Go Hard: A Bad Boy Sports Romance(94)

Finally, Nash finished and slid his cock from my mouth. I took a deep breath, swallowing every last drop of his cum. His stared down at me, grinning hugely.

“That was close,” he whispered.

The two girls were gone, their footsteps disappearing around the corner.

I licked Nash’s cock, cleaning him off. “Too close,” I said, smiling.

He laughed. “Fuck you’re incredible.”

“I try.”

He grabbed me and pulled me to my feet, crushing me against him. He kissed my lips hard, and I returned his kiss, my heart hammering in my chest.

That had been close. Those girls had been barely a few feet away, and if they had really looked our way, they would have seen Nash’s big cock in my throat. That would probably have scarred the poor girls for life.

We broke the kiss off and laughed together. He held me as we laughed, clearly sharing the same thought.

“Come on,” I said finally, getting a hold of myself. “We need to get back.”

“Fuck the signing,” he said. “Give me a minute. I want to fuck that pussy right here and now.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “No. We have to get back.”

He grunted. “Fine. Your loss.”

“Come on.” I pulled my shirt back down and then turned and walked back onto the path. He pulled his clothes back on and followed me.

We walked back toward the signing that way. My head was buzzing with the excitement and the fear, the taste of his cum still on my tongue.

I didn’t know what the hell had come over me. But I’d wanted him so badly in that moment, I couldn’t stop myself.

That was what he did to me. It was scary, how quickly I could forget about anything but him.

Scary and absolutely exciting.





24





Nash





My whole damn body was buzzing as we walked back toward the book signing.

The girl was incredible. One second she was pissed as hell at me, and the next she was sucking my cock in public like a pro. I couldn’t believe how intense and amazing she was, but I should have figured it out by now. She kept me guessing, and I loved that.

But I felt like I was finally getting to know her as a person, and I was finally letting her know me. Yeah, sure, we were fake married and all, but we had never really known each other. I was getting more comfortable around her every day, feeling looser and better.

Which maybe could be a bad thing. My sole mission, my real mission, was to get back into active duty combat. I couldn’t afford any distractions, even if that distraction sucked my cock and made me come like I’d never felt before.

I needed her though. I needed her help in keeping up this charade, making my superiors happy, making America happy. I needed her in so many different ways that I was beginning to forget which was the truth and which was the lie.

As soon as we walked back into the bookstore, I could tell something was up. The crowd was slowly dispersing, and Livy came up to us, looking annoyed.

“What’s up, Liv?” I asked.

“You guys took too long,” she said. “What were you doing?”

“We just went for a walk,” Selena said quickly.

Liv glanced at her and then back at me. “Come on. We have an interview scheduled for now.”

“With who?” I asked.

“Some women’s magazine. Cosmo, I think.”

“Cosmo, you think?” I said, laughing, but Liv was already walking away. We hurried to catch up with her.

She led us through the store and into the back. There was an employee lounge back there, which Liv hustled the two of us into.

“We can use this,” she said. “The Cosmo person will be here soon.”

“No cameras?” Selena asked.

“No. Just an interview.” Liv nodded and then left.

I looked at Selena. “Ready?”

“I guess so.”

“Don’t worry. It’s not taped, so it’s a lot easier.”

A minute later, a tall, bald, older man walked into the room.

“Nash Bell,” he said, “I’m Richard Mint, reporter from Cosmo.”

I stood up and shook his hand. “You’re not what I expected.”

Richard grinned. “Is it because I’m old and also a man?”

“Pretty much.”

“Well,” Richard said, “we don’t always choose our calling.” He sat down across from us. “You must be Selena,” he said.

She smiled. “Nice to meet you. I don’t think you’re old.”

Richard laughed. “Thanks, dear.” He pulled a small recorder, a notebook, and a pen from his bag. He placed them on the table and looked at me. “I’m going to hit record, okay?”

I nodded. “Go for it.”

He pressed the button and leaned back. “So, this should be quick and painless. I have a few questions from our readers for you two.”

“Okay,” I said. “Ask away.”

“First question is for you, Selena. What kind of panties does Nash prefer you wear?”

She blinked, surprised. “Excuse me?”

“Your underwear, dear. What’s Nash’s favorite pair?”

“Uh,” she stammered. “I, uh, black.”

I grinned hugely at her. She looked so incredibly taken aback. I probably should have warned her that these women’s magazine interviews tended to be all about sex, but it was a little more fun to see her surprise.

“Black?” Richard asked. “What sort, dear? Thong, boy short, bikini?”

“Thong,” Selena said, turning bright red.

“Very good,” Richard replied, writing something down. “Another for you, Selena. What is your favorite sexual position?”

She squirmed uncomfortably and looked at me. “Do I have to answer?”

“You don’t have to do anything, babe,” I said.

“Our readers are very curious about you, Selena,” Richard said. “I’d love it if you could tell me whatever you’re comfortable with.”

“Any position Nash puts me in is what I like,” she said quickly, looking down at her hands.

I laughed. “She likes it from behind, Richard.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Anal?”

“No!” Selena said quickly. “Oh my god, no.”

“Maybe,” I said, smirking hugely at her. “We haven’t tried yet.”

“Nash!”

“Very good,” Richard droned. He looked totally bored by the whole thing, but I was loving the way Selena reacted to everything. “Nash, what is your favorite part of Selena’s body?”

I stroked my chin. “Great question, Richard.”

“Thank you.”

“Well, she has a wonderful ass. Don’t you agree, Richard?”

“Of course,” he said simply.

“But I have to say, my favorite part is her lips. She has such a beautiful mouth.”

“A wonderful smile,” Richard agreed.

“I was thinking a lovely mouth for something else, but sure, her smile too.”

Selena looked absolutely shocked. “You can’t print that,” she said quickly.

Richard laughed. “Don’t worry. I’ll clean this up.” He looked at her. “Same question to you about him.”

“His arms,” she said quickly.

“Are you sure, babe?” I asked. “I think the part you ask for the most is my—”

“Nash!”

I leaned back and crossed my arms, grinning hugely at her. “My arms it is then.”

Richard nodded, writing it down. “Almost finished,” he said. “Nash, what first attracted you to Selena?”

I paused for a second. I could make a joke out of this, say something about the way her tits made my cock hard, but for some reason I was compelled to say the truth.

“It was the way she looked at me,” I said. “Like I was a regular fucking person, and she didn’t care about me one bit. That got my attention.”

She smiled slightly, relieved that I hadn’t said something else.

“And what about you to him, Selena?” Richard asked.

“He’s an asshole,” Selena said. “His cocky attitude, I guess.”

I laughed. “Not very flattering, babe.”

“Well, you are an ass.”

“An ass man, you mean. I’m wild for that sweet fucking ass.”

Richard smile at us. “You two seem like you’re really in love,” he said.

Selena looked back at him and was unable to speak for a second.

“We are,” I said quickly, covering for her. “Very much in love.”

She smiled and reached over to put her hand on my arm. “Yeah.”

“Last question. Selena. If you could change something about Nash, what would it be?”

She smiled. “Nothing. He’s perfect.”

Richard looked at me. “And anything about Selena?”

“I’d make it so that she never got tired.”

Richard raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“I’d like it so that she never got tired of me fucking her over and over. She has to sleep, and that can be very annoying when I want to keep making love to her all night long.”

Selena turned bright red and smacked my arm while Richard wrote that quote down. “Very good. Thanks you two,” he said, standing.

I stood and we shook hands. He turned and left.

“I’m going to kill you,” Selena said.

I grinned hugely at her. “What’s wrong, wife?”