Turn Over:A Secret Baby Sports Romance(19)

"There are no brands allowed in this bed, baby. Do you want to get on a plane, Alexa or do you want me to fuck you?"





14





Luke





I loved that sated glow on her body. I knew I had satisfied her on the  couch. I'd never seen a woman come like that. It was fucking art the way  she did it. She wasn't going to suddenly roll over and bolt out of  here. Not with the sounds she made. Not with the way her body reacted to  my every move. I held some kind of power over Alexa and we both knew  it.

"If I stay, it's going to make things worse," she argued.

"And if you go, we don't get to do this." I waggled my eyebrows.         

     



 

"If I'm seen in Austin another day, the press is going to report we're  together. It's more than a kiss if I stay. It's a headline."

"So let them." I leaned down, flicking my tongue over her nipple. It  puckered into a hard peak, begging for my teeth to toy with it some  more. Fuck, she drove me crazy. I wondered how many different ways I  could make her come. Was there anything she wouldn't do?

"And this? What is it if I stay? Do you want another headline with me? Is this more press for you?"

I looked in her eyes.

"This is what you want it to be."

I couldn't resist her tit any longer. My teeth latched on it, sucking with possessiveness.

"God, Luke," she groaned. Her hands urged my head closer before trying  to shove me off. "Is this part of the plan? Part of the great PR  campaign for redemption?" she asked through panted breaths. "You need my  good girl name?"

The planning meeting never got past the hospital ambush. That was all  Charlie had outlined for me. She wanted Austin to start to make the  connection that underneath the playboy act it was possible I had a heart  of gold, buried under the scowl and the tattoos. Life had made me  tough, and all it took was the influence of a good woman to make me some  kind of loveable teddy bear. It was fucking laughable. I didn't have a  hard life. I was born and raised in a small Texas town. Great parents  who raised two football-loving sons. One a people pleaser. The other a  hard-headed prick.

Alexa writhed under my touch. "You have everything to gain and I have everything to lose."

She was fucking right. This girl could save me. And I could destroy her.

Getting lost in her. Burying myself in her was the first time I thought  salvation was something I wanted. Her eyes on me stoked a new desire. A  desire for something bigger than myself.

I didn't want to be the Luke Canton that everyone else saw me as. I  wanted to be the Luke Canton that Alexa saw me as. The man she relied on  to protect her when we were in the parking garage. The quarterback who  would pay his last penny for a private concert with her. The man she  needed to unlock the secrets of her body. She fucking needed me.

"Then don't tell anyone." I didn't need her because Charlie dictated it. I needed her for me. She was my perfect dirty secret.

"What?" She tried to prop herself on her elbows, but I was making my way  down the silky skin surrounding her navel. She flattened on the  mattress with a soft sigh.

"I don't care about using your image. That was never my shitty idea. It won't happen again."

I took my time, pressing her folds back with my fingers, feasting my  eyes on her swollen clit. It was as if it were pulsing a rhythm for me. I  licked my lips.

With a quick snatch, Alexa pulled a pillow to her chest. That wasn't going to help her when I got started.

"Really?" She barely got the word out. "You won't?"

"No. I swear." I wanted the argument to be over. I wouldn't touch her name. Only her body.

I blew a warm whisper of air between her legs, pinning her velvet layers  into position. God, she was even waxed to perfection, pointing me to  right where I wanted to be.

"You haven't answered my question," I reminded her.

Her eyes were glazed with lust. I could smell the musky scent seeping  between her legs. My cock was a hard rod of steel, ready to possess her  one more time. But not until she said the words.

The stakes were different now.

I had an entirely different offer than I did last night.

"Do you want me to let you go, or do you want to stay and be fucked?"  I'd never given a woman the option to be mine. I'd never wanted anything  more than a good-time fuck. But with Alexa one time. Two times. Not  enough. Not fucking close.

Her nails dug into the contours of her side. She twisted her hips,  pumping with sexy hip action, trying to get more from me, but I held her  where I wanted her. I watched the pink bud throb-God, she fucking  wanted me.

With one word that swollen clit would be mine. I'd bury my cock so far  inside her there would be no going back. Her slick honey coated her. My  dick would slide with fiery heat, claiming her with authority.         

     



 

Her manicured nails raked closer to me, digging into her thighs. The  tips pressed at the peak of her knees and I almost fucking lost it. She  spread her legs wider almost dropping them to the blanket as if she  could read my mind.

"Fucked," she moaned. "I want to be fucked."

Her tits pebbled and the cream between her legs flowed.

I needed only one taste. One second inside her like this. Taking in every ounce of sinful heaven she offered.

I thumbed the end of my cock swirling the precum over the head before I  reared back and sank into her with power that branched from every part  of my body.

Just a few pumps like this I told myself. Only a minute with nothing  between us. She was mine. Alexa Wilde was mine to fuck and she stayed in  my bed because this was exactly what she wanted.





15





Alexa





My hands instantly clutched the taut muscles of Luke's backside when he  thrust his thick dick between my legs. Relief. Pain. Ecstasy. I sighed.

I was sore from last night, but with a few thrusts I stretched around  him and the burn turned to an undeniable sensation that tingled all the  way to my toes.

He pushed forward on his palms, his massive body hovered over me,  sending his steel to hit my inner walls with blinding electric shocks.

"Ohh," I cried, loving it. Wanting it again and again.

He pulled out, nuzzling the head of his cock over my clit before driving  back inside me with slow grinding pressure. The searing heat was  unbelievable. The connection. The friction. The fever between our  bodies.

"Fuck, Alexa," he groaned. "I don't want to stop fucking this way." The raw flesh of our bodies craved each other.

And then I realized how reckless we were being.

"C-condom," I sputtered, trying to focus on what was in the nightstand.

The idea of Luke pulling out of me and sheathing his superior cock with a  layer between us made me want to cry in disagreement. I liked sex just  like this. Skin on skin. I take that back. I liked sex with Luke like  this.

"You feel too damn good." He bit my shoulder, hilting himself so far I gulped for air.

I whimpered. He was right. Again. I needed it again.

"I feel it every time you squeeze my cock. God, Alexa," he groaned. "I  feel how hot and wet you are. How fucking tight your sweet pussy is." He  closed his eyes, driving into me.

I arched welcoming the intensity. Needing it. Craving it.

"But shouldn't we … " The bedside drawer wasn't out of reach, but if he  separated his body from mine it would feel like he had to walk a mile to  come back.

"Not today, but soon." He did the one thing neither one of us wanted,  and pulled out from me. I almost groaned from the hollowness he left. "I  want to come inside you just like this, damn it. I'm going to fill you  with my come. I swear."

I nodded. Was it crazy I wanted it too? I was terrible at staying on any  kind of birth control regimen when I was on the road. But that was  going to change. I wanted more sex with Luke like this.

And somehow we had made a pact. A decision. I didn't know what to call  it. A secret affair? Sex on the side? On his bed, in the middle of the  day I agreed to keep seeing him for this. I'd find a way to stay on the  pill. Timers on my phone. Helena's help. Whatever it took.

"Get on your knees, baby."

My eyes gave away my hesitation.

"Now," he growled.

My heart beat faster and a new jolt of adrenaline raced through my  veins. I rolled onto my stomach, pushing up with my hands so that I was  on all fours.

Luke nestled behind me, gripping my hips with his million-dollar hands.

Instead of thrusting inside me, I cried out with white-hot pleasure when  he lifted me and rocked my hips backward, slamming me onto his cock.

"Oh fuck, your pussy is soaking wet."

I jolted upright again on my knees, landing a second time on his wide shaft. The pleasure split through me.

"Fuck, Alexa." He swept the hair from my neck, gaining access to my  skin. His lips sucked and bit while I rode his hard dick with relentless  pursuit.

His hands twisted and plucked at my nipples. I whimpered, but we kept up  the punishing pace. My hands lifted in the air and wrapped to the back  of his neck, clutching him for balance.