ROMANCE: SPORTS ROMANCE: The Playmaker (Bad Boy College Football Romance) (New Adult College Alpha Male Sports Romance)

by Carly White

  “Deidra I swear, where is your mind at these days?”

  “Huh? Sorry. What did you say?” I looked down sheepishly. I was thinking about Billy again, trying to get him out of my mind. I had been talking to my mother, but something she had said triggered it for me.

  “I asked how you are liking the hospital?”

  “Oh, it’s good.”

  I looked away and tried to get the feel of Billy’s hands out of my mind. What had he done to me?

  “That’s it, good?”

  “Sorry, my mind is just somewhere else today.”

  “Today, it’s been all week. I feel like you are still at school. What has you so rattled?”

  I wanted to tell someone, but my mom wasn’t the one to tell. I could give her the short version, the very, very short version.

  “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.�
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  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 silken 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

  Choked

  A Bad Boy MMA Fighter Sports Romance

  By: Carly White

  Chapter 1: Denise

  “Come here baby.”

  I felt a hand grab my butt and I turned around. Antony Frost had his hot hand on my ass. He was one of the fighters that had just fought in the octagon. I was just there to congratulate my uncle that had just had his last fight of his career.

  “Hands off. I am not one of the groupies.”

  His dark eyes twinkled, but he removed the offensive touch and let me walk away. “You could be.”

  I looked back and shrugged. “Looks like you have enough.”

  There were girls lined up to see the two stepbrothers. Since coming to the MMA scene the year before, Antony and Mike Frost had made a name for themselves. The women loved them for their ripped abs and tattooed biceps. I had been around those types of men my whole life and while they were impressive, I wasn’t that impressed.

  Uncle Ray moved out of the changing room and I gave him a big hug. He had a few girls following him too like a fly to honey, but I ignored them. “You looked good tonight. Are you okay?”

  I knew that it would be hard for him to give up the spotlight, but his body was not made for the abuse anymore. He had sadness in his look, but he covered it quickly with a smile. I knew that he would miss it, but I hoped that his charity work would keep him busy. He had teamed up with several charities to be their spokesperson now that he had no contracts with the MMA. Ray was going to miss the action, but he had earned a break from it.

  “So did you want to get something to eat? How long are you in town for?”

  “Of course, I am always hungry. I’m here for a week, but I was hoping to check out some internships while I was here.”

  He shook his head. “I just can’t believe that you would want to get into this business.”

  It wasn’t the first time I had heard that. Ray didn’t understand why I loved entertainment so much. I had spent my childhood watching him as a wrestler and then as a MMA fighter. I used to cherish the tension and the way the audience held their breath in each fight. I wanted to make people feel the same way and having him as my uncle, opened doors in the sports entertainment region and I would be a fool not to take advantage of it.

  “You know I have always loved it. Besides, I won’t be the one flinging myself around. Behind the camera producing it is much better.”

  “Fine, but I don’t like you around all these guys anymore.”

  I had to giggle. He was just like my father, always looking out for me, whether I liked it or not. “You used to love bringing me here before.”

  “That’s before you grew up. Back then, you would recite stats like you knew them by heart. It was cute. Now…”

  “It’s not that bad. Just a few gropes today.”

  His eyes narrowed and I wished I hadn’t said anything. “Who?”

  I was tempted to rat out the man, but I didn’t want things to get ugly. “No one Ray, calm down. Let’s go get something to eat.”

  ***

  When we got to his favorite restaurant, there were several fighters there from the fight. I wanted a nice, quiet meal, but I soon found myself at a huge table with the guys I had watched fight in the octagon earlier in the evening. Antony and Mike were there and I caught them looking at me, Antony saying something in his stepbrother’s ear. It became clear that they didn’t know who I was by the way they kept looking at Ray.

  Going to the bathroom, when I came back out, Antony was standing there. His dark eyes looked down at me as if I were a meal.

  “When you said you weren’t a groupie; I didn’t realize that you meant not one of mine. How does an old guy like Ray get a hot chick like you to chase after him?”
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br />   This guy was insufferable and I tried to walk away before he grabbed my arm to stop me. “Get your hands off of me. I thought we went through this before?”

  “Just tell me why him?”

  “Uncle Ray invited me here for his last big match. Why him, because he is my dad’s brother. Now get your hands off of me.”

  He did, almost immediately and I could see regret in his eyes. My uncle may have been older, but there was no way that anyone wanted to mess with him. He was known for being mean and protecting his family was one of his great causes. He had gone to jail several times for fighting with people that messed with his wife. He would do no less for me and I knew that.

  “Sorry I didn’t know that you were his niece. Why didn’t I ever know about you?”

  “I can think of a few reasons. Now if you are done, I need to go.”

  He let me walk away, but I could feel the burn in the back of me from his gaze. I looked back once and he had a look of surprise on his face. I didn’t know if it was because of who I was or that I had turned him down. I doubted that many people told him no.

  When we got back to the table, Ray was looking passed me towards Antony. “He didn’t bother you, did he?”

  I shook my head that he hadn’t. I didn’t much care for his style, but Antony was too pretty to fight Ray. I was sure that he would ruin his pretty boy face.

  “No, he seems pretty harmless.”

  Ray laughed. “I’ve never heard anyone describe him as harmless. Just be careful around these guys, you are too pretty for your own good. You don’t know what they would do to you if they got ahold of a good girl like you.”

  I nodded like I understood, but there was a hint of a smile on my face. It wasn’t the first time I had been called a good girl.

  Chapter 2: Denise

  I had an interview the next day for the production crew that produces most of the west coast MMA fights. I knew it was a long shot, but even an internship would be a step in the right direction. My parents weren’t too keen on me going into that line of work, neither was my uncle, but it was what I wanted to do. I wanted to make great television, great entertainment. So to say that I was nervous about the interview was an understatement.