Pinned Down: A Triple Threat Sports Romance (13 page)

Kendra

I didn’t know what had come over him, coming into my office and acting like he was going to take charge of me. He was telling me how he wasn’t going to allow me to sleep with Tommy. He was telling me how he was going to make me take his donations one way or another. I wanted to be mad, because he wasn’t listening to me. He even told me that his money wasn’t completely legal, and he said it like I had no other choice than to accept what he was telling me.

Lucky had become controlling and possessive all of a sudden, and he told me I was his, like I belonged to him. I thought he’d lost his damn mind coming in my office like that, especially right after I had started trying to regain control over my life. I wasn’t about to stand for it, but it was also making me incredibly horny.

I caught myself wanting him more than I ever thought I had wanted Tommy, or anyone else. He pursued me to the wall behind my desk, grabbed me, and bent me over. He shoved his erection against me through his pants, just like Tommy had done just a little while earlier, except Lucky was bigger, thicker, and harder.

“Take me,” I finally told him after taunting him with what had happened with Tommy that same afternoon. But Tommy hadn’t fucked me, and Lucky was about to.

His fingers wrapped around the waist of my panties and pulled them down, exposing me to him. I grabbed him and pulled him to me, pressing his slacks against my wet lips. It felt so good to have his hardened desire pressing into me. I wanted him so fucking bad.

I turned around and slid onto the desk as he undid his pants and slid them down. His shaft stared up at me full of desire and anticipation. I reached down and took him in my hand as Lucky pushed my skirt up around my hips.

I spread my thin legs and guided him into me. I was tight around his thick cock. His head entered me and spread me open. My lips wrapped around him and gripped him like my fingers. He moaned as he slid all the way into me. I tilted my head back and gasped as each thick inch of his manhood slid through my opening, all the way down to the base of his shaft.

He pulled back, and I could feel myself getting wetter as he moved in and out of me. My legs shook with pleasure as he fucked me. My insides quivered with growing ecstasy.

He started working the buttons on my blouse, opening my shirt and shoving it aside to show my bra. It clasped in the front, and his fingers made short work of the clasp, freeing my tits for him. With a hand behind my back for support, he lowered his face and took one of my nipples into his hungry mouth. His lips wrapped gently around the hardening pink skin, and he started to kiss it. Then, his tongue flicked the tip, and he started to suck on my flesh.

I grabbed his back and leaned into him, moaning as pleasure rushed through my body, from my nipple to the muscles surrounding the hard, taut flesh of his shaft. He stabbed me with himself while his lips and tongue worked my nipple into a blazing beacon of pleasure.

I rocked my hips against him, driving him deeper and running his head across my g-spot.

“Come on, Lucky,” I urged him. “Make me yours. Make me come, baby.”
“I’m going to make you come,” he said, pulling his lips away from my chest and wrapping his arms around me.

He pushed me down onto my back on the desk. I could feel all of the papers and folders underneath me, but I didn’t care as long as he stayed inside me and let me finish around him. He pushed me back so he could climb onto the desk on top of me, and I was surprised that my desk was wide enough to hold me on my back and leave enough room for him, too. He lifted my legs, gaining better access to me, and he thrust himself into me.

I moaned and writhed in pleasure underneath him. I reached for his hands, pulling them down to my breasts. I held them there, coaching him on how to squeeze me. He caught my nipples perfectly between his fingers, and I could feel my own fingers sliding over them as he gripped and released me.

“Oh God,” I called out as my body began to shake in pleasure beneath him. My climax was growing to a crescendo, and soon it was going to overtake my body in waves of ecstasy. I closed my eyes and let my head rest on the desk as he took me, wave after wave. My orgasm roared through my body and crashed against his hips as he pummeled me again and again.

“That’s it,” he growled above me. “Give in to me, Kendra. Give yourself to me, baby.”

I could feel him growing harder as my body gripped him and stroked him with each thrust of my hips. I was so close to finishing him off. I could feel it. I could feel his orgasm working up his shaft from the base to his head. I knew he was going to finish soon, and I wasn’t the least bit worried about where, but he slowly pulled his hips back, letting himself slide out of me.

I whined in protest as he pulled out of me, but I still felt rewarded when his warm seed spilled out onto my stomach. I continued rocking my hips and moaning. I wanted to watch him work himself with his fist wrapped tightly around his shaft, but my body was still in the throes of my own rapture.

My thighs trembled. My lips quivered. I breathed in sharply between my teeth. My hips rolled. My hands gripped and stroked my breasts, squeezing and releasing while he emptied himself onto me.

When I finally caught my breath, I opened my eyes and saw him sliding off of the desk. He pulled his boxers up and pulled a few tissues out of the box on my desk.

“Oh shit, we’re in my office!” I cried, realizing the implications of being in such a public place. Being in the office was part of what had made it so hot, but I had managed to ignore the risks involved. Once we were finished, those risks came rushing down on me.

He laughed. “Yeah, we’ve been here the whole time.”

“Did you lock the front door?” I asked frantically as he wiped my stomach with the tissues.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “I honestly wasn’t planning on this happening when I walked in, but something came over me when I saw you.”

“And then you came over me,” I said, nodding and laughing.

It felt good to let go of all my tension with him, despite everything else that was going on, but I was still suspicious of him. I watched him as he took great care in cleaning himself off of me. He threw the tissues in the trash and grabbed the waist of his pants.

“There you go. That’s all of it,” he said.

I pulled my skirt down and slid down from the desk in front of him. I put my hands around his face and kissed him. It was a soft, gentle, loving kiss. It wasn’t possessive and demanding like the sex had been. It was a reminder that no matter what else we did, our emotions were still tender.

Lucky pulled back from our kiss and looked down into my eyes. His feelings for me were mixed in with a dogged determination. I knew what he was going to say before he said it. I could read his next words in his eyes.

“I promise you, I’m going to help you raise that money,” he said. “And I have no problem figuring out how to give you my own money without it being traced back to me.”

We were still getting dressed as he started talking about the real donations again.

“Is some of your money really illegal?” I asked him.

“A good chunk of it is, yes,” he admitted with a straight face.

“I can’t believe you,” I said with a laugh in my voice. “You surprise me constantly. There’s always more to learn about you.”

I tried to pretend it amused me, but really, it scared me. I didn’t know what to believe about Cade Hendrix anymore. For all I knew, he was involved in the drug charges that had been brought up against Raven before he got traded. For all I knew, he was behind the ass-beating she took. He might not have done it himself, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t called his partners in whatever crime ring he was a part of to tell them to do it for him.

I couldn’t believe I was willingly sleeping with and living with a man I knew I couldn’t trust, a man who wasn’t trusted by much of anyone. He was in legal trouble. He’d just gotten out of jail after being charged with assault. We hadn’t even talked about what all the judge said when he was in court. She might have charged him with rape as well, and then to have that same man in my office, inside of me, fucking me, making me beg for it? Jesus Christ, what was I doing?

I hurried to get dressed and stepped away from him while I did.

“Is everything okay?” he asked as he buttoned his shirt.

“Yeah, everything’s fine. I need to go to the restroom,” I told him.

“Okay. I’ll stay and make sure no one comes into your office while you’re gone,” he said with a smirk on his face.

I hurried out of the office and into the restroom down the hall. I locked the door behind me and leaned against it for a moment before approaching the sink. I looked at my face in the mirror above it. My hair was a mess. My makeup was a mess.

It was too much. All of it. I ran cold water in the sink and splashed it on my face. In just a few minutes, I had allowed—hell, I had begged—one of the men in my life to take control over it again. He was one of the men I had made my mind up to defy earlier in the day by getting the other man to sign a contract, and by agreeing to fuck someone else to save my charity.

“What are you doing, Kendra?” I asked the face staring at me in the mirror. I splashed water on my face again.

I grabbed a paper towel and wiped away the streaking makeup from my face. I looked at myself again. I almost didn’t recognize the face staring back at me. She had tired, weary eyes and ratty hair. Her face was beginning to look a few years older than she was. There were bags under her eyes. She was tired. She was under a lot of stress, and she looked like she felt defeated.

“Is that really how I feel?” I asked my reflection. “Is that how I look?”

I wet my hands and ran them through my disheveled curls, pulling my hair back with a hair tie from my wrist. I straightened my clothes and tucked in my shirt. I rinsed off my face and straightening my shoulders.

I loved Cade. It was well past time for me to admit that. I was falling in love with him, and I wanted to believe in him. I wanted to believe it when he told me he wanted to take care of me and love me and make me his.

I just couldn’t. His history didn’t agree with his words. I had a hard time believing that people like him could change so easily, despite how much I wanted to believe him. I was still open to surprises, but Lucky still being the same wasn’t going to be one. The situation with Raven had put a nagging doubt in my head that just would not go away. I knew there was no real reason for me to doubt him, but I couldn’t shake it.

I just didn’t want to end up like her – the psycho ex who was willing to do anything to stay relevant, whether it meant keeping him or making his life hell.

I dried my face and looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I knew I had to be prepared to pick up the slack when he didn’t come through for me.

Lucky

“So, about the money,” I said in bed the next morning, propping myself up on my elbow to peer over her shoulder.

Kendra’s eyes were still closed, and she smiled when she heard my voice. She pulled the shiny blue silk sheets tighter under her chin and pressed herself against me, snuggling up against me between the sheets.

“Not now,” she said dreamily, not losing the smile on her face.

I brushed the hair out of her face and stared down at her. I had given her the option of taking one of my guestrooms when she first moved in. Then, I had given her the same option when I came home from jail, after the charges had been officially filed and my trial date was set. I told her I understood if she didn’t want to share a bed with someone like me, someone who was being accused of beating someone he had slept with a while back.

She hadn’t taken me up on the guestroom offer yet. In fact, it seemed to me that she had been sleeping in my bed even while I was in jail. That said something to me, told me that she was invested in what we were doing here, as more than just a business relationship.

We had abandoned all of that nonsense. This was real, personal, and no longer about business for either of us. Hell, I wasn’t even in a position to worry about repairing my public image for the team. I was barely even on the team anymore. I certainly wasn’t involved in her organization. She didn’t want to be associated with someone who had my reputation. I understood completely. My team didn’t want to be associated with me anymore either.

As far as the charity was concerned, I knew she was looking for someone else to provide her with the funds she needed to keep the program running and stay in it. I had to come up with a plan to help her. I was trying to think of a way to channel my money through someone else or another business account since she wouldn’t even accept anonymous donations from me. There had to be a way.

I didn’t want her sleeping with someone else, not even for the money she needed. It would have been a great donation for Older Brothers, and the money he was giving her directly would have been great for her to have, but not if she had to get it that way. I couldn’t imagine letting her sleep with someone else.

Kendra was mine. She had proven it time and time again, whether she wanted to admit that fact or not. We were together, and I was going to see to it that she didn’t have to sacrifice her dignity and integrity to keep her job.

I let her sleep. I lay there next to her, in my bed, and let her sleep a little while longer. She pressed her soft, warm body against mine. We fit together perfectly, even just lying next to each other in bed. I felt her body expand as she breathed. I kept my head propped up on my elbow and watched her. I draped my other arm around her body and held her close to me.

“So what about the money?” she asked suddenly, still in her sleepy voice.

“I’m going to take care of you,” I told her. “I’m going to cover the money that Tommy is offering you.”

She blinked her eyes a couple of times and looked up at me.

“How, Lucky?” she asked as the sleep dropped out of her voice.

“I’ll figure out a way. If you would take the money from me, I could cover it for you right now, but since it can’t come from me, I’m going to figure out another way to do it,” I assured her.

“That’s really sweet of you,” she said, stroking my arm absently. I could tell there was something still bothering her. She was still worrying about how she was going to get the money.

“I don’t want you to sleep with Tommy,” I told her flat out. “I hope you’re not considering going back to that deal. I ripped up the contract and told you how I felt about all of that already.”

“I know, but I don’t see where I have a lot of other options right now,” she said.

“Just let me handle it,” I told her. “I’ll figure it out for you.”

“We’ve got to come up with something by tomorrow afternoon,” she said.

I wondered if that was when she was supposed to meet with Tommy. I couldn’t believe that after everything she would still have his offer on the table. I had to figure something out, and fast. My skin crawled, thinking that she was actually desperate enough to whore herself out just to keep the program above water.

Also, did she trust me so little that she still believed she had to have a backup plan? I stared at her for a moment in silence, trying to figure this woman out. I knew she was under a lot of pressure to make a lot happen in a short amount of time, and I knew a lot of what had gone wrong rested on my shoulders, but what the hell did I have to do to prove myself? And why was I devoted enough to figure it out?

She pulled my arm tight, squeezing herself with my embrace. Then she shrugged me off of her and slid out of bed to start getting ready for the morning.

“So, we haven’t had a chance to talk really. How’s everything going with the Raven case?” It felt like she dropped a rock in my stomach when she asked.

I still hadn’t told her about the additional offer Raven had made to try to get me to sleep with her, the offer to drop all the charges as long as I still went through with it all and gave her a baby, even after everything. I didn’t want her to know about that part.

“I told the lawyers everything yesterday,” I told her.

“So you hadn’t told them everything already?” she asked.

“Not yet, no. There were a few minor details I had kept to myself because I hadn’t thought of them as important,” I admitted.

“They know the big stuff, though, right? Like, they know that Raven has been trying to get you to father a child for her and these charges are just a way for her to blackmail you for not doing it, right?” she asked as she walked into my bathroom.

“Right, they know that.” They know that now. I wanted to make it sound like I had given them that detail from the start.

“Then, really, that’s all they need to know. You were with me at your parents’ house when she was beaten, and she had called you prior to that to try to get you to agree to give her a kid. Plain and simple if you ask me.”

I wished I could have been as confident about the situation as Kendra seemed to be. But it wasn’t that easy.

“Well, I think that’s what they’re counting on,” I told her.

“In the meantime, just stay away from her,” she said, like it was that damn easy.

She didn’t know Raven had just shown up at my door the day before, issuing more threats and offering herself to me again. She wasn’t going to know either.

“Yeah, in the meantime I’m suspended for the next two games, and I can’t even show my face at the practice facility unless I’m meeting with management, ownership, or the lawyers. It’s going great,” I told her.

“They suspended you?” She poked her head back out of the bathroom.

“Of course they did. For the same reason you don’t want my money. They want to put some distance between the team and the guy who beat his ex-girlfriend. Can you blame them?” The more I thought about it, the worse it seemed.

The beautiful girl stepping out of the bathroom without any clothes on was the only thing I had left, and I’d been doubting my grip on her since I got out. She walked towards me, and it was the first time I really got a good look at her body.

Her chestnut curls bounced around her shoulders. Her hazel eyes held so much emotion. They looked caring and concerned, loving and pitying. Her body was all smooth skin and soft, subtle curves. She was thin, but she wasn’t angular. Her lines were very feminine. I tried to look at her without longing, to see her without the urge to cup her full breasts in my hands, without the desire to grab her round hips as they curved out of her waist. I tried to look at her without imagining how it would have felt to slide my hand between her soft, smooth thighs, up to the bare skin waiting for me between her legs.

I wanted to see her in all of her glory and to appreciate her as the natural work of art that she was. However, to do that meant allowing my body to respond appropriately, and I could already feel my desire stirring at the base of my waking shaft.

Her gentle touch on my leg sent my pulse racing. What were we talking about? It didn’t matter anymore. None of it mattered. I was right where I was supposed to be, and there were things I hadn’t told her, which I knew jeopardized our future. But I knew it could wait. I needed her voice in my ear, her hand on my thigh, her body against mine.

Kendra gave me a warm, comforting smile and tilted her head. Her hair poured down like water cascading over her shoulder. I wanted to pull her to me and kiss her sweet lips, but I knew she had somewhere else to be right then. There wasn’t any time for us to fool around. We both had business to handle, and that business didn’t include each other’s bodies.

“You’re going to be fine, Lucky, and I think you know this. You’re going to pull through this. Trust your lawyers, and trust your instinct,” she said.

I wondered why she suddenly had so much faith in my ability, in my luck. It seemed to me that my luck was actually running out, but maybe things were about to turn around. Stranger things had happened to me before.

“Will do,” I told her, managing a smile.

“Bring back some of that confidence that’s so sexy,” she said, flashing a seductive smile and letting her eyes sparkle.

“Maybe when I’m feeling more confident,” I told her. I nodded toward the bathroom. “You should probably finish getting ready. We both have big days ahead of us.”

“Yes, we do.” She bent down and kissed me on the cheek before turning and walking back out of the room.

I watched her ass move as she walked away. Her body begged for my touch. My hands longed to grab her, my lips to kiss her, my manhood to enter her.

I lay back on the bed and sighed after she closed the bathroom door. I didn’t know what to do about her money or about Raven’s latest offer.

I wondered if there was a way to get money out of Raven for giving in and sleeping with her one last time. Probably not, I figured. If she had money, she would have been in either a lot more or a lot less trouble, depending on what she did with it.

I listened as Kendra started the shower, letting my thoughts drift back to her. I imagined the water running down her soft body. I wanted to go in there and take her in the shower, but I thought better of it. We had work to do, and once she was out of the house, I had to get started. I didn’t want her to know what I was going to do, but a plan was beginning to form in my mind.

I was going to get her the money she needed, and if I was lucky, I wasn’t even going to have to use any of my own money to help her. I knew that would make her happy. I just wasn’t sure how she was going to react when I put my plan in motion.

There was help right under her nose and she wasn’t even thinking about using it. I was going to ask for her.