Neutral Zone

by Amber Lynn

  “I saw that look of confusion on your face for a second. I’ve stopped scheduling appointments after yours because of all the times you wanted to go over. I figured our time would be more productive if we had that flexibility.”

  She stopped for a second and rolled her chair back and forward again. Nina couldn’t see how she repositioned on the other side of the desk, but she figured the doctor was getting ready for a long next hour. Nina was already comfortable on the lounger she had moved in front of the desk each time she had a session.

  “Well, thank you for that. I’ve tried to figure this out for myself, but I don’t get why my apartment just doesn’t feel right now that I’m back in it. Brady is pissed off and won’t talk to me, so I have to figure out how to get back to normal.”

  The sooner she could figure that out, the better. If she could just get Brady in a room, she was sure she could fix things, but that wasn’t happening soon enough. She’d only been home for one night and she was already trying to figure out if she needed to get a roommate or at the very least a dog.

  Chapter 20

  “Do I look like I need someone to buy me a beer?”

  Brady smiled at the irate voice coming from down the bar. It wasn’t Nina’s first rebuff of the night. If he had to bet, the next guy who either tried to buy her a drink or get her to dance was going to get kicked in the nuts.

  “I’ll take another of these pale ales,” Brady said as he put his empty glass down on the counter.

  Some foam and a last sip of beer seemed to slide down the side of it in slow motion. St. Louis wasn’t his favorite destination for road games, but the bar close to the arena kept some great beers on tap.

  “Oh, and why don’t you send a shot of your most expensive tequila down to the blonde five chairs over.

  The man who’d helped him get a decent buzz on raised an eyebrow as he finished pouring the beer and glanced over at the woman in question. Nina had waltzed in shortly after Brady. Some of the other guys from the team had been with him, but they were all off playing pool and trying to have some fun.

  Brady couldn’t blame them for the latter. It was a month into the season and their record put them in the bottom half of the league. Morale was a little short when they were lucky to score a goal a night.

  “I’ll do it, but I can tell you that almost every guy in here has tried, and she’s refused every single drink.”

  Since she was only there trying to get Brady’s attention, that made sense. It was a little foolish on her part, because that had to be a few hundred dollars of liquor she was turning away.

  “I bet you, if you take that shot with a lime wedge and some salt over there, she’ll even smile for you.”

  He’d done his best to pretend she was just another woman at the bar, but Brady had been keeping an eye on her for the hour or so they’d been there. Even though he’d drawn the line in the sand for them, he felt the need to protect her and make sure no one crossed the line.

  The bartender didn’t seem to think his confidence was well placed, based on the smirk on his face before he turned around to grab the tequila. Brady couldn’t wait for the look of shock when Nina accepted it. There was absolutely no doubt in his mind she would.

  It’d been a month and a half since their contract ended, and Nina still texted him almost every day asking to talk. He’d ignored the texts, as difficult as it was. His bed, even after washing all the sheets, still smelled like her, something that kept him up a little longer than normal every night.

  “Do you have a pen?”

  The bartender was just getting ready to leave so he could deliver the drink. He looked over his shoulder and nodded towards a pen a few stools over. Brady held up a finger to tell him to wait a second. Grabbing the pen and one of the napkins littering the bar, Brady jotted down a quick note.

  Men’s bathroom 10 minutes

  If she wanted to play stalker, which she seemed to do any night he didn’t head straight home after the game, he was going to see how badly she wanted to play. Brady hadn’t had sex in a public bathroom before, which seemed a little odd. He should’ve thought of the idea when they’d spent the afternoon at her work.

  He gave the napkin to the man and sent him on his way. Brady’s eyes followed him, so he saw the sigh when he put the drink down in front of Nina. As soon as the bartender pointed over to Brady, Nina’s eyes widened with a quick glance his way and she grabbed the napkin. Brady raised his glass of beer to her when she looked back and nodded.

  Taking a big gulp, he drank the full glass of beer without even thinking about it. It was his sixth of the night, and the buzz was starting to feel really good. He slammed the glass down on the table and stood up. He’d given the bartender his card at the beginning of the night, so he wasn’t worried about anyone thinking he’d run out on paying his bill. He was only going to the bathroom anyway. After that much beer, it was a natural next step.

  Standing up caused the world to sway slightly off kilter, but his steps were sure as he wandered back to the men’s room. He made note of the guys he knew still huddled around the pool table. There were three women who’d joined them, trying to learn how to play. Brady was sure they already knew, but they wiggled their bodies against the guys in a good attempt to pretend they didn’t.

  There was a good chance he wasn’t the only one getting lucky. It was too bad Curtis had decided to stay in for the night. Hannah was due to have the babies any day, actually she was past due, and Curtis hated being away from her. Brady was even checking his phone every fifteen minutes or so to make sure he didn’t miss a call saying the big event was happening.

  Brady figured it was about twenty minutes to a half an hour before he headed back to the hotel and checked on his roomie. It’d be almost two by then, so hopefully, Curtis would be fast asleep, and Brady wouldn’t have to hear him go over all his fears about the delivery. The guy was convinced his son’s head was big enough to rip his wife in two.

  Having seen the sonogram pictures, Brady didn’t argue that point. He merely suggested that if the boy came out first, it’d make it easier for the little girl. Curtis didn’t exactly appreciate the advice.

  It was nice to see there wasn’t a line to get into the bathroom. That would’ve made things interesting. The bar had slowed down some. It was probably getting close to closing time, so it was only mildly packed.

  Brady pushed the door open to get a look at what he’d be working with. He wasn’t expecting the most hygienic place, which made it a good thing he wasn’t planning to really touch any of the surfaces. There was one guy at a urinal, already shaking it off. He glanced up at Brady then tucked his dick in his pants and left.

  Since he actually had to pee, Brady went ahead and took care of the problem. He sighed at the relief that instantly washed over him once the flow finally stopped. He probably spent most of the ten minutes at the urinal. He heard the door open just as he was putting himself away. Brady had thought about not bothering, but figured he might as well. He wasn’t sure how long Nina would take.

  He should have known she wouldn’t wait the full ten minutes. The creamy mounds of her breasts moved up and down rapidly as her breathing seemed to already be erratic. The black dress that molded to her skin and pushed almost half her breasts up for the world to see made it easy to see how excited she was.

  She stood just inside the door. Her blue eyes shone with hunger that caused Brady to lick his lips. He hadn’t been with anyone since their time together, not that he didn’t have opportunities. He just didn’t feel like it. He told himself that it was because he was focused on the game, which wasn’t exactly showing on the score sheet.

  He supposed their time together and the waiting they’d gone through to finally fuck like rabbits had taught him he didn’t need to play sex roulette with a different woman every few days. There was some gratification in building up to something.

  “Get in the stall, lean over the toilet with your back to the door and spread your legs.”

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bsp; There were two stalls. Brady didn’t care which one she picked, both were probably equally grotesque. It was a dive bar bathroom after all. There was no attendant to keep things orderly.

  Nina didn’t question his words as she walked over to the stalls. She did glance in both of them before picking the second one. He watched her legs under the partitions as she got in position. With how tight her short dress was, she had to have hiked it up all the way to be able to spread her legs.

  Brady smiled to himself as he slowly walked over to the stall, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants as he moved. He pulled his boxers down a little to let his dick spring out right as he got to the door. Nina’s pale white ass with the little red rose tattoo above it was sticking out in his direction, begging for him to take her.

  He stepped in the stall and closed and locked the door behind him. Nina didn’t move from her position, not even to look over her shoulder at him. She hadn’t lost the obedient nature they’d worked three days on. It was nice to see she still wanted it exactly how he was prepared to give it to her.

  That was one of the reasons Brady hadn’t ventured out to try to find new bed partners. Being with Nina had uncovered something in him he didn’t know he wanted, or possibly even needed. The discipline he’d developed guiding her through their sexual escapades was enthralling. There were times he wanted nothing more than to bend her over and fuck her against the back of the couch in those last three days together. She’d suggest things like that, but he’d kept the urge down, making her wait for his command to heighten their experiences.

  They hadn’t gotten to the level where he could tell her to not come until he told her, but he wondered if it was a possibility. With some more work, he was sure she could give up all control, something he wouldn’t have dreamed of thinking before they entered their contract. She was so uptight and had to do everything her way.

  He ran his dick through her slit to verify she was sopping wet already. There wasn’t really a question in his mind whether she would be. After their first time together, her pussy had basically spent three days straight just dripping for him.

  Ramming into her without any specific warning, Brady grunted as she squeezed around him and called out his name. He held tight for only a second before he pulled out and started pounding her mercilessly. The sound of their bodies slamming together echoed in the space as Nina’s usual vocalization tried to drown it out.

  The woman wasn’t quiet, which made the public location a dangerous choice. The music in the bar was still turned up, but Brady was pretty sure Nina could be heard over it, especially when she gripped his dick about ten thrusts in and her juices spilled onto him.

  Her body relaxed a little at the release, but Brady wasn’t done with her. He held her shoulder firmly to make sure her body didn’t collapse and continued his assault on her greedy hole. It didn’t take him long for him to unload in her. He held their bodies tight as he twitched and squirted over a month’s worth of come as deep inside of her as he could get.

  It was a needed release that he probably shouldn’t have waited so long to take care of. He knew she was just a text away anytime he needed it, even though he’d told her they were done. She’d made it clear she wasn’t ready for things to be over, and after their time together, neither was he.

  “Good girl,” he said as he pulled out.

  He grabbed some toilet paper and wiped himself off. Reaching around Nina, he threw the toilet paper in the toilet and flushed. She didn’t move from her spot. Her shoulders heaved as she tried to catch her breath.

  “Now I want you to pull your dress down and go out and pick a guy to dance with. Only one song, but I want you to think about and feel my come running down your thighs while you’re doing it.”

  The task was an easy one, given how many admirers Nina had in the bar. The bartender had already told Brady all he needed to know on that part. The fact that everyone else wanted to buy Nina a drink didn’t exactly make Brady jealous – how could it since she turned them down – but he did want to rub it in their faces that she was his.

  There were no silly titles involved in it, but Nina had made it clear by trying to contact him repeatedly that she still wanted something from him. The fact that she’d just let him fuck her in a toilet stall with crude sayings and phone numbers carved into the walls made that even more apparent.

  “Will you come back to my hotel room tonight?”

  Her voice was soft and unsure, not her usual demanding tone. Brady smiled hearing the deference she gave him.

  “Well, since I’m rooming with Curtis, and I’m sure he doesn’t want to hear you screaming out my name, I suppose I better. Go out there and get your dance in and we’ll head back to finish the night ruining your sheets.”

  They had a pretty early flight in the morning back to New York, but Brady was sure they could have plenty of fun. Nina was going to need a shower to clean up the mess the dance would leave on her legs, and Brady had tons of fun shower activities they could try out.

  “Is there anything else I should do?”

  Nina still hadn’t turned around, but she did straighten up and sway her hips to the side as she pushed her tight dress back down. Brady put himself away and thought about the question.

  “Turn around.”

  She quickly did as he commanded, pushing her shoulders back to thrust her chest out at him. He’d told her once that he liked when she presented herself that way, so it wasn’t surprising she immediately resumed the position.

  He reached to her left tit and pushed his fingers between it and the black fabric hiding it. He popped it out of the fabric and leaned down to suck her rosy nipple into his mouth. She moaned and pressed her breast into his face.

  The reaction made him smile. Her body was so pliant under every touch. His mouth moved up her breast to a spot that showed above the cup of her dress. He bit down gently, then sucked the skin hard between his teeth. It wasn’t enough to bring a lot of blood to the surface, but it left a nice red mark.

  Whoever she picked to dance wouldn’t have a chance with her, but he’d see someone had left his mark on her. He thought about doing the same thing to the other breast, but he liked the asymmetry of it.

  “Put that away and go out there and dance like you would if it was only me in the room, keeping your clothes on, of course. I want that come to make a trail down to your ankles.”

  He leaned forward and gave her a quick kiss on the lips as he smacked her ass to help start the flow. He’d squirted at least eight times in her, so there was plenty of fluid mixed with her juices to accomplish his directions.

  “I’ll be waiting at the bar for you.”

  Chapter 21

  Nina rolled over in bed and stretched her arms and legs. It’d been a long night, but it’d been a great night. She reached over and hit the button on the alarm on the table next to her side of the bed to shut it up.

  They had a flight they had to catch in an hour and a half. It’d been almost a week since she’d been home, between showing up for games during the road trip and a conference in California. The jet lag from crossing time zones sometimes four times in a day was a little harsh.

  She could hear that Brady was already up and in the shower. When she’d followed him to the bar the night before, she hadn’t expected he’d come back to her hotel room. She’d hoped, but she’d been showing up in the bars he visited for over a month, and he hadn’t given her a second glance.

  Rolling out of bed, she let the soft sheets drift off her skin as the chilly air in the room hit it. She looked down at her breast and saw just the hint of pink from where Brady had marked her the night before. It would be gone by the end of the day, but it was a reminder that the night hadn’t all been a dream.

  On her feet, she stretched again, working a little stiffness out of her body. She’d had a nice hot shower the night before, so she’d decided she’d skip the morning shower and just get ready to leave.

  “Hey, I’m going to get dressed. Is that okay?”<
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  It felt weird to yell the question. Usually she’d just get dressed and not care what a guy wanted. She didn’t see her changing from a raging control freak anytime soon, but keeping Brady in a good mood had been working out well for her.

  “Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute. I’ve got to stop by my room and grab my stuff before we head to the airport.”

  It was sort of stating the obvious, but since he was sharing a room with Curtis, the other man could’ve grabbed his bag and saved him the trip. Nina thought about calling the front desk and having them fetch the bag for him. If it was anyone else, she would’ve taken the task in her hands, but she didn’t want to do anything to piss Brady off. He seemed to be in a friendly mood and changing that wasn’t in her best interest.

  Nina fingered through the different outfits she had hanging in the small closet the room provided. The air had been a little crisp the night before, but the weather forecast she remembered seeing said it’d be in the low seventies. It wasn’t like it really mattered for a ride to the airport and a flight out of town, so she grabbed a pair of jeans and a purple t-shirt.

  That decided, she grabbed everything else hanging up and stuffed it into the open suitcase on a shelf just below the clothes. It was the end of the trip, so she didn’t care if things got wrinkled. She walked over to the dresser and pulled out a lacy black bra and matching underwear, before she took everything else to cram on top of the other clothes.

  She heard the water in the bathroom shut off and bit her lip as she pictured a wet and naked Brady grabbing a towel to dry off. Nina had studied his body the night before for a few minutes after he fell asleep. She noticed a recent bruise on his left side that was almost the size of her fist. They were expected given the physicality of the sport, but she didn’t like seeing the dark blues and purples mixing together on top of his tanned skin.

  “What are your plans for when we get back?”