Sweet Spot: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (Bad Boys of Summer Book 2) (12 page)

He was even better than the fantasy version I’d cooked up in my mind. Every muscle was firm, defined, and begged for my fingers, lips, and tongue’s attention.

Trey continued to strip me, and as every article hit the floor my anticipation grew, until I was practically panting in his arms. When he started to slide my panties down my hips, my eyes flew open wide and locked on his. “No going back now, baby. You’re all mine. And fuck, you smell like heaven.”

My thighs trembled as his fingers grazed the outside, stripping the delicate satin from my hips. He knelt down in front of me and planted his full lips right on my pussy. He breathed in and met my eyes right before his tongue flicked out, lapping at my lips.

“Damn! Damn! Damn!” I gasped, shocked and excited and elated all at once. My fingers grabbed his sculpted shoulders, scratching and gripping his silky smooth skin. I had to. I was about to melt all over the fucking carpet.

My other hand flattened against the cool window pane and I suddenly realized my bare ass was pressed up against the glass as well. We were hundreds of feet from the street. Surely no one could see us…but…what if they could? What if someone had a telescope? Or a news chopper cruised by on a traffic report route? The thoughts raced and panic started to bubble up inside my chest. I couldn’t get caught with Trey Delgado in his hotel room. Like this. My career would be over before it even started. We needed to get away from the window.

“Trey, I think—” my words failed as he gently opened my lips and sucked my clit in between his lips, teasing and sucking until I was moaning and seeing stars. My hand left the window and dug into his opposite shoulder to keep from toppling over as I popped onto the tiptoes of the one foot that had contact with the ground. “Trey…oh…my…”

He chuckled and the vibrations against my pussy nearly did me in. I arched my neck and rested the back of my head against the window and let the sensations flood me. All thoughts of being caught through the window washed away in the pleasure of his tongue as Trey brought me to the peak.

Trey teased my opening with the tip of one of his thick, skilled fingers and slipped it deep inside me when I was just about to crash over the edge. “Oh, Gawd!” I gasped and clutched at him even more frantically than before as I moaned and belted out his name.

I collapsed against the window, sagging down, panting, as Trey lapped up the juices dripping between my thighs. I’d never been so wet before. Not even after the steamiest dreams about him. Reality was off the charts in comparison. Trey got up from his kneeling position, the movement effortless and fluid. “Now turn around,” he said, his voice a low growl.

I looked over my shoulder. My ass exposed to all of Seattle was one thing. My breasts and…well…the rest of me…that was quite another. “Trey…won’t someone see us?”

He chuckled and unzipped his pants. My eyes immediately dropped to his package as he dropped his jeans and hooked his fingers in his boxer briefs. He was hard, naturally and his cock strained to spring free of the soft fabric. “No one can see us. Now, turn around. This is how I want you, baby. Wild. Free.”

I nibbled at my lower lip and then did as he asked. I turned around and folded my arms over my chest. It was weird to see the entire city while in such an…
intimate
act. Normally, I didn’t even want the light on. But there with Trey, the lighting was the last thing on my mind. Everything about being with him was different. The way he looked at me made me feel like the only girl in the world—even while there were twenty women looking his way. I wanted him to watch me, to take me in—to feel like he’d won the lottery as well.

Trey caught my eye in the reflection again and smiled before taking in the view of my bared backside with an appreciative smile on those devilish lips. “Damn, baby. I’m gonna enjoy this.”

I smiled and arched my back, teasing him with a sway of my hips. “If it’s anything like what you did with your lips, I’m gonna enjoy it too.”

He chuckled and I watched his reflection as he stripped his briefs away. He was breathtaking. Every smooth inch. I’d never been so aroused by a man before. He slipped on a condom at the bedside table and I studying his powerful fingers, the effortless way he walked, and the way each muscle worked with his every movement. When he returned to me, he grabbed my hips and pulled me away from the window. “Watch me, baby girl. I wanna watch those beautiful eyes the whole time I’m fucking you.”

I nodded and bit down hard on my lip. He spread my feet apart and I braced my hands on the window as I leaned forward to give him a good angle. His cock slipped between my cheeks and teased my pussy. I panted, ready for him to be inside of me, to feel every bit of his long, thick cock. He entered me all at once and I sucked in a startled gasp. It melted away as the pleasure hit me like a train. He was big, but it felt good. He was by far the largest man I’d ever had and I realized just how full of shit those ‘size don’t matter’ lines are.

Our eyes locked in the glass as he plowed into me. Seeing the look on his face as he fucked me was intense and erotic and made me feel sexy and powerful. He gripped my hips hard enough I knew there’d be marks in my skin the next day, but I didn’t care. All I could do was watch him fuck me and hold on for dear life.

When I was about to come for the second time, Trey stopped and spun me around. He lifted me up against him and I locked my feet around his narrow hips. He slid deep inside of me and I groaned, gritting my teeth to keep from screaming out loud. The way he felt inside of me was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. The painful pleasure threatened to knock me senseless. Stars floated behind my closed eyes and he thrust inside of me, my back against the window.

Our lips tangled together in a desperate dance as the heat between us built to scorching. When Trey finally lost himself inside of me, I shuddered and came on his glorious cock about a second later, my pussy clenched onto him as though he were a life raft in the middle of the ocean. I couldn’t think, breathe, or see. It was just him and me.

Lost.

When we stilled, he swung us to the huge king size bed and dropped me down to the cushy mattress. We tangled up in the top cover as he landed beside me and rolled over me. His chest was still heaving as he caught his breath. He grinned over at me and an insane laugh burst from my lips. “That was…crazy…”

Trey chuckled and rolled to his side. He traced his fingers between my breasts, seemingly entranced with the heavy rise and fall of them as I tried to regain my own breath. “Fuckin’ hot. That’s what
that
was.”

“Everything you dreamed of?” I teased.

“More. Watching your titties bounce in the reflection while I fucked you from behind. Shit…that’s hard to top, baby.”

Heat flushed over my skin. “Well…sadly…we’re not going to get a chance.”

He laughed and propped himself up. “Is that so?”

“It’s okay, Trey. I’m not some starry eyed girl who thinks this is all a fairy tale. It is what it is. Two adults…letting off a little steam.” I pushed my hair away from my face, ignoring the way my cheeks blazed. I didn’t want to be the one asked to leave. It was better to get out on my own terms. I shoved the cover off of me and sat up. “So, I should probably get going.”

“Where are you going in such a hurry?” he asked, as he turned over. I looked at him over my shoulder as he propped himself up on one elbow to face me. I dragged my eyes down his abs and fought against the urge to sigh, thinking of what was covered by the plush cover draped casually over his narrow hips. He caught me staring and laughed softly.

I whipped my head back around, my cheeks flushed, and started to scan the dimly lit room. I found my clothes, preparing a strategic exit to the bathroom and then out of his hotel room. “Back to my hotel.”

“Why?” he asked, his tone sounded like he was sincerely confused.

I laughed. “To sleep?”

He tugged on my hips, dragging me back into the way-too-comfortable bed. “Nah. Sleep is way too overrated, baby.”

Before I could object, his lips found the sweet spot on my neck and I was lost again.

Trey

After fucking Josie all night, I slept like a rock. She had a body that wouldn’t quit. Better than I’d ever experienced. The way she straddled me and ground on my cock was so damn sexy. She danced like a ballerina up there.

When I finally came out of my semi-conscience state, I stirred at the sound of a frantic voice. The sound was muffled and I opened my eyes to figure out where it came from. My hotel room was pitch black except for the soft red glow of the alarm clock. With the blackout shades pulled tight, it was impossible to tell what time it was. I propped myself up on my elbow and rolled over to flick a blurry-eyed glance at the bedside clock. 6:32.

Damn. I groaned and flopped back down into the mountain of pillows.

“I know…I—” A pause. “Yes, I’m aware of the—”

The voice was Josie’s and it was coming from behind the bathroom door. Did she have the lights off in the bathroom? The strip at the bottom of the door was dark. Who could she be talking to so early?

“Yes. I understand that. I promise, I’m getting the…” her voice faded off again. She must have been pacing back and forth in the large bathroom.

Whoever she was talking to, it didn’t sound like it was going well.

A few minutes passed and then the door popped open with a soft click.

“Baby, come back to bed. It’s too damn early to be awake,” I mumbled against the pillow, my voice thick with sleep.

“Shit!” Josie hissed. “Did I—uh—did I wake you?”

“I don’t think so. But come on, if you’re not tired, I’m sure we can think of something else to do to pass the time…” I said, grinning in the dark.

Josie scoffed. “No…I don’t think that’s a good idea, Trey.”

I pushed up into a sitting position and flicked on the lamp. Josie was standing with her back to me, in the middle of the room, fully dressed in her outfit from the night before, and was fussing with her hair. She spun around, her expression contorted, as though she was startled by the sudden flood of light. She blinked a few times and secured an elastic band at the base of her hair. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were wide.

“I’m pretty damn sure I could change your mind on that…” I threw back the covers, and grinned as her eyes raked down my body. She nibbled her lip when her eyes landed on my hard on. I chuckled. “See? Already making you reconsider. Come here, baby.” I said, but she stayed firmly in place.

“I can’t…Trey. This whole thing was a mistake.”

I groaned and raked a hand through my hair. “Damn it, Jo. Don’t do this…we fucked. We had fun. End of story. I’m not asking for anything more than a little fun.”

She crossed her arms. “But that’s kinda the whole thing, isn’t it? It’s just fun for you.”

“You told me that’s what you wanted!” I stood up and stepped back into my shorts. Clearly this was a losing battle. She could still stare at my junk from inside my shorts.

Her eyes sparkled and a rush of heat came over me. I’d never wanted her more. She was damn sexy when she was all fired up and pissed off. “When did I say that?” she demanded.

“The night we talked at the bar! You said your dad wanted you to come home, get married, and knocked up. You told me that isn’t what you’re looking for. You talked about your career and getting ahead before you did that whole thing.”

She threw her hands up. “That doesn’t mean I want some no-strings-attached fling with you!”

I glanced down at the bed, silently reminding her that it was
kinda
what she wanted.

She growled. “You know what I mean! I don’t have time for this. I have to get work done before my boss fires my ass and I’ll be left with nothing
but
the family ranch.”

I watched as she stalked over to the desk in the corner, snatched her purse up, and threw it over her shoulder. “I’m sorry if I led you on…”

I scoffed, the sound coming out somewhere between a snort and a laugh. “What?”

She stopped, rooting her feet for a moment to turn and glare at me. “That’s what you’re pissed about, isn’t it?”

I grinned. “Baby girl, I’m only pissed ’cause we’re fighting instead of fucking right now.”

She sucked in a quick breath and I grinned wider. She rallied and gave an exaggerated eye roll to cover her initial reaction but her pupils were still dark and dilated. She wanted me. Bad. “Goodbye, Trey. I’ll see you after the game. Maybe this time you could answer some of my damn questions.”

I shook my head. “What are you talking about? I didn’t even see you at the last press thing.”

She folded her arms again and glared at me. “Well, I was there and I tried to get your attention.”

So that’s what this was all about. Her boss must have been the one on the phone, chewing her ass out for not getting coverage after my monster game. “Jo, it was a fuckin’ madhouse! I didn’t even know you were there!”

She tossed her ponytail along with her hand and turned away from me. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter. It’s not your job. It’s mine. So, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go salvage what’s left of my career before it’s too late.” She stormed to the door and disappeared before I could come up with something to get her to stay. It would’ve been hot as hell to fuck her when she was pissed like that.

Oh well.

Another time.

Whatever was going on with Josie and her career was an excuse. A wall. I could—no, I would—find a way around it. I wasn’t going to give up so easily. I’d had a taste of Josie Crawford and I was damn sure gonna have another!

Josie

The road trip continued, from Seattle, I followed the Warriors to LA and then back to Denver for the final game of the stretch of away games. By some cruel set of circumstances—or, more likely, a discount given to the station—I ended up in the same dumpy hotel as my first stay in the city. It was a different room, and this one provided a view of the fancy hotel across the street where Trey and I shared a drink. He was most likely over there, hanging with the rest of the team, celebrating their string of wins. The road trip had been a wild success that had the whole country buzzing. They dropped one game in LA, but other than that, they swept the other teams and were making sports news from coast to coast. Most of the stories revolved around the Trey Delgado narrative. Everyone was talking about the hot streak and the sudden reformation of the once lagging team thanks to Trey’s superstar factor and the star-in-the-making pitcher Cody Wright.