ROMANCE: MC BIKER ROMANCE: CARSON (MC Biker Romance)(Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance) (Contemporary Military Romantic Suspense Thriller) (40 page)

Chapter 8

George sent me into his closet after he washed the bit of blood off of my face. Steve had split my eyebrow when he hit me and I could already tell it was going to swell. It hurt too bad not to. I had never been hit by a man before and it was not what I had expected. He was so much stronger than I would have given him credit for, but it seemed like I had been wrong about so many things. I had been horribly wrong about my boss, the great Senator that I now hoped never made it to the presidency. Our country could do better and there was no way to separate the man, from the deeds.

“Thanks George. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come in.”

“By the looks of it, you would have stopped the Senator from having any more children.”

He was trying to make me laugh, to lighten the mood and while I appreciated it, it was hard to laugh when my face hurt. Grinning and then grimacing, I saw a moment of fury in his eyes.

“Let’s find you something to wear, shall we?”

“Please, nothing too revealing.”

George had a solemn look on his face and I wondered what he was thinking. Opening the closet, he gave me one of his shirts and a pair of shorts. I looked at him kind of strange, my eyes questioning his choices.

“Take a shower and you will start to feel better. I will send someone out to find you something appropriate to wear. I don’t want you to have to go down there and worry about him. He’s been asked to leave. Just take a hot shower and I will bring you up something when you are done.”

I wanted to ask him to stay, but I couldn’t get the words out. Instead I pulled him back to me and kissed him softly on his lips. “Thank you.”

***

The shower felt amazing and I was almost feeling better about everything until I got in front of the mirror and seen my face. It was swelled to twice the size and my head was killing me. Walking out of the bathroom in the clothes he had given me, I walked right into what must have been his bedroom. I called his name, but he didn’t show up. Looking around, I saw a couple of pictures of a smiling boy that looked a lot like George. After a time, I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes. The pounding in my head stopped as I drifted off to sleep, trying more than anything to forget about what had happened. There were so many loose ends to tie up, but in the end, I just needed some sleep.

I didn’t wake up till the next morning, the light streaming in the windows. I looked over and saw George sleeping on top of the covers. It gave me a few minutes to look at him with him unaware. His face was calm and more handsome than I remembered. I tried to move quietly out of the bed, pushing the covers away that he had covered me with.

“Good morning Maggie.”

I looked back a little shyly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up. I was just going to get a taxi or something. I can’t thank you enough for last night.”

He sat up still in his clothes from the night before, like he had been protecting me. I wanted to ask about what happened to the Senator, but I knew that it didn’t matter. I was fired and that was that.

“Well at least have some breakfast and pick something out to wear.” He gestured towards several bags that were on the floor. He really had sent someone out to help me get something to wear. It was too much, he was too much and I didn’t know how to thank him. There were no words to fully encapsulate what I felt for him.

Moving towards the bags, I found a pair of jeans and a shirt to wear. It wasn’t really my style, but it fit better than his clothes that swamped around me. They smelled like him though and I didn’t want to take them off. I wanted to keep them as a reminder, sure that I wouldn’t see him again, but instead I folded them up on the sink in the bathroom before I went back out. He was already up and had breakfast waiting. We talked for a while before he called me a car to take me to the airport. I kissed him once, quickly before I left and I knew that whatever happened next, I would always remember him.

***

I got back home and Ana was surprised to see me. I gave her a rundown of what had happened and though she looked shocked, I knew that she had seen it coming. I had seen it coming too, if I hadn’t been so full of myself. It never was my writing that got me the job, just the pretty face. I figured my career in politics was over and maybe that was just as well. It seemed that I wasn’t cut out for what was involved with it.

Through the next week I couldn’t stop thinking about George. I no longer had anything to remember him by except the memory of his lips on mine. As I started looking for work in my field, it became clear that I had been black-balled from every other candidate. It looked like I was going to be back to writing speeches for small town mayors, but at least I still had my dignity.

Getting back home after another day of being turned away like a leper, I called out to Ana who should have been home. The door was unlocked and it made me wonder where she was. She was always good about locking up after she left. “Ana? Are you here?”

“She will be back in a little while. I hope you don’t mind, she let me in and told me to wait.”

Stopping just inside, I couldn’t believe who it was. “George? What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to talk.”

I looked down at my suit and smoothed it down nervously. “What did you want to talk about?”

“Us.”

I was confused. “Us?”

“Sounds good doesn’t it?”

It did, but I wasn’t going to admit that. “I don’t understand George.”

He sighed and moved towards me. “I can’t get you out of my mind Maggie. There should be an us. I have spent all this time running around with women and never once did I wake up next to one still clothed. Hell, I don’t remember wanting to wake up next to any of them.”

I remember being with him for those short moments and I had felt something to. I had felt something the first time I saw him and everything since then just made me love him even more. I paused with the thought and though it hadn’t been said out loud, it affected me the same way. There was no denying how I felt about him any longer.

“So, I thought that there should be an us.”

“What makes you think that I want you in the same way George?”

“A man just knows.”

As he got closer to me, my heart started to slam in my chest. Here I was worried about a job and a career, when all the time, the only thing that moved me to silence was him. He stopped right in front of me, so close he would touch me if he only leaned in. I looked up at him, waiting for him to kiss me, dying for it.

“Are you feeling better?”

His hand went to my face, turning it to see the last of the black eye that I had. I nodded that I was fine, finding it hard to meet his gaze. “Can I kiss you?”

I’d never been asked before and I didn’t answer, just moved up to my tiptoes to reach his face. Our lips touched softly and I moaned as my arms went around his neck. He tasted too good to deny and I was lost in his touch. It was only when I hear the door opening behind me that I remembered what I was doing.

I pulled George to my room and I forgot about how small it was compared to his own. Shutting the door behind me, I moved back for more, pulling him down into the bed with me. It was all I had thought about for weeks and even after I thought I would never see him again. It was still all that I thought about.

He took over, pushing me into the mattress with his hard body. My legs opened to let him in between my legs and I groaned with the feel of him against me. George pulled back slightly panting, waiting for me to look at him. When he stopped touching me I did. “Is there an us?”

I wanted to say yes, but I couldn’t even think, let alone talk. Instead I sat up and pulled my shirt off over my head, my hands going to my pants. “You talk too much George. Did anyone ever tell you that?”

His dark eyes swept over my body and he stopped me when my arms went back to unhook my bra. He pulled them down and moved to kiss me again. I could tell he wanted to prolong it, while all I could think about was the feel of him on top of me, pressing against me in such a way that I craved more than anything for him to be inside of me.

I pulled him down to me, my hips trying to push him to the same frenzy that I felt. Our lips mashed together, tongues moving against each other, but I wanted more, needed more than just his touch. I lifted up to grind against him, my thighs opened wide and only a small pair of panties was left to cover my core. He left my lips and moved down to my neck, licking and sucking his way to my breasts. Pulling down the bra with a jerk, my tits jiggled enticingly in front of him. I cried out with the feel of his lips wrapping around the tip. I felt frenzied and I just needed him. “Please George. I’ve waited weeks for you. I need you now.”

The grinding on him finally seemed to work and he pulled back to undo his own need. Pulling my panties to the side, I felt the hard cockhead pressing against me. I was so wet that he slid an inch in just from the slight pressure and I whimpered out as my eyes closed. Jerking harder on my pink panties, I heard them rip and then more pressure on my wet heat.

When he just stayed poised on top of me, I looked up, my eyes questioning him. “Please tell me there is an us Maggie. Not just once, but always.”

My hips lifted up and I slid him an inch more inside, squeezing him tightly. He made a strangled cry, but still wouldn’t give me what I needed. Growing frustrated, I pushed him away. As he got off of me, I moved to make him go to his back. I needed to feel him inside of me that instant and I didn’t need all those questions. We had talked enough as far as I was concerned.

Climbing onto his lap, he held me close as our lips met. I opened my thighs to straddle him and when I felt his hard rod below me, I sank down onto him, gasping with the sudden fullness. Looking down at our bodies joined, I ground harder, making sure every last inch was inside of me before I encircled his neck and started moving on top of him. My eyes closed with the pleasure and I moaned into his mouth as I slowly rode him. His muscles were taut under my fingers and I could feel him tensing with each slam down.

It had been too long and never had I felt that way. Before long, I was gasping as I pushed myself to an orgasm. My nails dug into his shoulders and I moaned his name into his ears, over and over again as wave after wave of pleasure took over. “Yes George. Oh God, yes!”

I shook above him and I was left unable to move. All energy was gone and with my release came an overwhelming powerless feeling. I kissed the side of his face and started to move off of him. “Are you done now?”

I nodded my head and then squealed as he slammed me down into the mattress. The movement took my breath away, but no worse than when he pushed back into my wetness. I heard him growl and then all I could feel was his thick meat pushing back in. My tightness clenched him as he pushed deeper, sidling up to my womb with his massive cock. He felt so fucking good. I was ready to explode.

When I did and begged him for a minute, he ignored me, slamming in over and over again. I was melting underneath him, my muscles sore from tightening up so hard. “George, please!”

I was coming again and the words were lost with his kiss. He rutted into me several more times before he too groaned loud and I felt the first shot of his steamy cum. It burned my insides and pushed me over an edge that I had teetered at for what felt like days. It had been minutes, but it was all I had needed. He was all I had needed. Clinging to his neck, I pulled him down for another kiss as he jerked inside of me. I didn’t want to let him go, but he finally pulled out and lay down next to me. He was out of breath and it made me feel a little bit better. At least I was not the only one that had seen stars.

“There is definitely an us George. Definitely”

THE END

A Bad Boy Football Sports Romance

By: Carly White

Double Blindside

Chapter 1

“Deidra, aren’t you coming to the party tonight?”

“No I got to work this evening.”

Melissa made a face and I tried to ignore my roommate. She was always partying and I was always working. At the end of the day, we hardly saw each other. It was not the college experience that I had hoped for, but I had a lot of tuition to pay and unlike Melissa, I had to pay for most of it myself.

I worked at the local hospital as a nurse aid and as soon as the semester was over, I would be getting even more responsibilities. Not only was the job helping pay for school, but it was also giving me much needed experience for when I finally did graduate. I tried to remind myself that it would make getting a job easier when I got out, though I sometimes wished that I could be as carefree as Melissa was. I would have liked to go to a party once in a while.

“Come on Deidra. Homecoming is tonight, it’s kind of a big deal.”

I shrugged. She was going to a Delphi Phi’s party and since most of the football players would be there, I wanted to go even less. “You know that is not my scene, but have fun. I will be off around four if you are home by then.”

She made that face again and I went into the bathroom to finish getting dressed. While she was putting on a slutty party dress, I was resigned to my baby blue scrubs. “Whatever Deidra, college is going to be over before you know it and you will have spent all your time studying and working.”

I couldn’t have agreed more. When I first started school that was all I was worried about. I figured if I started well, than eventually I would have the time and energy to do some of the things that were considered part of the college life, the fun part. But as the first three years flew by, it was becoming clear that I was on my last year of studies and I had been to maybe three parties. The work load got bigger and then my hours were raised at work as the tuition hiked ten percent each year.

“I will try to get off Friday if I can.”

“I hope you can. You are missing a good one tonight. All of the football players are going to be there.”

That didn’t bother me much. The football players seemed to be naturally drawn to the cheerleaders. I certainly was not one, so it didn’t seem to that I would have much of a chance anyways. Most of the jocks were dumb anyways and instead of worrying about talking or getting to know me, all they did was look at my chest. I had a few in my general classes and I didn’t think that I would be missing much at all.

“Well you are looking hot Melissa. I am sure you will rope you one tonight.”

She was a bit obsessed with the football players and had taken several to bed. It was a game for her, much like the lists that the jocks made, counting and rating each girl that they had been with. I was happy to say that I wasn’t on any of those lists.

I waved to her before I left, getting into my car and driving the few miles to the local hospital. I was working the late shift and not much usually happened. The big game was that evening and I kind of did wanted to go, but I had work to do. I always had work to do.

The hospital was small for the size of a town that it covered. While Coloma was not very big, the small University made the town swell to double its size each year. It was only the summertime when the residences were free of all the college students that took over the town.

I parked in the back far away from the opening. The employees were supposed to give the close parking to the patients, so I had a ten minute walk to the front.

“Deidra, thank goodness you are here!”

I had just walked through the doors and looked up at Bella. “What’s wrong?”

“No one came in. Everyone called off for the game and it is just me and you for CNAs tonight.”

I sighed. Of course I would be the one that showed up. Bella didn’t go to school, so she had an excuse. It was like going to school for cut days, afraid that one missed day would kill my chances for college.

“Well it should be pretty slow tonight. Anything interesting came in?”

“Not really. Couple older patients with chest pains, one overdose.”

I nodded. It was pretty normal. The town was filled with elderly and young adults. I figured there would be a few ODs later after the parties kicked off. There always was and one would think that they would learn their limits. It was usually alcohol poisoning, yet several street drugs were making their way into the school.

Walking with her to the emergency room, I clocked in and started making the rounds. While most CNAs did not look in on patients usually, they gave me a little more leeway since I was so close to graduating. In reality it just meant I had more work to do.

***

The evening went well and it was almost nine o clock until we got anyone else in. A few sick kids with croup and then an elderly man with dizzy spells came in and gave us something to do. Bella took care of the kids and I was asking Mr. Landire what medications he was on and what he had been doing prior to the dizzy episode.

I left the room and gave the report to the attending nurse. There was only one and Rita was having a bad day. “Thanks Deidra, I will be in there in a minute. He is probably dizzy because he is 80.”

“His girlfriend was in here and she is 55, I bet he is using some kind of stimulant to keep up.”

She looked over the answers. “He didn’t say so.”

“Yeah, but trust me, they just had sex. I can smell in on them and there is no way he is getting it up on his own.”

She kind of chuckled and went into the room to speak to him before the doctor came in. I was left to roam the halls and since there was nothing better to do, I went down to the cafeteria and got a couple coffees. Bella didn’t drink coffee, but Rita seemed like she needed a whole pot. I looked at the clock and it had just turned ten. It meant that the football game should be about over and then there would be a few stragglers when the parties started. It was the way it always was, so I was going enjoy the peace while I could.

It wasn’t long until someone was brought in by ambulance. It was an injury, but there was not much else forthcoming, except that a surgeon was being called in to attend. It meant that someone with some money and clout had arranged it.

Me and Bella waited after we got the call from the dispatcher. I still didn’t know anything about the patient. I really just ever knew what was going to come through the doors.

It was a football player from school and I almost immediately recognized the man from my history class. He was the quarterback for our school and his leg was bleeding under his clothes. Moving forward, we were sent in to cut the clothing off of one side so that the doctor could see what was going on. He had been hit from the side and it was a compound fracture. About the time I got to him, his brown eyes closed and he had passed out from the pain. After cutting open his jeans, the compound fracture looked horrible.

“Billy?”

Billy Mason was the star quarterback and according to the school newspaper, had several NFL teams vying for him. I hoped that his leg would heal so that he could keep his dream alive. He was a jock, but he wasn’t too bad. He probably didn’t know I existed, but he had always smiled when he caught me looking his way. I would of course look down quickly, embarrassed that I was looking, but it was hard not to. Even in his current state, he was nice to look at.

“Deidra, can you stay with him until Dr. Rhodes gets here?”

“Sure.”

Bella had been called to another patient that had been in a car accident and I was left looking down at Billy. The wound was cleaned while I waited for the surgeon and soon the room was filled with worried parents and doctors. Before I left though, his eyes opened briefly and I smiled at him. “It’s going to be okay Billy, your parents and the doctor is here now.”

“Deidra?”

He passed out again and I was left stunned. I couldn’t believe he knew who I was. But there was people pressing in around me, so I left the room to give them space to move around. His parents were there and it was a bungle of fast talking. I was sent into another room to help a patient get ready to leave and it seemed that the day would be more eventful than I had first thought.