Jock: A Secret Baby Sports Romance (48 page)

H
ailey shivers
as I push her down across the work table and let my lips trail across her shoulder blades. I’m not normally a teaser, but I’ve been
consumed
with the thought of tasting her. And I want to have her
dripping
for me by the time I bring my lips to that pussy. I want her on the verge of coming even before I touch her there. I want her
moaning
, and begging, and desperate for my tongue even before I taste her.

The plan seems to be working pretty fucking well.

She moans and arches her back as I trail my lips and my tongue down her spine, my hands skimming along her ribcage and down to her hips as my mouth finds the small of her back. Fuck, she tastes like vanilla and the slight sheen of salty sweat as my tongue drags across her smooth skin.

I groan as my hand slides down to her ass, my cock
actually
getting even fucking harder as I palm those sweet cheeks and knead them in my hands.

I’ve
literally
dreamed of this sight. I’ve spent far too much time imagining bending Hailey over and feasting my eyes on her perfect, curvy, tight ass - and here it is right in front of me.

I growl and spread her wide for me, my jaw tightening as my eyes lock onto her soft, flushed pink pussy. Jesus she’s fucking
soaked,
and I can see the sheen of her desire glistening on her lips.

She’s goddamn
perfect
- a goddess standing there with only her heels on, her panties still tangled around her ankles. I lean in, letting my breath blow across her slit and loving the way she shivers and the way she pushes her ass back - like she’s desperate for me to touch her. She whimpers words that sound an awful lot like “please” as she arches her back.

Yeah - this is
exactly
how I wanted her.

Hailey cries out when my tongue finally touches her, gasping as I drag my mouth slowly across her slit. Her lips spread like petals for me as I hungrily push my tongue through them, growling at her sweet honey that I’ve waited
way
too long to taste.

I grab her ass and
bury
my tongue inside her.

Fuck.

I groan as her honey coats my tongue. She tastes fucking
better
than I even imagined she would, like fucking candy on my tongue. I push it deep, loving the way she moans for me. I spread her wide and start to rock her back and forth, like I’m fucking her slowly with my tongue. She’s gasping, her knees buckling as her juices drip down my chin, and I’m literally harder than I’ve ever been just at the taste of her.

I lean forward and flick my tongue across her clit, and that’s when she
really
starts to get vocal - moaning my name and whimpering
“please, please please”
over and over again.

I’m pretty sure I could listen to the sound of this girl’s moans all damn day and be a
very
happy man.

I’m still rocking her back and forth against my face as I wrap my lips around her clit and suck gently, tonguing her as I feel her body start to buck harder against me. I slide a finger inside of her and curl it down, stroking it against that little spot just inside as she starts to go absolutely wild for me.

She’s reaching back and clawing at my hair, her fingers pulling on me as she pushes her ass back, like she can’t get enough of my tongue. And I’m hard as a fucking diamond when I hear the words I’ve waited
so
fucking long to hear.

“Wait, Dalton, I’m- I’m going to-” A cry rips from her lips. “I’m going to come!”

My tongue is
merciless
on her clit as I stroke my finger faster and faster, my cock throbbing and the blood roaring in my ears.

I want to taste her when she comes, and drink every last fucking drop.

When she comes, her whole body tenses before it shatters beneath me. She’s moaning loudly -
far
louder than she really should, but I could hardly give a fuck in that moment - as her orgasm tears through her. Her legs shake and her body quivers, and then her sweet cream
drips
across my tongue as she comes again and again for me. She tastes like Goddamn heaven and honey and everything I’ve wanted.

I stand and groan as I feel my cock slide up to nestle between her legs, pressing against her dripping wet pussy. The idea of fucking Hailey from behind with my hands on that perfect ass is appealing, but I’ve waited too damn long to not see the look on her face when I slide all the way inside.

I turn her around and grab her by the ass, pulling her up as her legs wrap their way around my waist. She kisses me hungrily, heedless or maybe even into the taste of herself on my lips. She’s moaning into my mouth as I carry her across the garage to the old leather easy chair in the corner. I sit back in it, pulling her onto my lap, grunting as my cock head slides against that hot little pussy.

“Holy
crap
are you big…” She gasps, her hands reaching between us as she wraps her fingers around me.

I growl as I grab her by the hair and bring her down to my mouth again. I kiss her hard as I start to grind my cock against her, sliding my shaft through her hands and against her clit again and again - teasing her without actually sliding inside of her.

She pulls away, her eyes wild and lips red and puffy from my kiss. “Do you-”

“In my pants.”

She bites her lip as she slides off of me, turning and slowly sauntering across the room to where my jeans are crumpled in a heap. I groan watching her ass as she walks across the room, wrapping my hand around my cock and stroking it as I watch her bend over to reach into my pants pocket. She turns back and winks at me in this way that has my cock throbbing in my hand before she turns and stalks back to where I sit.

She slides back onto my lap, her legs on either side of mine, and I tear the foil packet with my teeth and start to roll the condom down.

“Just- just go slow, okay?” She says quickly, her eyes glued to my cock throbbing between us. “You are
not
small.”

“I take it Paul doesn’t stack up?”

She groans. “Oh my God, can we please shut up about Paul?” She rolls her eyes before she locks them onto mine. “There
is
no Paul and you damn well know that.”

Knew it.

I pull her back to me, bruising her lips with my mouth as she melts against me. My mouth drops to her chest, and she sighs and coos as I take one of her nipples between my teeth, running my tongue across it.

She reaches between us and wraps her hand around my cock, centering it as she starts to ease down on me.

“Dalton-” she pauses, and I look up to see her biting her lip.

“This- this doesn’t change anything between us, you know.”

I almost want to laugh. “Excuse me?”

“It’s just…”

I raise a brow. “Stress relief?”

“Yeah, that,” she says quickly. Her eyes meet mine. “Look, I’m serious. This doesn’t change anything because it can’t.”

Her being so adamant pisses me off slightly, but of course, not enough to kill my raging hard-on for her.

Not enough that I’m not going to fill her with every single inch of my cock until she comes harder than she’s ever come before.

I start to pull her down, my head resting at her entrance and that look of sweet bliss on her face.

“Darlin, I can promise you.” My hand slips into her hair, and I pull on it just enough for her to gasp, tilting her neck up towards my lips as she moans.

“By the time I’m done with you,
nothing
is going be the same.”

“
D
alton
-”

My hands pull on her hips, and her words catch in her throat as she drops her head back and moans. I ease the head of my cock against her dripping wet opening, and as I start to push inside, her mouth opens in this sexy little “O” shape.

“Oh my,
fuck-
” Hailey’s eyes roll back in her head with this look of bliss on her face as I start to push inside, slowly sliding every single inch I’ve got to give inside of her.

Fucking hell, this is
everything
I’ve been waiting for. She’s
impossibly
tight, her walls gripping me like a velvet glove as my hands on her hips slowly pull her all the way down. She’s gasping, and moaning, and clawing at my arms and shoulders, and when I sink those final two inches inside of her, the sexiest fucking moan in the
world
just
erupts
from her lips.

“
Holy shit, Dalton…
”

Her eyes fly open and meet mine, her breath coming ragged as I feel her insanely tight pussy clench at me. “
God
you’re big,” she moans, biting her lip as she grinds slowly on my cock.

I grin. “Yeah, I’ve heard.”

She starts to roll her eyes, but I grab her jaw and kiss her hard. “Feel okay?”

“It feels fucking
fantastic
,” she moans, grinding and rocking her hips on me buried deep inside of her.

“Good,” I growl, grabbing her hair again. “Cause now I’m going to fuck you like you’ve
never
been fucked before.”

My hands slide to her hips and I slowly lift her up, feeling her pussy grip at every inch of me. I hold her there with just the head inside of her, teasing her, before I pull her back down, sheathing my cock back inside her.

She cries out and starts to rock on me. I bring my mouth to her neck to leave marks across her skin. Her moans are like honey in my ears as she starts to slowly slide up and down my cock, her body rocking against mine, her hands clawing at my chest.

“Oh my God, Dalton…” she’s gasping, her head rolling as she lets me start to guide her up and down my shaft. Her cheeks are flushed and her sexy fucking perfectly pink nipples are
begging
for attention as I wrap my lips around one and suck hard.

“God it’s
so good…
” she moans out, her hips undulating against me and her pussy sucking me deep on every thrust. She starts to whimper louder and louder, her mouth hanging open as I grind my cock deep inside her again and again.

Calm, cool, unflappable Hailey Garrison is going to fucking
pieces
on my cock, and I love it.

“So this doesn’t change a thing huh?” I growl into her ear, feeling her pussy clench at me as my voice rumbles through her body.

“Nope,” she whimpers quickly, shaking her head and biting her lip.

“Except nothing else will ever compare after I make you come on this big cock,” I growl into her ear, loving the way her breath catches at my words.

“Anyone ever tell you you’re full of yourself?” She moans, rocking her hips a bit faster as she slides wetly up and down my shaft.

“Says the girl
very
full of me at the moment,” I say, biting her earlobe and making her gasp. “And yeah, they have.”

My hands slide over her ass, grabbing and kneading the flesh there before I bring my palm down again across it, making her moan. “Besides, I’m willing to bet you’ve
never
been fucked the way I
know
you need to be,” I growl into her ear. “Not by
Paul
, or any other guy real or made up.”

“Big words,” she gasps out. “You know, you don’t know
who
I’ve dated before. You sure you want to make that bet?”

The sudden thought of her with
anyone
else has me seeing red. I stand suddenly, lifting her with me, and she gasps as I flip us around. I push her back into the chair without ever pulling out of her, spread her legs wide, and start to
fuck
her hard and deep, like I’m
claiming
her.

Because she’s
mine
.

“Oh my
Goooodd!
” She cries out, gasping as I rock into her with long, deep strokes. Her legs wrap around my waist, and she’s moaning and fucking me right back, her pace matching mine. I lean down and clamp my lips around a nipple, my hands gripping her waist tightly as she starts to go to pieces beneath me.

“Yeah, darlin,” I growl into her ear, my muscles rippling as I roll my hips against her again and again, feeling her juices drip down my balls. “I’m pretty fucking sure I want to make that bet.”

I kiss her fiercely, swallowing her moans and feeling her start to shake and quiver beneath me, her pussy clutching at me like she never wants me to pull it out.

“And I’m pretty fucking sure I’m going to make you come on my cock. Right. Fucking. Now.”

I enunciate every word with a deep thrust, and suddenly, Hailey buries her mouth in my shoulder and screams. Her fingers claw at my back and her legs clamp tight around me, and I can feel the orgasm shattering through her. She’s wailing into my skin, pulling at me for dear life.

I stand with a roar, holding her in place as I pound into her, fucking her up and down my cock as she comes again and again. Her hair is wild as she drops her head back and cries out my name, until I can feel the inevitable start to boil inside of me.

The cum explodes out of me, my whole body going numb as I pump into her again and again, filling her as I roar out my release.

Slowly, holding her shaking body against mine, I turn and sit us back in the chair, with her curled on my lap.

We’re panting, and sweating, and her hands are stroking my skin as we try and fail to find words to even begin to substantiate that.

‘This doesn’t change anything.’

Yeah, right.

Everything is about to change all right.

In fact, it may have already.

T
here’s
a moment of panic when I first wake up the next morning in the strange bed, before I remember where I am.

God
do I remember.

I’m in Dalton’s bed, in his apartment upstairs from the garage.

You know, the bed he carried me up to after last night in the chair.

The bed where I pulled him on top of me and asked him to fuck me again once we got there.

I sit up sharply in the bed, clutching the sheets to my naked body.

Oh my God.

I slept with Dalton Cole. Twice.

Panic starts to rise inside, this feeling of impending doom and the fight or flight reaction triggering a need to
run
away from all this. I’m looking quickly around the room, searching for my clothes when suddenly his hand is on my back.

“Hey, relax.”

I whirl back to see him grinning at me, his smile so easy and so damn cocky, and his hair so infuriatingly perfect even tossed and in bed.

I start to shake my head. “Dalton, we can’t
relax
, we-”

“We had sex.” He grins at me, arching his eyebrows.

I make a face at him. “I’m aware of-”

“Really,
really
fucking good sex.”

The blush comes to my cheeks as I look down, feeling the sense of dread and doom evaporate as it’s replaced by something warm and glowy inside me.

I had sex with Dalton Cole.

It’s surreal in a way, like some sort of made up fantasy that would never actually
happen
in real life. But here I am, in bed with a man who’s on billboards, and magazine covers.

The world famous Dalton Cole.

The Dalton Cole who’s probably slept with more people than I even
know
.

I look away, as the doubt and second thoughts start to creep back in then. And for a second, I’m wondering what I even mean to someone like that.

I’m wondering how I compare.

“Stop it.”

I blink as I turn back to him, pushing hair away from my face and shrugging. “Stop what?”

He rolls his eyes. “What you’re thinking, because it’s all over your face.” His hand slides into my hair, and then he’s pulling me into him and kissing me. “This is just you and me, darlin,” he murmurs into my lips. “Forget all that bullshit, because none of it fucking matters.”

I pull away, feeling my face burn as I bite my lip, still tender from his kisses. “We should get going.”

“No, we shouldn’t.”

I smile as I raise a brow. “Oh?”

“Uh, yeah, no.” He’s grinning broadly at me. “Hell no. We should stay right here, because that was
way
too good not to do again.”

A heat blooms through me as I feel my body react to his words.

I want him, again
.

It’s like this primal urge and this biological
need
for him that has the heat pooling between my legs and my pulse thrumming quicker.

“Hang on now,” I say flirtingly.

He raises a brow.

I grin at him impishly, “Now that its
daylight
…” I shake my head as I bite my lip. “I need to see it.”

Dalton throws his head back and laughs before he leans up and runs his hand into my hair again, pulling me close. “You had it all last night, darlin,” he growls, making me shiver.

“Well, I want to
see it
,” I whisper. I clear my throat as I sit up straight. “For science, of course,” I say, grinning.

“Oh, right, for science.” Dalton rolls his eyes. “Nerd.”

“Dumb jock.”

“You hurt my feelings like that, and I might not let you play with it,” hey says with a wicked little wink.

God
, he’s so crude, and it gets me
so
hot.

“Oh, right like any guy ever would say no to a girl asking to see his cock.”

He grips his chest. “You
wound
me.”

“Oh
please
,” I roll my eyes.

“Yeah that’s a start.”

I stick my tongue out at him.

“Oh, that’ll work too.”

I groan as I drop my face to my hands and laugh.

“Okay, tell you what.” He grins, “You can see it again if you really want to see it.”

I roll my eyes and grab at the sheet, but he playfully slaps my hand away. “Uh-uh, you need to ask
nicely
first,” he sighs dramatically. “Lordy, where are your manners, darlin?”

I glare at him, trying to hold back the grin.

“Okay,
fine
.” I sit up straight, biting my lip and looking at him sweetly. “May I
please
see your cock?”

Yep, and here I am, begging for Dalton Cole’s cock.

His famous, magical, huge cock.

And I’m so wet for it.

Dalton grins as he pulls the sheet down, and my mouth opens a little bit.

“Holy
crap
.”

Yeah, I wasn’t exaggerating my own memories of the night before, he’s just
big
. Enormous, actually.

I reach out for it, but he shakes his finger. “Oh we didn’t say anything about
touching
it.”

I shake my head. “Seriously?”

“No, not in the slightest,” he says with a laugh.

“Dick.”

I grin as I reach out and wrap my fingers around it, feeling the way he pulses under my hand, slowly stroking the velvety skin up over the rock hard shaft.

“
Damn.
”

Dalton smirks at me. “Live up to expectation?”

“How the hell did this
fit
inside me?”

“It helps if you’re dripping wet, darlin,”

“Like right now?”

I blush the second I say something so out of character like that, but Dalton’s eyes blaze. He reaches to where I’m kneeling on the bed next to him, his hand sliding up my thigh towards the wet heat between my legs.

“Hang on, mister,” I grin, batting his hand away. “It’s my turn first.”

I lean down before he can stop me and press my wet lips against the head of his cock. And it doesn’t really occur to me until I’ve got my lips against him that I’ve
never actually done this
.

Details
, I think to myself as I tentatively lick at the underside of him. I move up and wrap my lips around the head, sucking him inside my mouth.

Dalton groans loudly, tossing his head back, and my confidence grows. I start to tease him with my tongue as I move my lips up and down his head, and he moans as he looks up at me.

“Fuck that feels amazing, baby,” he groans.

I love the way he’s looking at me like that, like he’s awestruck, and I slowly blush as I pull away.

“I’ve- uh… I’ve never actually done this before.”

His eyes go wide. “You’re kidding me, right?”

I shake my head. “Yeah, so, if this is terrible, just tell-”

“Darlin,” he sits up and pulls me towards him, his lips melting against mine. “You feel fucking amazing with those sassy lips wrapped around my cock,” he growls.

I moan.

I push him back as I drop down to his cock again, bolder now as I inhale him into my mouth and swirl my tongue around the crown. I can hardly fit him in my mouth, but I just keep sucking on as much as I can, bringing my hands up to stroke the large portion I can’t.

His hand moves to my cheek, cupping me gently and moaning as I suck him. He sits up then, his hands sliding down over my back as he leans over me. I moan around his cock as I feel his fingers slide over my ass, pushing down between my legs and finding my dripping wet slit.

I pull off him with a wet slurp. “Uh-uh, I said it was
my
turn- oh!”

The light smack on my ass makes me gasp, biting my lip as the toe-curling shiver of pleasure rolls through me.

“Anyone tell you you’re bold?”

I moan again as he pushes his finger deep inside, his cock throbbing in my hand. “Anyone ever tell you you’ve got the tightest, wettest, sweetest pussy in the damn world?”

“
No
,” I whisper out, whimpering as he slowly teases my clit.

“Well that’s a damn crime,” he growls out, pushing his finger deep inside of me.

I moan as I drop my mouth back to his cock, sucking him eagerly as he fingers me. I bob my head faster and faster, swirling my tongue around him and jerking him with both hands. I can feel him throbbing hard, pulsing inside my mouth as his grooved ab muscles clench and roll under his skin.

“Fuck, Hailey-”

Dalton groans as he drops back against the pillows, his face tight. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to come.”

“I want it,” I gasp quickly, before sliding him as deep as I can in my mouth and sucking hard.

His cock
throbs
inside my mouth, and suddenly he bucks his hips as he starts to come. The thick sticky, salty-sweet cum fills my mouth, and I’m swallowing it down as fast as I can as he roars out his release.

“Holy shit, Hails,” he says with a groan as I lick the last drop from his head. His chest is rising and falling as he sucks in air, grinning at me with a big grin on his face.

“It was okay?”

He laughs, pulling me into him and kissing me fiercely. “You’re
sure
you’ve never done that before? Because you are
way
too good at that.”

I raise a brow, “
Too
good huh?”

“I could see it being an addiction problem.”

I laugh. “Not as good as football, though.”

Dalton grins and kisses me again. “
Way
better than fucking
football
, darlin.”

He pulls me tight against him, kissing me more forcefully as his hands slide up and down my bare back. I whimper in his kiss as his hands find my ass, stroking the skin there and then delving between my legs to slide across my slit.

I can feel him thick and pulsing against my stomach, and I pull back to stare at him. “Jesus, are you
seriously
always this hard?”

“Are you seriously always so fuckable?”

I roll my eyes as I turn towards him. “Oh, very nice, Dalton. Very sweet.”

He grins. “What, not romantic enough for you?”

“We’re not doing romance,” I say quickly, my eyes darting across his.

He shrugs, “Totally agree.”

I laugh. “You agree because you
agree
or so you can say crude things?”

“What, like how I can still taste your sweet little pussy on my lips?”

I blush. “Um, yeah, things like that.”

“Or how about that I want to spread your lips, bury my tongue inside you, and make you come on my mouth until you can’t walk straight.”

My pulse jumps in my chest and I’m suddenly breathless. “Yeah, that- that too.”

I gasp as I feel his hand slide between my legs, and I groan as he slides a finger through my lips to find me soaking wet.

He grins wickedly. “Apparently I’m not the only one who can’t get enough.”

I bite my lip. “I can- I mean, it’s not-”

“Uh-huh, keep looking for that excuse, darlin.”

He slides a second finger inside of me, curling them both forward as he presses his palm into my clit.

“
Oh fuck…
” I gasp, involuntarily rocking my hips up to meet his fingers as he strokes that sweet spot just inside. He’s got me dripping wet all over again, and I let my eyes drop to see his
big
cock standing hard and proud out from his chiseled body. I moan as I let my own hands explore, my fingers tracing over the deep grooves of his hips before wrapping lightly around his shaft and stroking him.

Suddenly, he pulls away and starts to slip out of the bed.

“Hey,” I choke out, catching my breath. “Where are you going?”

He turns and shoots me a smoldering look. “To turn on the hot water. I’m going to wash every single part of you, and then I’m going to eat your pussy like a damn Georgia peach until you come all over my tongue.”