ROMANCE: SPORTS ROMANCE: The Playmaker (Bad Boy College Football Romance) (New Adult College Alpha Male Sports Romance) (9 page)

Chapter 2

“Yeah, give me a call sometime.”

I can’t believe that I had said that, even more surprised when I had gave him my number. It was hard to tell him no, even if I had gotten a bit snarky with him. He had an overwhelming presence and he made me feel things that I did not feel very often. There was just something about him that drove me wild, even though I recognized him for what he was, it was tempting.

Then, we he actually did call me, I spent so much time looking at the phone, that it went to voice mail before I could answer. Finally I listened to it and his voice sounded even deeper and sexier on the phone than it did in person.

“Hey Sue, I was just wondering if you want to go out tonight? There is a party at Beta Phi…well call me and let me know. I will swing by and pick you up on the way.”

I listened to it three times before I put the phone back in my purse. I had homework to do and classes in the morning. The last thing I should be doing was going out partying, even though I wanted to. I mean, how many times would a guy like Axl ask me out? I didn’t see many of them in my future, so I finally dug my phone out and pushed the recall button before I could lose my cool.

“Hey.”

“Hey Axl, just returning your call. What time?”

“I don’t know. Whenever. Probably around 9 or 10.”

I paused for a minute, really wanting to ask which one, but I just instead agreed and said I had to go. Hanging up, my hands were shaking and I knew that I had to chill out. I was almost 22 and I shouldn’t be affected by him so much or any man for that matter.

I didn’t know what to wear so I called Ashlea over. Even though I knew she was going to be ridiculous about it, I had to get her opinion. She may be a pain in my ass, but she knew more about guys than I did and she never had trouble getting one as soon as she was done with the one she discarded when used.

“Oh my God Sue! I will be right over.”

She was. I mean literally two minutes later. I don’t even know how it is possible, but I will not deny how happy I was to see her. It was already eight o clock and all I had done to prepare was take a shower. My long red hair was curling and it had started to dry before I could mess with it. Instead of straightening it and putting up like I usually do, I decided to just let it go. I really didn’t have a choice, so I was trying to tell myself that it was going to be okay.

“I love your hair like this, it is so sexy. Why don’t you wear it like this more often?”

“Because I am here to get a degree and a good job so I am not poor bastards like my parents. Sexy doesn’t fit into that.”

“You really need to get laid Sue. It will help your disposition.”

“Doubt it. You have known me long enough to know that is not true.”

She laughed and tossed her blonde hair. “True. So what are you wearing?”

I looked at her lost, not sure what to wear. My default outfit was jeans and a shirt with some sort of overcoat. Not so sexy and for one night, I liked the idea of being looked at like a sex object. I know that it is silly, but every woman wants to feel desired once and a while, even me, the girl studying and going to bed at ten thirty to wake up refreshed. I had, I was sad to say, only had two hangovers my whole four year stay and that fact alone made me rethink the college experience.

“I don’t know. Pick something out for me.”

“Yeah right. You would not wear what I would pick out.”

“I will, I promise.”

I swallowed hard, unsure why I had just promised that. Looking at what she was wearing at the moment, I worried with what she was going to pick. She had a devious look in her eyes that did nothing to qualm my fears.

“I have just the thing.” She dove head first into my closet and after a few minutes emerged from the piled up mess with a slip. I looked at her like she was crazy. Surely she did not think that I was going to leave the house in that?

“You have got to be kidding me.”

“What? Seriously I have three just like it in different colors. The green is going to make your eyes pop. Wear it with those black heels you have with the strappy backs and no one will be able to resist you. Not even golden boy.”

I looked at the dress. It wasn’t really a slip, but it might as well have been. The material was so thin and flimsy under my fingers. After a second of debate, I huffed and took off the clothes I had on. When I started to pull it over my head with my bra and panties on, Ashlea stopped me.

“No honey. You need to wear it without a bra. You don’t want your strap showing do you?”

I looked at her incredulously. Surely my nipples not showing were more important, but she did not seem to agree. “Your tits are fabulous and huge. I don’t know why you don’t show them things off.”

“Because I have been worried about studies, not men.”

“I mean come on. It is not like you are a virgin or something.”

It was true, I wasn’t. I had had sex years ago after prom with a guy I thought I loved. Of course it turned out the love was just lust and once he had what he wanted, he was on to the next conquest. I of course was devastated and promised myself that I would not do that to myself again. Four years later, I hadn’t, though I started to really wonder what all the fuss was about. It didn’t feel all that good, even when it stopped hurting, so I decided that I wouldn’t waste my time being obsessed with the opposite sex, even though some guys were harder than others to forget about.

“I know Ashlea. But don’t you ever want it to be special with someone. Someone that you actually love or hell, even like?”

The blonde shook her head. She was not there yet. Ashlea was worried about getting off and she liked having a man around, whether she liked him or not. It was better than being alone, she always told me.

“Whatever Sue. I just want a nut most of the time. You look into it too much. It is just sex.

***

Her words swirled in my brain as I waited alone for him to pick me up. He had insisted on coming to get me instead of meeting him somewhere. I knew that he was trying to look like a sweet guy, but in reality, he just wanted to show off his sports car. It was a nice car, a red Charger, but it was not as impressive as he would like to think. Shaking my thoughts, I wondered why I had even agreed if I felt like his true intentions were so wrong. Was it because I really did like him or that I really wanted the naughty things that I had heard about in the rumors? Either way, I was out of time to mull the situation because I heard him knocking at the front door.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and smiled. “Hey Axl.”

Axl’s eyes widened and for that reaction, wearing that slip dress thing had been totally worth it. I had also let Ashlea do my makeup and I could tell her was stunned with the results. “Are you ready?”

His dark eyes met mine and he shook his head. I could see him swallow hard and I started to rethink the way I dressed all of the time. Maybe it was time to show more skin if Axl was looking at me in that way. The guy that every girl on campus wanted to be with was looking at me like I was his main course.

“Hold on, let me grab my keys.” Turning around, I grabbed the keys that were on the kitchen table and went back to Axl. He had not moved from where I had left him and I started to feel a bit more powerful than before.

“You look different Sue. I don’t think I have ever seen you like this before.”

I looked down at the dress. “Yeah Ashlea picked it out. I am glad you like it.”

“I think anyone would like that on you.”

There was a moment of silence. I did not know how to respond to him, so I just walked out of the door and locked it behind me. I felt him behind me, radiating heat and I brushed against him gently as I turned around. He still was in the same spot, his eyes the only part of him that had moved. I had a questioning look in my eyes and finally he seemed to snap out of it. Taking the lead, I followed him out to his car. He held the door open and waited till I was in to shut it. It was surprising, but not at all unwelcomed.

I waited for him to get in and then he started the engine. “Here you need this on. I drive a little fast.”

Before I could stop him, he leaned over and his arms went around me to grab the seat belt. I gasped as his palm brushed against my breasts momentarily before he put the slot in the lock. The click sounded louder than normal in my ears and then he was gone. I didn’t even realize my eyes had closed until I was pushing them open. Axl had pulled away from the curb and he did drive too fast.

The trip was…eventful to say the least. Axl drove like a maniac and I spent most of my time holding onto the small bar that seemed attached by far too small of a screw. He drove well, but very fast. I drove rarely and when I did, it was at the speed limit. To Axl, they seemed to be a mere suggestion for bad weather.

We finally stopped up on a bluff overlooking the city. The view was gorgeous and he had packed a cooler that we took up as we walked closer to the edge. I held his hand when he took mine into his. His swallowed mine and I could feel an electrical spark between us with the contact. We felt really alone in that moment and my mind went to what would happen next.

Chapter 3

I don’t know what I had expected, but beyond a few accidental touches that seemed innocent enough, Axl was a complete gentleman through dinner. To hear all of the gossip, he should have pounced on me by now. Granted, there were a few times that I may have felt the need in his dark depths, he kept a respectable distance.

After dinner he moved closer and my body literally buzzed as he drew near. “It seems so much different up here, doesn’t it?”

I nodded. The lights were all on and from far away, they were just twinkling and moving in an invisible pattern. It had been one of the best moments I had had in college and I didn’t want it to end. I waited for him to try and put his hands on me, but he didn’t. I moved closer leaning against his chest gently as we looked down at the lit up valley below.

We stayed like that for a while talking and the more he talked, the less I wished for conversation. My eyes trained on his lips, begging him to kiss me with his eyes. I could feel my body trembling against him and I just wanted him to touch me. It was all I could think about and the idea was too much. It was me who finally leaned closer, stopping just before our lips made contact. He lessened the space in between us and then he groaned a little when our lips met.

It was gentle and chaste at first. He kissed my lips several times before he even tried to push his tongue into my mouth. I had already opened up in invitation. I don’t know what was going on, but I was turning out to be the aggressor. His lack of trying only made me want him to even more. When he finally pulled back, I was gasping for breath.

“So are you ready to go to the party for a bit?”

I nodded. I had forgotten all about the party, what he had actually asked me out for, to begin with. “Sure, I forgot all about it.”

“The view is distracting.”

“Yeah the view is.”

The view was the last thing from my mind. It certainly was not what I was thinking about right then. I needed to get a grip on myself. I blamed my wantonness on my dry spell, but I knew that as much as I really, really wanted to, I could not deny that if I were to go down that road, I would want it to be Axl. He was kind of my dream guy and the more I got to actually know him, the more I was smitten with the legend.

Getting back into the car, he once again held the door open for me. I thanked him with a quick peck on the cheek when he got in on his side. “So have you decided where you are going after graduation?”

He seemed surprised with the question. “No one ever asks about after college. That is kind of weird, isn’t it?”

“Yes, especially since it is almost over. I bet you can’t wait to pick a team and make the big money.”

He shrugged. “Money isn’t everything you know.”

I laughed. “You know only rich people say that right?”

“I guess so.” He looked sheepishly over at me. I tried to smooth it all over.

“Well you know you are great, so you must love it.”

“I do. It does have its perks.”

“I bet.”

I didn’t say much more on the ride across town to the party. It was already passed eleven and I thought about having him just drop me off at home, knowing I was going to be exceedingly tired the next day. But the other part of me wondered if I would ever get another chance with him. I mean, it wasn’t every day that one of the hot jocks in school asked me out on a date. He was acting like a complete gentleman, but I did not like the reminder of his old ways at all. I liked the man in front of me, not the one I had heard about in whispered tones. It wasn’t just that he was the campus whore, having his pick of any girl that he wanted. It was what he supposedly did with them that made him such a juicy topic. I wanted to ask him about it, but I did not know how in the world a person was supposed to broach a subject like that.

“So who is all going to be at the party?”

“Everyone.”

“Oh.”

“They won’t even recognize you. I almost didn’t. I still can’t get over how much you’ve changed.”

“I haven’t really.”

“I know, but…”

He didn’t finish the sentence and I didn’t pry. I was already nervous enough about the party. They were usually pretty wild and I usually steered clear of the frat parties. Every time I went to one, it was more like a live porn show.

“You don’t go to these very often do you?”

I shook my head. “Not really my scene. I usually study at night.”

“Well tonight you should loosen up.”

I nodded again, my face turning red. I had already loosened up more than I could have imagined.

*** 

The party was a typical fraternity party. There were tons of half-naked women running around with half-naked men chasing them. I had to turn down random offers for drugs, though I did have a few drinks. The third one was a bit stronger and I started to slow down when I felt the effects start to hit me. I was feeling far too good.

Axl stayed with me and we danced to several songs and each one brought our bodies closer together. The last song and dance had been a slow one. Axl held me close to his body and my heart pounded in my chest. He was so hard against my supple curves. There were moments that I could feel his hardened length pressing against me, though it was never for more than a few seconds.

He asked if I wanted another drink. I didn’t need one, but I agreed. I would have agreed to anything, well almost anything if he asked me. After we found a few beers and a half-full bottle of vodka, I followed him up the stairs to the bedrooms above. He claimed that he wanted somewhere quiet to talk, though his eyes said he had other plans.

Moving into the room, he shut the door behind us and moved to the bed that dominated the room. He patted the bed and I sat down next to him. I felt nervous, the beer bottle a distraction as I took another pull from the bottle. I didn’t much care for beer, but the two shots of vodka helped to kill my taste buds off for the night.

“So do you want to play a game?”

I looked over at him suspiciously. “Don’t you think we are a bit too old for games?”

“Never. So do you want to play or not?”

There was a challenge in his voice and it was one of the main reasons that I went along with it. “Fine. Are you going to tell me what it is?”

“Truth or dare.”

I rolled my eyes. “I haven’t played that since high school.”

“It was fun wasn’t it?”

I had to admit it was. “Well it gets better.”

“Okay. So who starts?”

I didn’t know where this was going, but I had to admit, I was intrigued. There were a couple of things I would like to ask him, burning questions that my slightly drunken mind could think of.

“You can go ahead since I suggested it.”

Sounded fair to me. “Okay, so truth or dare?

“Truth.”

There was a smirk on his face and a dancing light in his eyes that made me nervous. What had I gotten myself into?

“Okay. Why did you ask me out?”

He was not expecting that question and I could see the surprise for a moment before his smile took over. “Because you are gorgeous and have an innocence that I want to take.”

I was not expecting that much truth. The way he said ‘take’ made my core hum to life, as if he had flipped the power switch on at the factory. I didn’t know what to say and he was looking at me like I was supposed to. Flashes of him taking my innocence threw me off. He was going to be sadly mistaken if that day ever came.

“Oh. So let’s take a shot. I think I am going to need it for this little game of yours.” Axl chuckled and took a swig from the bottle before handing it back to me.

“My turn. Truth or dare.”

“Truth.” There was no way I was ready for a dare, especially with the answer he just gave.

“Are you a virgin?”

I almost choked on the fire water in my mouth. I swallowed it down and it burned everything it touched along its way. “No.”

He seemed a bit disappointed and that made me say more. “I had sex once before.”

The gleam was back, my innocence still intact enough to put the glimmer back in his eyes.

“Truth or dare?”

I wanted to shock him like he was shocking me. “Why do you like to spank girls?”

It was one of the juicier rumors I heard, among other things. It was one of the only things I didn’t understand. His eyebrows raised and then that devastating smile was back. “Because they love it and I am all about pleasing a woman.”

Another shiver ran through me and a flood went to my panties. He had the best damn answers that I could think of. I still had the vodka bottle in my hand and I went to take another drink. “Not too much Sue.”  He pulled it away and set it down on the table beside us. Then he added more.

“Do you want me to show you?”

I bit my lower lip. I was interested or I wouldn’t have asked. I almost said no, before I agreed in a low voice. “Alright stand up and bend over.”

I couldn’t believe the words he just said, moreover I couldn’t believe that I stood up and did it. I wanted to know how a girl could like it and I wanted to feel it for myself. I had heard it was something he did to a lot of girls around campus and if he liked it that much, there must be something to the quirk. So I did as he told me to.

“Now spread your palms wider and stick your ass up in the air for me.”

My hands and hips shifted, planted feet moved wider apart to accommodate his desired position. I waited for his palm to come crashing down on my ass, but it was light fingers on my back, trailing towards my ass that I felt instead. His fingers brushed against my cheeks and then the back of my thighs.

The touch was soft, but intoxicating. I could feel goosebumps spreading across the heated flesh that he touched. I moaned out before I closed my mouth to stop the sound. This was like no spanking I had ever had and then I squealed as he jerked my dress up to my waist. I was suddenly bare before him and my anticipation sky rocketed.

Closing my eyes, I waited for his hand to return. I whimpered and looked back at him. His dark eyes did not even see me. They were so enthralled in my panty-covered ass. His fingers played on the tops and I thought for a moment he was going to take my bottoms off. I like to have thought that I would protest, but I might not have.

Then I felt the slap. It was sharp and it made my head shoot up. Before I could say anything though, his hand was rubbing the offended flesh and making me move higher for his touch. The second slap came on the opposite side and I cried out with the pain. Again his hands made me forget one moment and hope for another.

This went on for several minutes, his hands driving me crazy. Grabbing my hips, he moved me higher and then repeated the motion from before. There was a major difference though. Instead of my red ass cheeks, his hand came down lower onto my core. I gasped with the hit, waiting for the consequential rubbing that usually resulted. His hand came down several more times and each time I felt closer to an orgasm.

“Oh Axl.”

His hand stopped and I was so close. I waited, hoping he would finish me off, but he didn’t. His hand pulled my dress back down and he helped me up. I felt wobbly and I know my eyes must have been glazed with lust.

“Okay, so my turn. Truth or dare?”

I glared at him. Sitting back on the bed, I took another drink of the vodka. My green depths dared him to say something. “You know, that isn’t very nice. To leave me hanging like that. I thought you were about pleasuring women?”

He sat next to me on the bed. “Dare.”

I could see his black eyes matched the grin on his face. I was primed and I just needed to come. The alcohol burned in my blood, making me want it no matter the consequences tomorrow.

“I dare you to rub my cock. I want you to see how hard you got me.”

I knew it would be something like that and I figured I would make it work for me. “Lay down.”

Surprise flitted over his face and then he lay back as I asked. I went to my knees next to him and rubbed his hardness through his pants. He was long and thick, the size more than I had expected. I watched his eyes close and I pulled the zipper down on his pants. He hissed when I pulled his pants down, leaving his underwear on, though his cock pushed against the confines, desperate to get out.

I grabbed him in my hand and stroked the shaft a few times before I straddled his thighs with my dress hiked back up to bare my panties. I slid my hot core against his hardness, rubbing him up and down my slit. It was exactly what I needed and it didn’t take long for my breath to come out in short gasps. My body tightening up above him, I rubbed against him faster with my clit. I knew he could feel how wet I was through my soggy panties and his hands pressed me down against him harder from his grip on my hips.

“Oh fuck, yes!”

My body stalled and my fingernails dug into his chest. His hips moved and ground against me harder, taking my breath away and prolonging my pleasure. I bit my lower lip as I rocked gently against him. It felt so damn good and my whole body started to slacken against him. I was bending down to kiss him when the door flew open. “Axl, come on. We…”

I moved off of him, even while his hands tried to hold me still against him. Pulling my dress down, I could feel my pale face turning red. “Get out Jeff. Fuck!”