My phone buzzed in my hand. I noticed another notification from that asshole Sullivan. There was a picture of Delia and me kissing. The tweet said: @TheKyleWalker you like my sloppy 2nds, bro?
I didn’t even hesitate. Storming up to the table he was sitting at with a couple of the receivers from the Gamblers, I growled, “You want a repeat performance, asshole?”
His buddies stood up crossing their arms over their chests like they intimidated me. I just smirked. “You ever wanna catch a ball again, I suggest you sit the fuck down.” They looked at each other warily before sitting back in their seats. Sullivan scoffed at them glaring from one man to the other. “Now listen to me and listen good. This little keyboard warrior thing you got going on is all fine and good, I can take it just as well as I can dish it out, but like I told these clowns, if you ever wanna throw a ball in this town again, leave Delia the hell out of it. I can break your arm with my bare hands before you ever know what’s happening, you got me?”
I hadn’t even noticed the small hand on my arm until I was being pulled away from the table. “You don’t need to defend me, Kyle. I’m a big girl, I can take care of myself.”
“I didn’t think… I just did it. Besides, I like defending you.” I grinned but she just rolled her eyes.
“C’mon, idiot, party’s over.” She started dragging me toward the front of the bar. “Keeping you out of trouble and bad press is going to be a problem for me, isn’t it?”
“Why ever would you think that? I’m usually levelheaded, that asshole just gets me riled up. How the hell did you date that guy? He’s a giant douche.”
“It was a long time ago.” Delia sighed as we stepped out into cool night air. Well, cool by Vegas standards anyway. “You need a ride?”
She must have realized what she said, because she tilted her head back looking to the sky as if asking for patience. “What kind of ride are you offering?” I just couldn’t resist.
“A ride home. I noticed you came in an Uber,” she grumbled still not looking at me. Chuckling, I crowded her space. Delia’s breath caught as she stumbled back a step. My hands instantly flew to her hips steadying her before she fell. “Why do you have to make this so hard?” I grinned but kept my comments to myself this time. Thinking it probably wasn’t a good idea to antagonize her further. “You’re sweet and protective, and I wish you’d never signed that contract.” She was rambling and it was fucking adorable. Silencing her the only way I knew how, I pressed my lips to hers mid-sentence. She seemed startled for a second before she relaxed into it. Darren grumbled from behind me, so I broke the kiss. I turned to see him glaring daggers at me. I grinned.
“You better not fuck this up, Walker.” Damn. He was in coach mode. He only called me by my last name when he was pissed that I wasn’t paying attention and took a hit that I could have easily avoided. “We need her.”
“I have no intention of fucking this up.” I smiled confidently at Delia.
“There’s nothing here to fuck up.” She took a step back from me. I instantly felt cold. Darren nodded in satisfaction before walking away without another word. “C’mon, I’ll drive you home.”
DELIA
This is a bad idea. I groaned internally. His big body filled the tiny space of my car. I saw his cocky grin out of the corner of my eye, and that didn’t help matters. Looking at his lips made me think about the kiss inside the bar. The car was silent except for our breathing. I was doing my best not to breathe through my nose so I didn’t inhale his woodsy scent. “Delia, Delia, why are you fighting this so hard?” he mocked me.
“Because….” I trailed off. That was all he was gonna get. His hand came down on my thigh and I squirmed a little in my seat. “W-what are you doing?”
“What do you mean?” He smirked before squeezing my thigh again. “This is gonna happen, babe. You may as well go along for the ride. You never should have kissed me back like you were starving. Now I wanna taste other things, and I always get what I want.” His words had my body humming. He was right, I did want him but was fulfilling that desire worth ending my career. One more scandal comes out about me and a client, the company I worked for would fire me for sure.
We got to his house; it was a cozy place in the suburbs. I looked over at him curiously. It seemed a bit too normal for a world famous MMA fighter. Without a second’s notice Kyle pulled my face into his, kissing me roughly. His lips tasted of alcohol and bad decisions and I couldn’t get enough of him. It seemed he was thinking the same thing because the next thing I know the seat belt was being tugged off of me and I was pulled across the center console to straddle his lap, our lips never parting. His hands landed on my hips squeezing the tender flesh there before he slid them up my sides and around my back pulling me closer.
I moaned as his lips moved from my lips down my neck. “You taste so fucking good, Delia.”
Squirming in his hold, I felt his hardness press against me. The added friction had me panting. One hand came up to pluck a hardened nipple through the thin fabric of the tank top I was wearing. My hips rocked again and before I knew it I was pushing my hips against him, dry humping a client in the front seat of my car. Not even that thought caused me to stop. “God, Delia, you’re killing me, gorgeous.” He punctuated his statement by moving his hand slowly down my chest to my stomach and putting pressure on my clit through the fabric of my jeans. He never moved to take off my clothes or to pull his cock out. He was being wary of me, not wanting to push me into running again by going too fast. It was maddening and endearing at the same time.
“Touch me, Kyle.” I nearly screamed. His soft chuckle filled the cab.
“No beautiful, first, I’m gonna make you come just like this. Then, I’m going to take you into my house and lay you out on my bed and feast on that sexy-ass body of yours.” His words had my hips going faster my body tingling as the orgasm built higher and higher. My head tilted back as I squeezed my eyes tight.
Kyle’s lips came down on the top of my breast nipping, sucking, licking as his hand rubbed harder and faster. As the white hot euphoria burst through my entire body I screamed, “Oh God, oh fuck, Kyle.”
“That had to be the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he said opening the door and getting out. I tried to get down but he wasn’t having any of it. “Wrap your arms and legs around me.”
“I’m too heavy,” I argued.
“Too heavy? You’re light as a fucking feather. Your body is Goddamn perfect, and if anyone ever tells you different I’ll beat their fucking ass.” He growled probably seeing the insecurity in my eyes. I nodded wrapping my arms and legs around him and kissing him softly in thanks. No one ever treated me like that before. Even Brandon had acted like he was doing me a favor by being with someone like me. I hadn’t realized how toxic that relationship had been.
“Hey, where did you go right there?” he asked softly. I’d been so in my head, I hadn’t realized that we were already inside his home. It was warm and inviting and not what I’d been expecting at all. His lips crashed against mine as he carried me past rooms I could no longer see, since my eyes were closed tight and our tongues battled. I was so caught up in the kiss I barely heard the slam of the bedroom door before I was falling. Kyle fell with me. His movements were wild as he started in removing my clothes. His hands and mouth caressed every inch of skin he exposed. I’d just had a crazy explosive orgasm, but I could already feel another starting to simmer.
The flat of his tongue licked up my body from my belly button to the underside of my breast. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin there. My back arched wanting, no, needing more. “Kyle, I want you. Now.”
He chuckled against my skin. “I told you how this was gonna work, beautiful.” He nipped at my breast before sliding back down my body. It was then that I realized he was still fully clothed and I was naked and writhing beneath him. His eyes sparked with mischief as he sat back on his knees sliding one finger through my wetness. He licked his lips before s
ucking the finger into his mouth. Groaning, he tilted his head back eyes closed in bliss. When they opened they looked different. He turned his hungry lust-filled eyes on me before picking up my legs and throwing them over his shoulders. It was only a second before his mouth crashed down on my slit. Two fingers plunged inside me as his tongue swirled around my clit. The sensation made me wild. My hands fisted in his hair holding him to me as my head thrashed back and forth. For the second time that night I was gonna come harder then I ever had before. I felt him smile against my skin before his teeth nipped my clit. The keening wails that left my throat sounded animalistic. It was primal as I broke apart completely. I was still holding his hair when I started to come down from the high he dragged out my climax with languid strokes of his tongue and fingers.
“Take them off,” I whispered huskily. His head snapped up. “Take off your clothes. I wanna feel you.”
He wasted no time giving in to my demand. He leapt off the bed and stripped in record time. Strutting over to the night stand, he pulled out a strip of condoms and laid them on the bed. “Someone’s feeling ambitious.”
“Not ambitious beautiful, confident.” He smirked.
KYLE
Crawling back on the bed, I marveled at the beautiful woman who was watching me with hungry eyes. Her hands came up and trailed the tanned skin of my chest. My eyes closed briefly at the sensation. I let her explore for a minute the way I explored her body earlier. I nearly came prematurely when her hand wrapped around my raging hard on. “Mmm, gorgeous, don’t. I wanna be inside you when I come.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” Her sexy voice was my undoing. Lunging for the strip of condoms, I ripped the little foil packaging with my teeth savagely. Her breathless giggle made me smile. She took the condom from my hands rolling it down my length slowly. I had to close my eyes and think about baseball stats to calm myself down.
Pushing her back down on the bed lightly, I leaned over her covering her lush body with mine. Her legs fell to the sides as her hands roamed my chest and abs before sliding up and around my neck pulling my head down to meet her kiss. My lips brushed her neck as I slowly rocked my hips. “God, you’re so tight.” I groaned pausing to catch my breath. She squirmed beneath me. I began to rock into her with shallow thrusts each time going a little deeper until I was seated completely inside her tight body. “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod,” she chanted over and over again.
My control snapped and I brought one of her legs up over my shoulder to get a better angle as I thrust hard and fast. Leaning over she nipped my lip with her teeth. Her hand roamed freely before her nails dug into my back as she came all over my cock. Her already tight-as-fuck pussy squeezed me like a boa constrictor spasming over and over until I came on a roar collapsing next to her and pulling her into the crook of my arm before drifting off to sleep.
***
Hours later I rolled over to find the bed empty. I had done the whole sneak out of bed in the middle of the night thing plenty of times in my past, but it felt weird that Delia had thought that she needed to do that. I didn’t like the feeling, so instead of jumping to conclusions I got out of bed and moved around the empty house. She really was gone. There was a note on the granite countertop and my heart sunk. I knew what it was going to say and the whole thing just pissed me off. We had chemistry and the sexual tension was a complete killer. Why did she keep running away like this?
Kyle,
I’m sorry, this was a mistake. I think it’s best if we don’t see each other outside the bounds of a professional nature.
Delia
I crumpled the paper in my hand and threw it at the wall in frustration. That night etched itself in my brain. I wasn’t going to be forgetting anytime soon how perfect we fit together. If that’s what she truly wanted, I’d give it to her but she would look me in the eye when she said it not through some stupid note after fleeing my bed. Oh hell no. That way I could see if she was lying.
DELIA
Yup, I was a whore. I had the best sex of my life, then snuck out like a thief in the night. Kyle must’ve hated me after reading that note. I sighed in frustration. If only he weren’t a client.
I sat by the window in my apartment the next morning with a cup of coffee in my hand staring at nothing when Brandy walked in. “You stirred up quite a bit of shit last night.” Her eyes danced gleefully.
“What? What are you talking about?” I looked over at her just as Missy hissed.
“You crazy fucking cat!” Brandy yelled jumping back before she got clawed. Missy sauntered away unconcerned that she missed, then went back and laid down on the couch in her spot. That damn cat really was a pain in my ass.
“Brandy, focus. What were you saying?” She didn’t even spare me a glance as she watched to make sure the devil-cat didn’t try to claw her again.
“Brandon has been going crazy on Twitter talking about you and Kyle Walker. What the hell happened last night?”
“You still follow that assface on Twitter?” I asked aghast. She shook her head still eyeing Missy from the other side of the room.
“No, of course not. I follow Kyle. But Brandon has tagged him in at least five tweets and not a single one of them is nice. There’s also a picture….”
“A picture of what?” I dreaded the question, even though I was pretty sure I already knew. It must have been what had Kyle threatening him and the two receivers he was with.
“It’s a picture of you and Kyle Walker kissing. So, again, I’m gonna ask you what happened last night?” My shock must have shown all over my face. Brandy stopped looking at me curiously. “You didn’t know there was a picture.”
“No, I didn’t know there was a picture,” I said thinking of all the ways this could and most likely would blow up in my face. “Shit. Do you have any idea how screwed I am?”
“No, because you won’t tell me what the hell happened,” Brandy growled.
“I slept with him,” I blurted, practically yelling. “He kissed me in the bar last night. Brandon must have snapped the picture, then I went home with him. The sexual chemistry between us is off the charts. It just happened. Once he fell asleep I started to realize the horrible mistake I made and bolted.” I shook my head sadly. Confusion warred in my brain. Did I make a mistake leaving in the middle of the night? I thought the mistake was being there in the first place, but maybe I was wrong.
“Hello, Earth to Delia.” Brandy grumbled. It was then that I realized that my phone was ringing. Brandy was looking down at it with a smile. She snatched it up before I had a chance to reach for it. “Hello, Kyle Walker. You got my friend into a heap of shit last night.” She giggled before handing me the phone.
“Delia?” He sounded sad. I didn’t want him to be sad over what had happened. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I haven’t gone into work yet, so I still have a job at the moment.” I tried to joke but it fell flat.
“I’m sorry. I should have figured that tool would take a picture of us. I just can’t believe that the damn thing went viral,” he said absently.
“Viral?” I shrieked. Missy leapt off the couch hissing her displeasure at being woken up. She clawed the arm of the couch on her way to the kitchen, probably looking for food. “Oh my God. This can’t be happening. This is exactly why I fought you on this so hard.”
“I’m sorry, Delia. I need to see you about my contract. Can I come by your office this morning?” he asked, which sounded like the worst idea imaginable, but I told him in the note that he could see me professionally so I really had no choice. “Fine, but come in early because I don’t know how long I’ll have a job.”
“Okay, I will. I can’t tell you how sorry I am. See you in a little bit.” He hung up the phone.
“What the hell am I gonna do?”
“I don’t know. Do you like him?” Brandy asked. “You don’t give yourself enough time to have fun. What if you two end up being something special? Can you honestly tell me that you won�
��t regret it your whole life if you don’t take a chance?”
“No, I can’t, but you know how long I’ve wanted this job. Since the day I realized as a girl, I’d never play professional football, this is all I’ve wanted to do. Kyle is a threat to that dream.”
“He could also be part of a new dream.” She raised an eyebrow at me. “I’ve seen the look you get when you talk about him. All gooey-eyed.” Of course she did. My face was an open book to my emotions. That was one of the reasons I’d left the note instead of telling him in person.
“Whatever, Brandy. I gotta go to work.”
***
When I got into the office there was a note on my desk from my boss. I cringed knowing good and well what he wanted to talk about in the meeting later that morning. I called a client that was supposed to be coming in at the same time and rescheduled him.
Kyle came into the office, and I instantly felt guilty. He had dark circles under his eyes. I wondered if he’d slept all right. “Are you okay?” I asked.
“I’m fine. I’m more worried about you,” he said eyeing me.
“I’ll be fine. There hasn’t been a verdict yet, but I have a meeting in half an hour. What can I do for you?” I used my professional tone to make sure he realized this was not a personal visit.
“The note you left, did you mean it?” he asked watching me closely. I blew out a breath turning my head so he couldn’t look directly into my eyes.
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