Rookie Mistake: A Sports Romance Novel (The Beasts of Baseball Book 1) (49 page)

“The bedroom is back here. Do you want to get the narrative about Melissa over with? I’d really like to show you the porch and backyard?” He turned toward me as he bit his bottom lip.

“Sure. I think that sounds good.” I moved behind him to the bedroom, studying the strong swell of muscles lining his back as we moved down the hall.

“I was moody that day, and didn’t really want to bring her up, but after having sex with her in the office, I felt like I owed her a chance at a possible relationship.”

I stifled my need to groan. He didn’t owe the little slut anything, but I kept my thoughts to myself and simply nodded. I hated talking about her, and now that he’d taken me to his bed, I wanted her purged from his thoughts completely. The trial couldn’t get there fast enough.

“She wanted to spend time getting to know each other, and I wanted to go on a walk in the woods. I told her to take a nap and I would be back, but she showed up at the door butt naked, and I figured there was no hope for some time to myself. I followed her back to the bedroom, had sex with her, and applied a little more force than I usually would have only because she badgered me into it.” He stopped at the door, and I moved into the room.

The wickedly delicious smell of his cologne assaulted me, and I stifled a groan. The tall glass doors at the back of the house showed the most breathtaking view of the sunset that I could have imagined. I pressed myself to the glass and jerked a little as he pressed himself to the back of me.

“I’m sorry you’re having to hear this.” He ran his nose down my neck as he encircled me with his strong arms. “But maybe I’m over-thinking it. If you were telling me about you and another man being together, I’d be manic. Maybe you’re far more mature than I am.”

I turned and slid my hands up his chest, shaking my head. “No. I hate it too. I just have to hear it to help think through any advantage she might use to back us into a corner.”

He nodded and bent down, brushing his nose along mine. I closed my eyes and lifted up on my toes to press my lips to his. I promised myself that I wouldn’t be the instigator to anything else between us, and here I was, urging him to dive into a deep pool of carnality with me. I needed him so badly again.

Every night for the last few I’d laid awake in my bed and groaned as desire ravaged my insides. After getting so turned on that I thought I might burst, I would sob from wanting him so fucking bad. Tears swept me into exhaustion and I’d finally fall asleep. I could remember the same feelings being mine years before. Zek Kellington just brought out the worst in me. He always had.

His arms tightened as he pressed his lips to mine and nudged me open with the soft brush of his tongue. He moved back a little as I denied him entrance into my mouth.

“Let me in. I need to taste you.” He pressed me against the chilly glass and kissed me again, this time more forcefully.

I didn’t hesitate to open up to him this time.

A whimper left me as his tongue brushed past mine and his firm chest molded against me. I wanted another night in his arms. Fuck… I wanted every night to be in his arms.

“I can’t do this again.” I pulled back and hit my head on the glass.

He flinched and reached around, rubbing the back of my head softly. “Stop running from me. I won’t hurt you.”

“Yes, you will.” I slid out from under him. “You’re going to have me fall madly in love with you, and then you’ll either lose this securities case, or find someone much better suited for you.”

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back against him. “And who in the world would be better suited for me than you? You know me. You believe in me.”

“And I always will, Zek.” I turned and wrapped my hands around the back of his thick neck and rubbed softly. “I need to protect myself, and giving you access to my body isn’t doing that at all.”

“What if we just consider it me giving you access to mine? Maybe this is all about you taking advantage of me.” He lifted his eyebrow and cupped my face with one hand. His thumb brushed over my lip, and I sucked it into my mouth, not thinking, but simply acting on instinct.

He closed his eyes and let out a sound that drove lust deep into the center of me. Why did he have to be every naughty desire I’d had since the time my body woke up to what a man could do to it? Why did it always have to be him? And how the hell was I going to break away now that I’d tasted the depths of pleasure he could provide?

After tugging his thumb from me, he moved to sit on the bed and reached for me. “Come here and let me hold you. We’ve been through a lot of shit. I just want to feel you against me.”

“Zek.” I moved in between his thighs and pressed myself to him, letting my words be nothing more than an empty threat.

“Yeah, baby?” He pressed his mouth to the top of my chest where my t-shirt dipped low. After working his tongue over my flesh, he cupped my breasts and squeezed softly, his eyes hooded, his breathing a little off.

The outline of his erection going quite a ways down his thigh was too much to pass up. Hunger burst through me and I had no doubt that I’d lost the battle between us. I moved down onto my knees as he ran his fingers through my hair.

Leaning forward, I forgot about everything but the need to taste him. I’d dreamt of it a million times and needed to have the memory of having him in my mouth just once. He stiffened as I pressed my teeth around his arousal and tugged at it a little.

“Fuck, Alisa. Get me out of my jeans and let me watch you, baby.” He pushed at my shoulder softly.

I moved back and started to work on his jeans, my hands shaking as I did. “We shouldn’t be doing this. I—”

“Hush. I’m not listening to anything you have to say right now. The only words you get to mumble are harder, faster and fuck. Got it?”

I nodded, needing to hear his commanding voice. It set me at ease, and reminded me that I wasn’t the only needy one in the room.

His cock sprung from its hold as he tugged his jeans and underwear down to his ankles.

I moved in and took my place back between his legs as I stroked him over and over.

He was beautiful, and far too much man for me, but the part of me that had lived on the edge wanted him. I was a greedy bitch, and I’d let those desires and wants die down over the years. Tonight that roared to life, and I couldn’t seem to get enough of him.

I spread my lips over the thick head of his cock and leaned over, taking in as much as I could and forcing myself to go farther. He cried out and lifted his hips, pushing more inside of me as I gagged and jerked back.

“Fuck, Alisa. I’m going to come just from watching you.” He brushed my hair and bit his lip as I moved back into place and licked up and down his erection.

My fingers played along the rippled muscle on his stomach before flickering over his nipples rhythmically.

He groaned and slid his hands into my hair, tightening his grip and helping me to fuck him the way he needed me to. His breathing hitched as his muscles locked, and I knew we were close.

I picked up my pace, working him harder and faster as he watched me with delicious intensity.

“So fucking hot. Suck it, Alisa. Take more of it. All of it.” He cried out as I did just as he asked. He lost himself and jerked back, his body tense and cries beautiful as I drained him.

He laid back on the bed as I finished and stood, his eyes closed and body stiff with pleasure.

“I’ve never in all my life.” He let out a long groan and reached for me, but I pulled back.

“No. I need to get back into town. I have some things I have to take care of tonight, but I needed to taste you.” I licked my lips as he sat up.

“I wanted to take you to bed. I’m not done with you. It’s my turn.” He reached for me again, but I pulled back and walked to the door.

“I’m serious, Zek. I have to deal with some shit in my personal life. I have everything I need from your descriptions. Getting to taste you was the cherry on the sundae. Come on, handsome. I’ll drive if you want me to.”

He got up and followed after me after tugging his pants back up. “Yeah. You drive. I’m dizzy from that. You’re fucking wicked hot. Remind me to buy you a ring next time I’m out.”

I laughed and opened the door as I forced my need to agree with him down. I had to talk with Ben later that night on some investment stuff that we shared that wasn’t going too well. We hadn’t split it in the divorce decree, but it was time to look at it.

The only reason I’d decided to go out of town with Zek was because I knew I had to be back. Ben might not know it, but he was my safety net, at least that time. Now to get over the deep sadness that played around with my emotions over not sleeping in Zek’s arms.

It was for the better. Too bad it didn’t feel that way at all.

CHAPTER 8

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t was agonizing walking out of the cabin with her and not having had the opportunity to touch her the way I wanted to. She’d taken her time to work me over the edge, and all I could think about was returning the favor. Where I enjoyed getting pleasure, I much preferred giving it. There was power like none other in hearing a woman scream my name. Especially one I found myself falling in love with.

“I can drive if you want. I was teasing you back there.” I reached for the key and gave her a cheeky grin as she handed them over to me.

“It was actually me teasing you. You seemed to like it quite a bit.” She wagged her eyebrows at me, and I couldn’t help but pop her ass. We could be so good together. I prayed she could see it like I could.

“I loved it, but I’m a little upset that you didn’t give me a turn. Quite unfair of you, counselor.” I got in the car and turned it on, but waited until she was situated to pull back.

“We bend the rules when necessary.” She smiled at me and leaned back, letting out a tired sigh.

I couldn’t deny myself the pleasure of watching her for a few minutes. Her pretty mouth was red, and her lips a little puffy from stretching around my cock. I stifled a growl at how much she belonged in my life, belonged to me. I would have her once everything was said and done. I just needed a clear path in front of me, and then I was moving in full speed ahead.

Something buzzed as I pulled onto the main lanes, and I ignored it, but Alisa sat up and looked around the floorboard frantically. “I’m looking for my phone. Have you seen it?”

“Try your purse?” I glanced at the dash to see that her phone was connected to the console. “Here, use this.”

I pressed the button to talk as she jerked up and gave me a look. “Hello?”

“Hey. It’s me.” A male voice that I didn’t know filled up the car, and I stiffened.

She closed her eyes and mouthed that it was her ex. I regretted like hell hitting the button. No wonder she’d tried to find her phone. The tension in the air was almost capable of being cut with a knife.

“Hey. I’m driving back from a meeting. Can I call you back?”

“No. I want to talk right now.” He let out a sigh and she started to combat him, but he didn’t let her. “I’ve been thinking a lot lately about us. Maybe I was too harsh on you. Maybe—”

“Ben, I’m not in the mood for this. You were right about our lives being too different to keep going the way we were. We’re better friends than we were a married couple.” She pressed her hand to her face, and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching over to brush my hand over the top of her back.

I wanted her to know that it was okay, that I was good with her talking to him or anyone she deemed appropriate. She wasn’t asking my opinion, but nonverbally, I wanted her to have it.

“No. I don’t think so. I can’t stop thinking about you. How cute you are when you read late at night and can’t see the words anymore.” He let out a soft laugh. “How beautiful you are when you come for me.”

“Ben.” She jerked back, her eyes rimmed with tears and her face flush.

“I’m serious. I need to see you tonight. Not as some girl I’m casual friends with, but as the woman I fell in love with. Let’s take a bath together like we used to. You know how much you love it in the tub. I could—”

“Ben. Stop. Shit.” She reached up and let her fingers run over the button, jabbing at them. “I have to go. I’ll call you when I get home and we can talk about the investments.”

She dropped the call and sunk down into her seat, turning her face away from me.

Dark emotions rolled through me, and I wasn’t sure if anger over her loving someone else or hatred toward myself for giving her up was stronger. I reached out and touched her hand as she jerked it away.

“Don’t,” she whispered harshly as tears ran down her face. The soft sob that left her tore me in two. What the fuck was I thinking? That I could just jog back into her life, steal her body for a few nights and what? She was hurting from her recent divorce, and I hadn’t stopped to even think twice about it. I was a greedy bastard.

“I’m sorry.” I put my hand back on the wheel. “I’m so sorry.”

“For what?” She sat up, turning to me as anger burned brightly in her gaze. “For my failed marriage and my overbearing career?”

I pursed my lips, not sure what to say. Shaking my head, I glanced at her. “No. For thinking that your marriage wasn’t all that it was to you. I forgot all the little parts that you must be missing.”

“Don’t. I’m the one who should be sorry. How embarrassing.” She wiped at her tears angrily.

“No. It’s okay. I’m just sorry I didn’t see it before. I wanted to be close to you, but I should have—”

“Do I really look like I’m in a place to handle this conversation? You being sorry for making love to me isn’t going to help right now. Please… just leave it alone.” She collapsed against the seat and closed her eyes.

I reached out and held her hand, squeezing softly every time my heart swelled in my chest for the beautiful woman next to me. I parked the car outside of my office and started to lean over to kiss her, but a horde of reporters jogged out from all angles.

“I’ll call tomorrow. Thank you for going with me today. I’d lean over and kiss you so hard it would steal your breath, but with all these people, it wouldn’t be good.” I locked eyes with her. “Don’t you dare go back to your ex. If you do, just drop the cases. I don’t want to keep pushing forward in this thing with you if there is no hope at all.”