouldn’t fit me.” He licked along her jaw and nibbled on her ear. “Let go for a second and I’ll get one from my pocket.” He removed her hand from his penis and he reached down to his pants. She sucked in a deep breath as he pushed another finger inside her, prepping her.

  “That feels good, but I want your cock inside me.” She moved her hips to greet his fingers.

  The moment he was in front of her, Hailey ripped the condom from his hand and sheathed his cock. He growled as she rubbed the tip next to where his fingers entered her. “You’re so tight, baby. Let me work you in a little first. I don’t want to hurt you.” He plunged his fingers in and out, twisting them and teasing her. His mouth latched onto her neck, trailing kisses from her jaw to the hollow of her throat.

  Hailey wanted more. She wiggled her ass on the desk, tugging her dress until it was over her breasts and exposing them. He took the invitation to play. His hand dipped inside her demi-cup, toying with her hardened tip. She moaned as he pinched her nipple. She loved having her breasts fondled. “Yes,” she panted as his hands worked her over.

  His mouth moved along her collarbone and covered her breast with kisses. “Your tits are perfect,” he said before sucking hard on her puckered tip. He moved from one to the other, driving her insane with desire.

  She continued to pump his cock with one hand, pressing the head against her clit. Her other snaked inside his shirt. The fine ridges of his muscles greeted her. Her walls tightened around his fingers as he chomped hard on her nipple. She looked down to see his smile against her breast. Her tip trapped between his teeth pushed her over.

  “Oh… Oh! Fuck, yes!” The orgasm was unexpected and rippled through her like a rock tossed into calm waters. She bit down on his shoulder to stop from crying out louder, but her muffled moans filled the room.

  He soothed the sting of his bite with slow licks and gentle kissed around her areola. No part of her breast went unattended. All the while, he continued to move his fingers inside her. Seeing the joy on his face as he became acquainted with her breasts nearly sent her over again. His smile was deadly.

  “More. I want more.” Hailey pulled his hand from between her open thighs and used her legs to draw him closer. The head of his penis poised at her entrance, but he didn’t push in like she wanted. “Fuck me hard.”

  “Tell me how much you want me,” he said, teasing her folds with his cock. Soaking himself with her moisture.

  “I want your cock more than I want air. Fill me, fuck me, and make me come!” She lifted her hips, and he impaled her with one swift thrust.

  “Fuck, baby!” He pressed their bodies together and kissed her, swallowing the satisfied moan that escaped as he claimed her. He stayed buried deep like that for only a moment before his hips worked their magic.

  Her nails raked against his back and her legs caged him. He wasn’t a small man in any sense of the word. She loved the stretch and fullness he provided. It had been way too long since someone had taken her like this. She liked it rough and his thrusts made her teeth rattle. He didn’t ask what she wanted; he knew and gave it to her hard. Pounding her faster until they both panted for air. Their sweat and the aroma of sex filled the room.

  His speed increased. The desk scratched against the floor with each thrust. “Fuck, you feel so good. Too good to hold out any longer. Come for me. Now!” His command tipped her over.

  Her walls clenched around him and her entire body vibrated. Hailey threw her head back as she let go. The orgasm hit her hard, making her temporarily delirious. The loud roar that followed couldn’t be contained. She was a lioness claiming her prey. Her legs tightened around his hips, pulling him deeper. He thrust again hard, letting out his own powerful growl. A second later, he exploded inside her.

  Pure and total bliss washed over her. She opened her eyes and the look of rapture on his face was perfection. His lips were open, and his eyes scrunched closed as he pumped the last of his release. She could look at that face for hours. He had the best come face.

  “What the fuck are you doing in here?” Derek, the manager’s loud and irritated voice boomed through his office.

  Their time was up. She wrapped her arms around his neck to hide her body from the eyes of the intruder. “Derek, I’m sorry. We… I didn’t mean—”

  “We apologize for taking over your office.” Her lover glared over his shoulder at the man who’d interrupted them. His bare ass on display and he never moved to cover himself though he made sure Hailey was out of sight. “If you don’t mind, get the fuck out while we get dressed.”

  Derek’s eyes narrowed and then his eyebrows shot to the ceiling. “Right. I’ll give you a minute.” He left and closed the door behind him.

  Not the reaction she expected. “Do you always get what you want?” Hailey kissed him and leaned back on the desk.

  Dark eyes roamed her body. He cupped her breasts and whistled. “I hope so. You are full of surprises and you have the best tits I’ve ever seen. I’m nowhere near done with you lady.” He pressed his hips against hers and she could feel him hardening inside her.

  She laughed. “Let’s deal with one situation at a time, sex fiend.” She leaned forward and captured his lips one last time. She savored the softness and the way his tongue swept across hers. “Let’s get dressed before the manager has a heart attack.”

  He responded with a lopsided grin that made her wet all over again. He pulled out, and she felt a trickle of moisture chase him. “Fuck!” His expletive summed it up.

  The condom had ripped.

 
; She stared at his semi-hard cock and the torn ring of latex around the base. He removed the broken rubber and tossed it in the waste bin before pulling up his pants. A moment later his shirt was tucked back in his pants and he looked just as he had before they walked in. Sexy and ready to pounce. Hailey adjusted her bra and jumped off the desk. She righted her dress and smoothed the black fabric over her hips before retrieving her panties from the floor. Rather than put them back on, she used them to clean her leg and then stuffed them into his hand.

  He laughed at her actions. “Why did you give me these?”

  “They’re ruined, and it’s your fault. You can keep the evidence as a reminder of our time together,” she teased.

  “I’m not letting you go that fast. I won’t need the reminder. But, to address the elephant in the room, I’ve never had a condom break before. I swear I’m clean,” he said. “Are you… birth control?” He ran his fingers through his mane of dark hair.

  “Good to know. I’m clean and we’re covered,” she replied with a sigh of relief. Just to be safe she’d get tested, but at least she didn’t have to worry about getting pregnant. A tilted uterus and severe endometriosis left her incapable of having kids. The news had been a blow many years ago, but she’d come to terms with it and Ryan had never wanted kids. She’d found the perfect partner and lost him. Hailey exhaled and smiled at the stranger in front of her. He didn’t need to know the reasons, but she could tell he was nervous. “Shit happens and condoms rip. It’s not the end of the world. Nothing bad will come from it.”

  The words had barely left her mouth when knuckles rapped against the door before it opened. Derek entered and looked down at the floor. He couldn’t even look at her. “You guys shouldn’t be in here. I’ll clean up and move the desk back.”

  Hailey wasn’t one to blush, but her cheeks heated as he stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Derek, I’m sorry for the mess.” Her eyes drifted to the desk pressed against the wall and the scattered pages across it and the floor. “I can help you clean up.”