Big Baller: Bad Boy Sports Romance

by Abbi Hemp

  “Yeah?”

  “Hey, you busy?”

  “At the moment, yeah. What’s up?”

  “I’m on my way back from the city. Can I come by your place to talk?”

  “Sure, dear. I’ll see you in a bit.”

  I heard a man grunting on the other end of the line in the background just before she hung up. The rest of the drive, I thought about Tony and how bad I’d fucked up by acting like a fucking teenager instead of a grown-ass woman.

  Fuck my life.

  * * *

  Jessica sat on the far end of her couch, shaking her head as she listened to me relate what had happened with Tony earlier in the day.

  “You’re insane, girl. Do you know that?”

  I frowned and sighed.

  “Do you think I messed it up?”

  “You need to call him right now.”

  “I don’t want to be rude.”

  “You go home and call him. I’ve got other things to do tonight than listen to you moan about the quarterback of the Rebels coming on to you too strong.”

  “Ugh. I totally messed it up, didn’t I? He scared me.”

  “You might have, but you’re not going to know until you call him. Did he try to call you back?”

  “Once as I was pulling out of his driveway, but I didn’t answer.”

  She laughed, shaking her head again.

  “You ran away without even saying goodbye?”

  I nodded, knowing I’d fucked it all up.

  “Why do I always sabotage myself?”

  “You really want to know?” the older, wiser woman asked.

  “I’m not sure.”

  “You’re afraid of love, dear. At least that’s what I see. When you’ve been around the block as many times as me, you learn to recognize these things.”

  “But I can’t be in love right now. That’s why I ran. I’ve got to get into college and make my own money. I’m not some damn trophy wife.”

  “You’re going to end up old and alone with that attitude. From what you’ve said, this guy is pretty fantastic.”

  “He always tells me to calm down and makes fun of me because he has money.”

  “Girl, you need to grow up. You know you get excited sometimes. Hell, I tell you to calm down all the time.”

  “Yeah, but…”

  “But nothing,” she interrupted. “You go home and call him. Get this worked out. Or don’t. It’s up to you. At the least, he deserves an explanation for you running away earlier today.”

  “Yeah, you’re right,” I admitted.

  “Damn straight I’m right.” She smiled. “Now go before my next date comes over.”

  “How many dates you have today?” I asked.

  “Not enough.” She shook her head. “I can’t believe you’re running away from this rich guy. Shame on you.”

  “It’s not like that. He’s different.”

  “Well, go call him.”

  “I’m going,” I said, standing up. “Thanks for the talk. It helped.”

  “You’ll get my bill in the mail,” she teased with a smile.

  I walked toward the door of her one-bedroom apartment a few blocks away from where I lived. Outside, on the walk home, I thought about how to apologize to Tony.

  Would he even accept my call? I wouldn’t if I were him. Was that why I was so attracted to him? He was different in some way, but I couldn’t put my finger on it exactly.

  Only time would tell. Unfortunately, like money and love, I had very little time in my life.

  EIGHT

  Heidi

  When I reached my apartment, I flopped down on the bed and called up Tony. He didn’t answer after the first ring. I almost ended the call, afraid to talk to him.

  “Hello?” he answered.

  “Hey, Tony. It’s me.”

  “What the hell?” he asked. “Why did you leave so sudden?”

  “I’m sorry. It wasn’t you.”

  “Yeah, well…”

  His voice drifted off.

  “You had me so turned on, I panicked.”

  “We’re adults, Heidi. Don’t you know how to talk about your feelings?”

  “No, I don’t,” I snapped. “Ever since my parents died, I’ve pushed my feelings down, not wanting to deal with them. It’s not healthy, but I did what I had to do to survive, okay?”

  “It’s okay,” he said in a soothing voice.

  He better not tell me to calm down, I thought as I took a deep breath.

  “I’m glad you’re okay.”

  “Yeah?”

  “Look, I know where we met and everything, but there’s something about you.”

  “Something good?”

  “Yeah, something terrific. When you showed up today, I got so excited I had to jump in the pool and cool off. When I came up, you were gone without even saying goodbye.”

  “I’m so sorry,” I said softly. “Where are you?”

  “Still at home. About to go to bed.”

  “I can let you go.”

  “No, it’s fine. I like to hear your voice.”

  “I’m lying in my bed too.”

  “Mm,” he moaned. “What are you wearing?”

  Is he going there? So soon? Phone sex is safe. Maybe…

  “Clothes,” I teased. “You saw them.”

  “I wanted to see you out of them. You’ve got a great body.”

  “You’ve already seen most of me.”

  “That was in the club. It doesn’t count.”

  “No?”

  “No.”

  “What are you wearing?” I asked.

  “I still have on what I was wearing when I jumped into the pool.”

  “Those bikini briefs, huh? I have to admit they turned me on.”

  “Yeah, that was kind of the point.”

  He chuckled. I took a deep breath.

  “I’m touching my breast now,” I said. “Are you touching yourself?”

  “No, I’m not. Wait… Do you mean?”

  “Come with me?”

  “I’ve not had phone sex since high school.”

  “Me either, but seeing your hot body earlier turned me on so much. I got scared.”

  “You shouldn’t be afraid of me.”

  “I’m not afraid of you. I’m afraid of what you’ll have me wanting to do?”

  “What’s that?”

  “I don’t know. Sucking your dick. Making you feel good.”

  Did I just say that out loud?

  “Mm,” he moaned again. “My hand is moving lower.”

  “Yeah? If I was there, I would be sliding down your body, kissing your chest and stomach.”

  “Go on…”

  “When I got to your cock, I’d kiss it, lick the length of it with my warm, wet tongue.”

  “Damn,” he said, breathing heavy.

  “You okay?”

  “I think so. You’re turning me on with just your voice. This is odd but exciting.”

  “What would you do to me?”

  My hand snaked down the front of my pants.

  “I’d kiss every inch of your body, starting at your mouth and moving down to your breasts.”

  “Yeah,” I moaned, feeling myself getting wetter.

  “I’d bury my head between your legs and tongue your pussy like a madman.”

  “Like a madman, huh? How’s that work?” I giggled.

  “I’ll have to show you in person, but I’ve never had any complaints.”

  “Mm,” I moaned. “When I saw your cock today…”

  I let my voice fade to silence.

  “Yeah? What about it?”

  “It was so big,” I said, my chest rising and falling faster. “I’m touching myself now, thinking about it, and it has me so wet. Are you touching yourself?”

  “Yeah, I’m getting hard,” he grunted. “It’s been years since I’ve touched myself.”

  “It turns me on to hear you say it.”

  “I’d stick my big, hard cock in your tight, wet
pussy and fuck you like a pro.”

  “Yes…”

  My fingers rubbed faster.

  “I can feel your tight pussy around me now,” he said. “You’re riding me, your long hair flowing down.”

  “Go on,” I begged, getting closer to coming.

  “You’ve got this hot body, but it’s your eyes and soul that turn me on.”

  “Yes…”

  “Can you feel me inside you?”

  “Yes…I’m so close.”

  “Hold on,” he said. “Let me catch up.”

  “I wish I was there to suck your cock right now.”

  “Fuck,” he said, breathing even faster.

  “Oh, Tony,” I screamed, my fingers moving furiously.

  “Yes, baby. Come for me.”

  An orgasm rushed up and overtook me. I came, moaning without any shame.

  “Damn,” he said as I quieted down. “That was fast.”

  “Are you close?” I asked, still catching my breath.

  “To tell the truth, I haven’t started.”

  “What?”

  I pulled my hand out of my pants.

  “Yeah, I started to, but I couldn’t get hard all the way. Your voice is hot and all, but…”

  “Can you come over?” I begged.

  “Tonight? Right now?”

  “Please? I have to have you inside me, and your car is faster than mine.”

  He laughed.

  “It is, but…”

  “Don’t you want me?” I interrupted.

  “I’m on my way.”

  He ended the call.

  I got out of bed, tossing my phone on the mattress. The one good thing about living in a studio apartment was that it wasn’t hard to keep it clean.

  He’s really coming over, I thought as I glanced around, wondering what the sports star would think of my small, crappy apartment. Should I have gone to him?

  As I waited, I lit some candles and fired up a Pandora station full of slow and sexy songs on my laptop. With each minute that passed, I became more nervous.

  I undressed then jumped in the shower to clean up and make sure my legs were extra smooth. He deserved perfection, or at least as close as I could get.

  NINE

  Tony

  Why am I rushing down to see her? I could call a dozen women and have them come to me. What is up with this woman? The questions came at me without any easy answers as I drove south.

  The Mercedes was on cruise control as I raced down the interstate, hoping no speed traps were set up. Fuck it. I’ll pay the damn ticket if I get one. All I could think about was fucking her fine body.

  And interacting with her complex mind. It wasn’t all physical with her, which wasn’t normal. Not for me. I fucked women then kicked them the hell out of my life when they got to close.

  Never before had I rushed to a woman over an hour away, especially not one who had run out on me earlier in the day. I gripped the steering wheel at the top with my right hand.

  Every mile, I thought about her sexy voice, the sound of her coming over the phone. Had she been faking it? Was she just playing me for a payoff at the end?

  I pushed the doubts and paranoia aside as I got closer to Ashland, Ohio where she lived. Right off of I-71, I would soon be at her house which I’d only seen from the outside.

  When I reached her place, I parked and got out quickly. The alarm chirped twice as I walked to the door I’d seen her go in. Outside it, I heard music coming from inside.

  After knocking, I stepped back. Dressed in jeans and a tee-shirt, I took a deep breath, wondering what she would be wearing. Driving to her didn’t make any sense, but love rarely made sense.

  Why did that word scare me so damn much?

  The door opened. I saw her nearly nude body. A black bra and panties contrasted her pale skin. Before she said a single word, I stepped forward and slipped my arm around her waist.

  She gasped as I pulled her close and places my lips on hers. As we kissed, she stepped backward. I reached around and closed the door behind me while slipping my tongue into her mouth.

  I pulled back and glanced around the tiny apartment.

  “Damn, it is small,” I said.

  “Shhh.”

  As I watched her beautiful face, she slipped to her knees on the floor in front of me. Her hands undid my pants and slid them down with my underwear, exposing my cock.

  She grabbed it and stared up at me. I looked deep into her beautiful green eyes, loving the way her cool, thin fingers felt wrapped around my smooth shaft.

  “You came fast,” she said, smiling.

  “I’m probably going to come fast too.”

  “Don’t worry,” she cooed. “We have all night.”

  I continued watching her face as her lips parted and her tongue came out, licking the head of my cock while she stroked it up and down.

  “Damn,” I said, breathing heavy.

  She slipped the tip into her mouth. I put my palm against her wall to steady myself. Blood rushed between my legs as her head bobbed up and down, her lips tightly pressed against my skin.

  I reached down with my other hand and gently placed it on the top of her head, the sensation of it moving adding to the pleasure somehow. She looked up at me, those eyes open so wide.

  “Yes,” I hissed as my cock grew harder.

  She pulled her head back and breathed faster as she continued jerking it.

  “You like that?”

  I nodded, wanting to be inside her hot pussy so bad.

  “Come here,” I said, bending down.

  “No,” she said then covered my cock with her mouth again.

  “Fuck,” I groaned as she sucked me like an out of work porn star. “You’re going to make me come.”

  “That’s the whole idea. We have all night.”

  She went back to work, making me feel like royalty as she made love to my cock with her mouth. A lot of women thought they gave good head, but this was the best I’d ever had.

  Her hands squeezed my rock hard ass cheeks then pulled me toward her, sucking like she truly loved me. As I got closer to coming, I fought the urge to explode, wanting the moment to last.

  Heidi appeared to have other things on her mind as she tickled my balls while sucking me hard and deep, her head moving faster. I thrust my hips out a bit, loving the way she made me feel.

  I needed this so bad, I thought as she brought me even closer to coming. Should I pull out at the last moment? Tell her I’m about to come? My brain turned to mush as the rush of orgasm approached.

  “Yes,” I begged. “That’s it. Don’t stop.”

  She moved both her hands back to the shaft of my cock, twisting them around it as she sucked the swollen mushroom head so shiny and ready to pop.

  “I’m going to come,” I hissed, tapping her on the head.

  Instead of moving her mouth off my cock, she sucked even harder, swirling her tongue back and forth over the sensitive spot underneath the head.

  “Fuck!” I screamed out as my entire being rushed to my cock.

  She stared up at me with those innocent and sweet eyes open so wide as I shot my load into her warm and willing mouth. What a dirty slut, I thought, turned on even more.

  When I stopped squirting, she pulled her head back, my cock slipping out of her mouth. Some of my cum was coming out of the corner of her mouth. I didn’t fucking care.

  “Come here,” I said, reaching down to help her up.

  I pressed my body against hers and kissed those cum covered lips, not caring about tasting my own juices. She moaned, still stroking my sensitive cock.

  “Whoa,” I said, laughing nervously as I stepped back. “We have to give it a few minutes at least.”

  “Yeah? Whatever are we going to do?” she teased.

  “Let’s start with getting the rest of those clothes off you.”

  “Go sit on the bed,” she said. “I’ll dance for you.”

  I took off my shirt then stepped out of my pants. Comple
tely naked, I sat on the edge of her small bed.

  “We have to keep it kind of quiet, okay? My neighbors aren’t on the best of terms with me.”

  “Okay,” I said, not caring about anything else other than seeing her naked body.

  “Hold on,” she said, walking over to a desk in the corner.

  She swiped the track pad on a laptop. A slow and sensual R&B song played. I leaned back, propped up with my forearms, watching as she moved her body, still not facing me.

  I took a deep breath, enthralled by her sensuality. She reached behind her and undid the bra. It dropped to the floor as her body continued swaying with the music.

  As I stared, not taking my eyes off her for a single second, she grabbed her panties and slid them down her legs while bending over, giving me a perfect view of her ass.

  The tiny flash of her pussy wasn’t nearly enough, but I controlled myself and waited as she stood up, body still moving. That ass hypnotized me as it shook and jiggled.

  She turned, arms crossed over her chest, hiding those beautiful natural breasts even though I’d seen them before. I glanced down and saw her neatly shaved bush.

  When I looked up, she had gotten closer and dropped her arms. My eyes locked with hers as she put her hands on my thighs and leaned forward. I buried my face in her breasts.

  I locked onto one nipple, sucking it. She moaned then straightened up, pushing me back on the bed.

  “Lay down,” she said.

  Unused to a woman taking so much control, I did as she said, intrigued by the situation on so many levels. She crawled onto the bed, straddling my body.

  Instead of positioning herself over my dick, she kept moving up my body until her knees were on either side of my head, her thighs pressing against me.

  When I saw her wet pussy so close, I didn’t need an invitation. She reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair as I licked the entire length of her slit.

  I loved the taste of her pussy. From her moans, I took it that she was enjoying every moment. As I ate her out, I grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer.

  She leaned forward, giving me even better access to her delicate, pink flesh. I moved my tongue back and forth, up and down, and all around.

  With each stroke of my tongue, I brought her closer to a mind-bending orgasm. She deserved to feel at least as good as she had made me feel.