Pinned Down: A Triple Threat Sports Romance (11 page)

Kendra

It was crunch time. The mortgage on the office was due, and because the last director had done such a lousy job, they weren’t willing to cut me any slack. They had allowed her to go months without payment. The only consolation was that they were willing to work with me on a payment plan, but they demanded the money on time. Instead of paying the current month plus the last three months altogether, they were willing to settle for a little extra each month until I got caught up.

The problem was I didn’t have the current month after donations and other funds were pulled due to Lucky’s latest scandal. I had spent the morning calling donors and banks to try to find the money, but there was nothing to be found. I didn’t even have enough to pay my employees. I didn’t have enough to even keep the program running.

I had to do something. But I didn’t know what to do. I had nowhere to turn. Any money from Lucky would have seemed like an endorsement of his behavior or support for what he was doing. I had to keep my professional distance from him. I could not afford to let him get involved in the charity again.

“What the hell am I supposed to do?” I asked the papers on my desk.

“I might be able to help, you know,” a smooth voice came from the doorway. I looked up and saw Tommy standing there. He wore his dark hair slicked back. He had on a sharp black suit, like he always wore. His body was tall, lean, and relaxed, leaning against the door frame.

“I remember,” I replied dryly. “Do you have an appointment?”

“I didn’t think I needed one,” he said as he walked into the office. His body moved so effortlessly.

“Look, I’ve already told you I don’t want your help,” I insisted.

“I’m not here to offer. And you’re not in a position to turn me down, not if you want to keep this old office,” he said, looking around.

“Save it, Tommy,” I snapped.

“I have been.” He walked around the desk, dragging a finger along the edge of it.

I should have moved. I should have stepped away to avoid him, but I froze in place. I couldn’t even stand up from the way I was leaning over my paperwork. I knew what was about to happen, and part of me must have wanted it, because I was locked into my one spot.

“I’ve been saving it just for you, Kendra.” He walked around behind me. One hand grabbed my hips and pulled me to him while the other ran up the front of my blouse and gripped me through the fabric of my shirt and bra I was wearing. He squeezed my breast, pinching my nipple just a little through the layers above it. He pressed his hard cock between my ass cheeks. I felt him running up and down my crack, and I could feel my panties getting wetter the longer he stood there.

“I can be a very giving man, if you just let me,” Tommy said in my ear.

I moaned as he rocked himself against me. My body was responding on its own. Sensation had taken over. I closed my eyes and hoped that, if he was going to do anything, he’d just get it over with.

“I can tell you want it,” he said. He pulled my hair out of the way and kissed my neck gently.

Chills ran down my spine. I could feel my muscles contracting between my legs, responding to all his physical cues. There was no real desire in me to have him, but my body didn’t seem to know that.

He turned me around with a hand on the back of my neck and held my face mere inches from his. I pressed my body against him.

“I will take care of you, Kendra. Just let me have you,” he said.

He was growing harder between my legs, and my will was growing weaker. I didn’t know where else to go, and it didn’t seem like he was going to back off any time soon. He’d made the offer several times since I’d arrived in town, and I’d turned him down every time. He was still trying.

“Okay,” I said.

“Okay?” He let go and pulled back from me to look into my face. His dark eyes searched my face to be sure I was being serious.

“Give me a couple of days, though. I need to exhaust all of my options before I accept your money for sex. Also, I’m going to draw up an agreement that I will need you to sign,” I told him.

“An agreement? What, like a contract? You do understand prostitution is illegal, right?” he asked, laughing at me.

“I get that, but I want something to protect me if things go wrong. The contract will be for one night only. You’ll be free to do whatever makes you feel more giving, but when it’s over, it’s over. We go back to our daily lives, and you make the donations you’ve promised to make,” I explained.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said, amused by my tone. “You’re being serious, aren’t you?”

“Dead serious. I’m not getting burned by you.” I could see the desire leaving his face as I made it more and more serious. It looked like he had just wanted a piece of ass, with little or no intention of actually helping me out with money. Really, I just wanted to make sure Tommy didn’t do me the way Raven was doing Lucky.

“Look, I just want to fuck you,” he said. “That’s all. Just let me donate to the charity, set you up with some cash to help with your personal finances, and give me a piece of that sweet little ass.”

“You sign this contract, and you’ll get it, Tommy.” In the back of my head, I knew I should have felt bad about considering his offer when I had Lucky at home, expecting me to be faithful. But I wasn’t sure he was going to be faithful either. I couldn’t be sure he wasn’t going to sleep with Raven if she tried hard enough to get him to give her a child. After all, if I was considering Tommy’s offer, who was to say Lucky wasn’t considering hers?

He pressed himself against me again, and I could feel that he was still ready to go.  He picked me up and slid me onto the desk.  He forced my legs apart and pressed himself close.  I felt his length running against my sex through the thin fabric of my panties.

My body shook as he rubbed against me, despite the fact that I wasn’t quite ready to give in yet. I needed to make him wait until I had time to check out other options.

“Let me have you right here,” he said breathlessly in my face. “I can give you all the money you need today. Just let me inside that wet little pussy.”

I smiled and rocked my hips against him, pressing my hands against his chest.

“I can’t. I just can’t,” I said, letting go and leaning back across the desk. I knew I was putting myself into a submissive position for him, and I knew it wouldn’t have taken much for him to take advantage of the way I was spread out before him, but Tommy was a businessman. As long as we were talking about business, I knew I could trust him.

Rather, I hoped I could trust him.

He ran his hands down my blouse, squeezing my breasts as he passed over them. He gripped my hips and pulled me against him again.

“Get up,” he said. “Do what you need to do, but I’ll be back in two days to get you for our night of ecstasy and seduction. Do
not
back out of this,” he threatened, holding a finger up.

“I won’t,” I breathed.

“I’ll see you in two days.” He straightened his clothes and started towards my door while I was still pulling my skirt down and straightening my blouse.

And that fast, he was gone. It was like he hadn’t even been there. But he had what he wanted. He’d gotten me to sort of agree to sleep with him in exchange for donations and financial support.

I was sacrificing my personal life for the Older Brothers program, a charity that was ready to close its doors when I came in. I hadn’t even seen it work in the area yet.

Over the next couple of days, one of the things I needed to figure out was whether or not I thought this organization was really worth that kind of time and dedication. If I slept with Tommy, even if it was just for the charity, I would no longer be able to look Lucky in the face.

It was enough to make me want to call him up and tell him to go ahead with Raven, to fuck her and give her a child, just so I wouldn’t have to feel as guilty for even considering Tommy’s offer. Hell, it was almost enough to make me want to tell him to let me watch so I would know it happened beyond a shadow of doubt. I wasn’t about to do that, though. I really wanted our relationship to work, even though it was beginning to feel like everything was working against us.

I also wanted Older Brothers to work, and I was starting to feel like the two were mutually exclusive. What the hell was I supposed to do? It was becoming clearer and clearer that I wasn’t going to be able to balance both of them.

First things first, I needed to change out of my soaked panties. Then, I needed to draw up the contract for the night of ecstasy Tommy and I had promised each other. And finally, I needed to make sure Tommy really was the only option I had.

I sighed and sat down at my desk. I flipped through the papers again. There were no new names. Almost all of the money represented on my desk was money that had been taken out because of the Raven scandal.

I was losing the battle. I buried my face in my hands and cried.

Lucky

After I was sure Raven had left, I got on the phone and called the lead attorney on my case. I thought about keeping it all to myself and not telling them anything, but that was also what had caused all of this trouble to begin with. I should have been completely open about what was going on before. I should have told them everything from the start instead of trying to handle it myself.

I was still surprised that she hadn’t just dropped it when I didn’t respond to her threat the first time. Well, at least there wasn’t anything else she could do, I figured. Charges had been filed. A court date was set. I had a legal team supporting me. I was ready to go, as long as I could keep her away from me.

The lawyers came to my home to meet this time. They didn’t want to have the meeting at the training facility. They claimed they didn’t want to have to worry about the cameras and reporters trying to get information about the case from them. Truthfully, Mr. Stevens probably didn’t want me going back and forth to and from the facility multiple times a day. He’d made it pretty clear he didn’t want me seen up there.

“We can meet in my dining room,” I told them when they arrived. I led them to the long room behind glass doors where I kept a long dining table. I saw their eyes look around the house in wonder as we walked through.

“You can afford all of this?” one of them asked.

“I’m frugal?” I suggested, saying it like a question. I hoped he would get the point and drop it. He didn’t want to go chasing anything down that rabbit hole. There was a lot of money down that hole, and most of it was illegal. I didn’t need anyone digging into that part of my business.

Once everyone was settled, I brought bottled water in from the kitchen for each of us. I considered bringing wine or champagne, but I decided to wait on that until after the meeting. I figured everyone would probably want a drink once we were finished in the dining room.

“You do have a nice house, Mr. Hendrix,” another of the lawyers said.

“This certainly doesn’t come from your team contract, does it?” They were all on it, trying to figure out what was going on with my money.

“No. I do have supplemental income, though. You know, endorsements and such,” I said.

“Yeah, you don’t usually see this kind of money from a player who has trouble staying with one team and doesn’t really seem to be at the top of anyone’s list,” the lead attorney said in an effort to insult me for having been traded off of my old team.

“Well, I will say this. I’ve only been traded once, and, for the record, I have enough money to hire my own legal team and not worry about someone appointed by the team to defend me in court. How’s that sound for my financial statement?” I raised my eyebrows and looked around the table. They all nervously adjusted their ties and shuffled in their chairs.

“Let’s get started,” the lead attorney said after clearing his throat.

“Yes, let’s do that,” another attorney added, watching my words make him even more uncomfortable.

“When you called, you said Ms. Cox had returned to your home this afternoon. Would you walk us through that again?” he asked.

“Sure. As you know I had the conversation this morning with Stevens and Anglin about my suspension and possibly being traded off again. When I came back to the house, Raven was waiting on me.” I told them that she asked me to sleep with her in order for her to drop the charges.

One of them laughed. “Did you take her up on the offer?”

“No, I called you clowns,” I snapped.

He shrugged. “If she threw herself at me, I would have.”

The lead attorney shot him a look, and he calmed down. “What exactly happened, Cade?” he asked.

I walked back through the incident with them and told them as much as I could. I didn’t tell them that it was all about giving her a baby. I just talked about how she wanted to sleep with me and how I really wanted to, but I felt like I couldn’t trust her. She easily could have turned right back around and told everyone I raped her again. Except, having slept with her, I would have given her better evidence to support the charge than she had before.

“Well, regardless of what anyone here would say, you did the right thing by turning her down again. It may have even been a better idea to have called us or law enforcement before you even got out of the car, but we can’t change what happened, can we?” the lead attorney said, encouraging me.

“I can’t help but get the feeling that we’re missing something,” one of the lawyers said, looking up from his notes. “Can we walk through the whole thing again, Mr. Hendrix?”

“Yes, please, take your time and tell us everything from the very start, when you and Ms. Cox started seeing each other initially,” the lead added.

“I’ve already told you everything. I don’t see what going back over it will do to help,” I argued. I didn’t want to tell them everything. I didn’t want to even think about everything.

“Well, Mr. Hendrix, your complete honesty and cooperation is necessary for us to be able to defend you properly in court,” the lead attorney reminded me.

“No, focusing on the charges themselves and how none of it happened will get me off, not rehashing every little detail about my time with Raven,” I continued to argue.

“I think there’s been enough focus on getting you off, Cade,” another of the lawyers snapped.

I took a long, deep breath. I needed a stiff drink, but I was pretty sure they would have shot that idea down as well, so I took a moment to center myself in the chair before I started talking.

“Alright, you want everything? I’ll tell you everything,” I said. “You might want to make sure your pencils are sharpened if you’re going to take all of this down.”

I started with meeting her.

“I met Raven Cox at a press conference back home, with my last team. She wasn’t a member of the press or anything. She had just shown up to watch the spectacle. She was a groupie, definitely a groupie, but she wasn’t aggressive like so many others. She sort of sat back and waited for the athletes to come to her. See, I’m not into those fans who storm the team or the players. I like the girls who sit back and wait, the ones who aren’t confident enough to approach.”

I didn’t go into detail about how her body had attracted me before she ever opened her mouth. I wondered why she didn’t have any confidence in herself, because she was so hot. Her curves were perfect, and they fit my mouth and hands the way I liked them to. I figured I was telling them enough by giving them my secret about insecure girls.

“So, of course, we started talking. We exchanged numbers and started calling and texting each other regularly,” I continued.

“What were your intentions for Ms. Cox when you met her?” one of the attorneys asked.

“Same as they are with just about every woman I meet. I wanted to sleep with her. That was my goal. You’ve seen her. Wouldn’t you want to fuck that?” I asked, realizing that since they were taking down everything I said, I probably would have been better served if I had watched my mouth a little more.

“Go on,” the lead said, shaking his head and chuckling.

“It wasn’t long before we started sleeping together. Then, it started happening more and more often. I would call her up a couple of times a week, and I’d go over there after practice to get a little of what she had to offer,” I said.

“And what exactly was that, Mr. Hendrix? You know, we need to be clear in this report because she’s also been in trouble for narcotics.”

“Right. No, I was going over just to fuck her brains out. Then, I was off to home afterwards. I didn’t even stay at her place. Maybe once or twice if we had too much to drink,” I clarified. I didn’t go into any details about how good it was or what all we did. They didn’t need those details unless they asked for them, and I didn’t see any reason for them to ask.

“What else? You started sleeping together on a regular basis. What happened next?”

“Well, at some point she started acting like it was more than just sex, so I did the same thing I usually do at that point. I cut it off. We stopped seeing each other. I don’t know what happened next for her, but the next thing I heard about her was that she had wound up in the news on drug charges,” I explained.

I was still giving them the clean version of it. I didn’t tell them about all the times I had tried to break it off only to have her call me back and beg for me to fuck her again. I always gave in. She played up the fake insecurities that turned me on, but I realized that all she was doing was trying to manipulate me, probably to get money out of me, which was about what she was succeeding in doing now.

“Okay, now, at what point did you get traded from your old team?”

“It was right after she came up on those drug charges. The tabloids were trying to connect us through them, trying to say that it was all my fault. You know, the usual,” I joked.

“Right. Now, at that point, how long had it been since you talked to her?”

“At that point, it had been about a month. After that, I spoke to her again right before the beating allegations came up,” I said.

“That’s where I have questions. What was said in that initial conversation, before all of this happened?”

I narrowed my eyes at the attorney who asked that question. It was like he knew that conversation was what started all of it. It was like he knew, as well, that there was something I hadn’t told them about that conversation.

“What was that conversation about, Mr. Hendrix?”

It occurred to me that the reason she had called might have been connected to the drug charges she’d been brought up on previously. That child she wanted might have been a way for her to get out of trouble with the people she was mixed up with. As much as I didn’t want to talk about her request, I realized it probably held the key to getting me off.

“She called when I was out of town with Kendra at my parents’ house. She told me she was in trouble and needed a baby to be able to get out of it,” I said.

The attorneys all shared a look, as if I had given them a very valuable and useful piece of information.

I continued. “She wanted me to give her that child. She wanted me to agree to sleep with her and get her pregnant. She said she would leave my life completely after that because she didn’t want me to have to know the baby, or the other way around. She even offered to sign a contract stating that I would never be held responsible for child support or anything else.”

“Thank you, Mr. Hendrix,” the lead attorney said, cutting me off as if I’d given them exactly what they wanted.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” one of the other attorneys asked him.

“That her request for a baby was somehow connected the drug use, and that it was all somehow connected to what really happened when she turned up black and blue?” the lead asked. “Because that’s exactly what I’m thinking.”

“Me, too,” I chimed in.

“We might be able to unlock enough of her secrets now to discredit her and get the case dropped,” the lead told me. “Thank you, Cade.”

They stood up, and each one shook my hand as they walked out of the dining room. I offered to walk them to the door but they insisted they knew the way. They hurried out of my house and left me standing there wondering what exactly it was they were about to do.