by Carly White
Vinny grabbed him and pulled him away from me. I made the gestured for him to let him go. “Sorry about my associate. He is not used to people barging into my house and putting their hands on me. Sit down and we will discuss why you are so upset.”
I could see him trying to sit down. He grabbed his chest unconsciously, but I saw the wince. It would not do for him to have a heart attack in my house, so I waited for him to calm down some. The very fact that he was there was like a sign. I shouldn’t have stopped calling Emily. There were a couple of times I had been driven over to her apartment building, but I had never gotten out. It was strange territory to even want to see her again.
“So now that you are calmer James, what is the issue? I didn’t know that you were her father. She certainly didn’t say anything and she is old enough.”
“That’s not the point. Emily was not meant to be with someone like you. You have destroyed her life Tony and you don’t even care. I can’t let this go.”
He was working himself up again and I was really starting to imagine all of the police that would swarm my house if he keeled over. How many people knew he was here?
“I met her one time. Hardly long enough to do all of that. I am sure you have the wrong man.”
“I wish I did. I know it was you.”
I was still confused and I was starting to get aggravated about all of it. The man had a lot of nerve to be here in the first place. The only thing that was keeping him alive was who his daughter was and the fond memories I had of Emily. In a way I wanted to ask where she was.
“Don’t grin about it.”
“Grin about what? Really James you need to start making sense or I am out of patience.”
“She’s pregnant. You got my daughter pregnant! That doesn’t make any sense in so many ways. Do you not understand what you have done to her?”
I felt like I had been hit with a brick in my chest. There was too much information coming in. Not only was she the damn Sergeant’s daughter, but she was pregnant too? I sat there stunned and it was the first bit of relief that he had. “So you didn’t know?”
I shook my head. I couldn’t speak my throat constricted as my mind reeled. How could I have let it happen? I was always so careful, but I hadn’t seen her coming. How could I? She came out of nowhere and now I was left with a warm feeling over the news. I shouldn’t be happy, but I was. We now had a bond that could never be broken and she couldn’t ignore me forever. But she hadn’t been the one to tell me.
“Why am I finding out from you?”
“Because she isn’t going to tell you. Emily is embarrassed I am sure.”
I gritted my teeth and knew that in some ways, it must be true. The fact that I was finding out from him was all of the proof I needed. Emily had every intention on having my baby and not saying a word about it.
***
The conversation I had with James had not ended as badly as one would have expected. He was more upset over her being left to fend for herself more than anything. When I told him that she would be taken care of, he seemed to lose a lot of his anger. He didn’t try to hit me again, so I was going to take that as a good sign.
I went down to her apartment that night once I knew she was out of school. I didn’t pause on the outside as I had before. I had more resolve and though James was freaking out and I am sure Emily was as well, it was what was supposed to happen. Never had I wanted a woman twice, but Emily was different and the very idea that she was now mine forever spurred me to press the button to her apartment.
“Yes?”
“Let me up Emily. We need to talk.”
I waited for her to say something or buzz me up. Neither happened and after a minute, I buzzed again. “Emily.”
“Now is not a good time Tony.”
“I don’t care. Open up.”
Finally I heard the buzzing sound as she let me in. I walked up the stairs two at a time, trying to figure out what I was going to say to her. What was there to say? When I knocked on her door and she answered, I knew that I wasn’t going to need words. She knew who I was and I knew the secret that she was hiding. There was no going back for us.
“Tony. What are you doing here?”
I pushed past her and waited for her to close the door before I turned around. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Tell you what?”
“Your dad came by my house today.”
She sighed and looked down. It was then that I noticed what she was wearing and the slight bump in her midsection. She was ready for bed and I knew then that I was too.
“I’m sorry Tony.”
“I know your secret, you know mine. Now you are mine. You and the baby Emily.”
I moved towards her, done talking and not wanting to hear anything else but her calling out my name as she came all over me. I could still hear the sounds in my head.
“What are you doing Tony?”
“Taking what’s mine.”
I pulled her against me and like before, her slight frame fit perfectly. “We can’t Tony.”
I pressed my lips against her waiting for the sound that came with her submission. It wasn’t long before the hands that were trying to stop me against my chest, were wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer. Then the sound that I was dying to hear, the soft moan as my hips pushed against hers. She was mine. Whether she liked it or not.
I pulled away, picking her up and walking back toward what I hoped was the bedroom. I set her on the bed, pulling her shorts off and then her T shirt as she fought with the idea of us. It didn’t matter what her mind thought, with a touch, her body would say differently.
I moved to kiss her lips and then her neck. My mouth moved quickly to her bare shoulders and then bare breasts as she squirmed underneath me. Emily was sensitive, her whole body was enough to touch and taste her to make wet. I knew that when I got down to her panties they would be soaked and she didn’t disappoint me. She was ready, whether or not she thought she was.
“Please Tony.”
I lifted my head up from between her legs. “Do you want me to stop?”
She shook her head quickly, almost violently like the very idea was just too much. “Please Tony. I need you inside of me. I am dying for it.”
Moving off the bed, my hands jerked my clothes off quickly. I couldn’t be naked fast enough and there was no more preamble between us. It was like the last time we were together. She pushed me to need her too much and all I could think about was being buried inside of her once more.
Dragging her close to the edge of the bed, I ripped her panties off of her and heard her squeal as I pushed her legs together and then pushed her legs up to her chest. Wrapping my arms around her thighs and pressing down, I pinned her underneath me. Her blue eyes closed and I knew that she wouldn’t be able to run away anymore.
Thrusting my thickness forward, I let the head rub against the slickness, pushing her lips wide as I put more pressure on her honey hole. It was hotter and wetter than last time.
“Look at me Emily.”
She opened her eyes slowly and I could tell she was gagging for it. If I knew her body well enough, I would have guessed that she only needed a little nudge to ecstasy.
“What do you want Emily?”
“I want you to fuck me Tony. Make me come, please!”
There was no denying her any longer and I pressed in suddenly. We both gasped and my eyes closed as well, as I felt the suffocating walls crashing in around me as I pushed deeper. She was as tight as the last time we had been together. Her nails dug into my biceps, the only place she could hold on, knowing what was going to come next.
Pulling back, I pushed her thighs down with my hands, letting her spring back up on my cock as I released her. With that motion and then the thrusting of my hips, I was pounding into her hard and fast. Emily was shaking underneath me, trying to get out of my hold, but I just fucked her harder. I could feel the wetness seeping out of her and splashing back on my thighs.
Slow
ing down, I leaned in to take her lips in mine again. It pushed me deeper and Emily was whimpering again, begging me to stop.
My hips stilled and I ground against her. “Are you sure you want me to stop?”
She whined again, her insides clenching me while her lips moved up against mine. I released her thighs, letting them fall open and my eyes were filled with her luscious breast now on display as they had escaped from the lacy confines of her bra. Her thighs shook as I pushed them wider, sliding my dick back in as deep as I could go. It was different with them open, my cock pushing deep into her womb. My fingers fell on her quim and she cried out with the touch on her sensitive nub.
Watching my shaft slowly bury inside of her, my fingers flew on her core as she tried to stop me. I knew she was close to another orgasm and it was only when her legs fell to the bed in exhaustion, that I picked up my pace enough to finally lose my own need for control. Every stream and stroke made me want more. I would never be able to get enough of her. I knew that now. Even before I pulled out, I was already dying to get hard and pound her again.
When I pulled out of her, she made a soft sound and closed her legs. I lay down next to her, still breathing hard. There was a lot to talk about, but just then, all I could think about was more. “Do you need time?”
“Time for what?”
“For more.”
She shook her head and snuggled close. “Yes. Just a few minutes though. I recover quite quickly.”
I was starting to think that life with Emily was going to be anything but mundane. She was always surprising me
Tight End
A Down And Dirty Football Romance
By: Carly White
Tight End
Chapter 1
“Lou, what are you doing after class?”
Lou shrugged. It was Friday night and while she was supposed to be out like most of her friends, Lou was more interested in getting her project done early. Her friend Charlie knew that she wasn’t going to go with her by the way she looked.
“Come on Lou. You promised.”
“Don’t be dramatic. I didn’t even say anything.”
“I’m not. You were giving me that look while you tried to think of an excuse.”
It was exactly what she was doing and she wished sometimes that she didn’t always know her as well as she did. The two had been friends for years and while they were as different as two people could be, Lou couldn’t have asked for a better friend. Even though she got drug to too many parties to count, Charlie would come with her to the planetarium or something as equally dull to her bubbly friend.
“Okay, I don’t really want to go, but I said I would though. I will.” Lou groaned inwardly as she walked towards their apartment on the other side of campus. They had been living together for the last year and it was working out well, most of the time.
“Don’t sound too thrilled.”
“I won’t. So who’s parties is it anyways?”
“The jocks.”
Another grimace. “Ah, just when I thought it couldn’t get any better. You want to go get drunk around a bunch of meatheads?”
“They are pretty to look at.”
“Yeah, as long as they don’t talk too much.”
Charlie was braiding her hair as they walked. The woman couldn’t be bothered to bring anything besides her phone to class. No books, notepads, folders, color-coded anything, while Lou was carrying half her weight in her backpack. Charlie was the type to breeze through everything that she attempted, Lou had to work double for everything it seemed. It was no clearer to her then, as to watch her friend walking beside her with not a care in the world.
Lou was the pessimistic, while her friend was the one who knew that there was some cosmic plan that would make everything turn out okay. It was a mixture between relaxing and irritating to be around and today it was pushing towards the latter feeling.
They got back to the apartment and made lunch. Both girls had class that evening as well, though Lou had one of her law classes, while her friend had taken an art class for her elective. Lou sometimes wished that she had taken a few classes for fun, but she was driven towards her goals and it had just seemed a waste. So instead she was taking some extra law classes to help her when she worked on her masters. Every move was figured out already and sometimes she wished she could just be as relaxed as Charlie was.
Charlie came back in the room and she had changed into a pair of paint splattered overalls. She looked ridiculous and Lou told her so, but Charlie couldn’t care less. “What does it matter what people think Lou? They are comfortable and I was sick of getting all of my good clothes messed up.”
Lou just shook her head. “So what are you guys doing today?”
“We have a project. You should have seen it last week, we had nudes. Enough of us girls complained that it was always a woman and they ended up paying one of the football players to do it.”
“Really? Who?”
“Phil.”
Lou couldn’t believe it. Phil was the star tight end and at his last year in school, everyone knew that he was going to make it big. “Why would he do that?”
It didn’t make sense to Lou. The man came from money and he could have anything he wanted. Surely he didn’t need to make a few dollars on the side running around nude for the art class. Charlie didn’t seem to see the problem. “I don’t know. He has a big wanker. Maybe he was just trying to show off. You know how guys like him are.”
Lou nodded her head, but she still didn’t get it. She would never get naked in front of a bunch of people, no matter how much money they wanted to pay her. Lou had no extra money and she still couldn’t see why someone would do it.
Charlie saw the look on her friend’s face and wanted to shock her. “Do you want to see it?”
“See what?”
“The drawing.”
Lou shook her head that she didn’t. “No, I think I am good.” Her friend had a painting style like Picasso and she figured it wouldn’t be that good anyways. Not what she wanted to see it of course.
“Oh come on, I used a realism technique. It’s like practically having it in front of you.”
Her friend’s face started to get red and she went into her bedroom to get it to show her. She didn’t mention how big the canvas was and when she saw it, she was shocked. “Oh my God Charlie!”
“I know.”
“That can’t be real.”
“Well it is.”
Lou turned her head sideways and once again wished with all of her might that there was some way that she could get into the art class. “Wow.”
“I know right? I can kind of see how he gets those crazy women that chase after him.”
Lou nodded, not being able to take her eyes off of it. It wasn’t just his package that caught her eye, but the hard ridges of his chest and stomach. The man was as close to an Adonis as she had seen and Lou was starting to feel a little hot under the collar.
“I get that he is hot, but what are you supposed to do with that thing anyways?”
Charlie just shook her head and started to put the picture back in her room. “If you don’t know what to do with that Lou, I don’t know what to tell you. I can think of several things that should be done with a man like that.”
Lou’s face was red when she got back out and she knew that she would never be able to look at him the same. She suddenly really hoped that she didn’t have to run into him at the party. It would be quite hard to not look at him and not blush.
“Are you coming?” Charlie looked back at her friend in amusement.
“Yeah I am coming.” Lou grabbed her bagged that weighed sixty pounds and sighed when the straps cut into her back. “I really need to take some more electives.”
“Yeah I can see that. Do you want me to see if they have any more room in art class?”
Lou shook her head. “No, the first time someone drops their pants, I am out of there.”
Chapter 2
Lou couldn’t pa
y attention through class. All she could think about was that painting that Charlie had showed her. She wished that she hadn’t seen it, but it was something that couldn’t be unseen, no matter how much she wanted to. It was distracting to say the least and after the class, Lous didn’t think that she had really heard anything that the teacher was talking about.
She met up with Charlie after class and asked how Art was. Lou secretly wondered if there were any more nudes that she had painted or if she had seen Phil, though she couldn’t ask any of those questions. Charlie said she had a good time, but didn’t elaborate. “It was alright. I will be happy when it is over. The teacher is kind of a drag.”
“A drag? I will switch classes with you in a heartbeat.”
“Well next term take something you would actually like Lou. College isn’t going to be all about what you can put on your resume. Ten years from now, you will wish that you had gone to more parties and had more fun.”
“Maybe. Though I said I was going to go tonight.”
“Are you actually going to drink?”
She shrugged. “Maybe.”
Lou was still working on loosening up, but it was hard. Every time she got to drinking, she did something stupid and she was still trying to get over some of the things she did when she was a freshman.
“You should. I won’t let you get too crazy.”
The reminder wasn’t needed and Lou didn’t say anything. “Don’t worry about it Lou. People barely even remember it.”
It didn’t matter if someone else did, she remembered and she remembered how fast the short video had spread through the college. There weren’t very many people on campus then that hadn’t seen her drunken strip tease. “I know. I can go through most days without the looks, but I think that is because Dante doesn’t go to school here anymore. He liked to keep it going.”
