RHINO: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (With FREE Bonus Novel OFFSIDE!) (13 page)

“
I know exactly how that feels”, he says.

“
Do you? The star quarterback, the first on the invite list to any party. You walk into a room and people stare. I walk in and people look through me with that face that says
how the fuck has that door just opened on its own?”

“
Hey, I was trapped too. I had to be someone I wasn’t, and I wanted you as much as you wanted me.”

I shake my head. I’m crying now, but so what? Water outside the boat, water underneath it, I might as well make some to go inside as well.

He doesn’t deserve it, but that’s just me all over, pathetically in love with the wrong man. Even now. Even now as I’m telling him this, I know he’s right. He does turn me on and I do want to fuck him and not just because of missing out the first time around. It’s deeper than that, something that comes from somewhere inside me I can’t do anything to control, as much as I hate to admit it. Alex Vann Haden wins again.

“
You don’t know the meaning of love”, I say.

Crawling across the floor to get to me again, but I won’t allow it, not until I’ve finished. Alex leans back against the wall, while the rain continues to pitter patter, the wind makes wolf sounds outside and the boat rocks, my heart in a million pieces.

“
I’m not the emotionless robot you think I am.”

“
No, sure. It’s better for you. I envy you. So much easier if you can’t feel any emotional attachment at all. Just fuck without the connection and then move onto the next.”

He’s shaking his head. “That hurts.”

“
You admitted it yourself, you’ve never been in love.”

“
Love takes two people, Lucy. It’s something that develops over time in a  relationship between two people.”

“
And how would you know that?”

“
Because I’m not cold hearted and single-minded.”

“
So what were you planning to do with me after conquering me into bed? No wait, don’t answer that, it doesn’t matter anyway.”

“
I’m sorry, Lucy.”

“
For what?”

“
Not having the balls at that moment to risk getting my heart broken for something I wanted.”

I wipe the tears away from my eyes with the heel of my hand. I feel like a class A twat for letting him see me like this. How pathetic is crying about a crush in college that never went anywhere? Even if that crush is Alex Vann Haden. Even if, right now, that example of perfection is staring at me with his smoldering, fuck me eyes.

“
Do you have the balls now?” I say.

Alex tilts his head at me, and the look of disbelief on his face is matched only by the disbelief I’m feeling inside at having actually said it in the first place. Am I actually giving him the go ahead? Am I telling him that it’s ok? Am I-? What the fuck am I doing?

I can’t take that back, even if I want to. The boat lulls and lilts and Alex looks at me, still unsure if he’s heard me right. If we fuck and he leaves because he’s the man he says he’s not, my heart will never repair itself, but if we fuck, and he’s the man he promises he’s always been, this could be heaven and more.

A heartbeat, a whip of lighting and a thunderous crack of sound above us and Alex and I are on our knees running towards each other so quickly, neither of us have a chance to back out.

Six.

Lucy

I’m eighteen again, seeing him play for the first time, his arms alone enough to get me wet. I’m every day of every week in that place, every fantasy and every desire all rolled into one. This is happening. No more cutting off my nose to spite my face, no more hiding away from risk, no more conservative, careful Lucy. I can’t resist him any longer. I hate that I need him, and I hate what he does to me, but I can’t avoid it. For whatever reason, Alex Vann Haden pushes my buttons. He pushes them so hard it makes me think I’m going to explode.

My skin is a mesh of so many goose pimples it looks like I’ve been rolling around in nettles, and that heat from my pussy burns its way outwards and upwards in a fan of heat that makes me think someone’s setting me on fire.

The lips. The Alex Vann Haden lips I could close my eyes and picture are finally up against mine, and while he pulls me into him passionately, I make sure I show him how much I’ve been waiting to do this.

If it’s only tonight, and only once, so be it. I’m going to make sure he gives me his best of all time, and I’m going to make sure I take it.

“
Admit it.”

Still cocky enough to want to be right, even when what I’m doing is obvious. I bite his lip a little harder than he likes, just to channel my energy, and then find his tongue and wrap mine around it, sucking it back into my mouth.

I shake my head when his eyes repeat the question. “Not yet.”

Alex pulls at my hair to tilt my head back and expose my neck so he can bite it softly. It’s delicate enough to send shivers down my spine, dirty enough to make me want him inside me instantly.

He cups the back of my neck with his hand, encourages me to open my eyes up to him.

“
Last chance”, he says.

I lick my lips, dance my fingers along his arm towards his swollen bicep, give him my lustful, fuck-me-if-you-dare eyes. I have dreamt of this moment a thousand times, wished it into existence so much I began to convince myself if I concentrated hard enough I could make it work.

Alex purrs, his cock stirring, his prey finally caught. I am weak in his arms, his to take.

“
You better be good”, I say, the words rising up towards him, challengingly.

“
Me? I’m the best.”

A heartbeat bridges the gap between sexual tension city and high-speed intercity trains colliding. Neither one of us are wearing much in the first place, but even so, it’s torn off and thrown to the side in record time. Alex comes at me like a wild cat would his potential lunch, throwing me to the carpet below us, holding me in place when I try to get at him.

I’m shy normally, but this isn’t normal in any way and I don’t have time for it anyway. I’m horny too, so super fucking horny that when Alex runs his hand along my ribs, over my belly button and down towards my pussy, I can see myself visibly convulsing.

“
So that’s what it looks like.”

He takes a moment to appreciate me, which I’m more than happy to allow. All men are the same, whether they’re from America or The Torres Island Straits, they all like to see.

“
You've never seen one before?”

“
Not this beautiful.”

“
I bet that’s what you tell all the girls.”

“
Nah, only the ones I think I’m falling in love with.”

His cock is huge, and I don’t use that word lightly. I know there is a possibility for me to embellish, a subconscious desire for me to expand the truth without being consciously aware of it, but even if that were the case, Alex Vann Haden, in accordance with what has been written so far about him, lives up to expectation.

Men aren’t the only ones who like to see, and while he’s busy admiring me before he goes to work, I do exactly the same to him, subtly, though, so I don’t make his ego swell up in the same way.

“
You just think you’re falling in love with me.”

Soft kisses turn into nuzzled bites into the sensitive area of the side of my neck.

“
Oh?” he says, the word getting lost as he brings himself closer to me.

I can feel his thing throbbing against my leg, dangerously close to getting inside me already, the tip sticky with desire. I love it when a man is so horny pre-cum oozes out of his cock hole. He’s not the only one wet either, not the only one ready to fuck.

“
You’re really just falling in love with the idea of me”, I say.

Alex nudges my legs open and I wrap them around his back, oh-so-not-very-subtly pulling him closer towards me. I could take him inside me like this and be a very happy girl indeed, even if it doesn’t last, but Alex seems to have different ideas. I’m not complaining either way. If he wants to indulge himself as much as possible before he slides his way inside me, so be it. If he wants to avail himself of every single inch of my body, and me of his, before slamming that beautiful cock so deep inside my pussy I can’t help but scream as I come so hard I forget where we began, I’m not going to hold up my hand and say no.

Not now anyway, not since I’ve let this happen. Not since I’ve lost that bet. Not since Alex seems to be so good at sucking my nipples.

I’m not cold, but I’m shivering. He’s barely touched me, but I’m right on the edge. This shouldn’t be happening at all, but it is.

Alex Vann Haden and me. The girl he never looked at. The girl that spent four years crushing on him at college. The girl that never forgot him, never forgave him, never thought she’d ever see him again. The girl that, right now, is on her back in Alex Vann Haden’s boat, the man himself taking her to the pinnacle of perfection, while a storm swirls madly around them.

One nipple in his mouth, one hand opening up my pussy. Bodies pressed together, breath hot on trembling skin, this is happening. Fuck, this is really happening.

I push him away, pull him into me, fight against it and urge it on, all in one unbroken series of movements that I punctuate with heavy gasps and girly squeals, I can’t help escaping from me. Alex is consummate in his care and attention, aggressive in his desire, delicate in his approach and just as visibly turned on as I am. That trembling is real, that smile legitimate, that swollen sensitivity completely genuine.

I untangle myself from underneath him in order to escape it. I know I can’t run away forever, but right now I need a distraction otherwise this dream is going to end way sooner than I want it to. I caress those perfect muscles, run my fingers along the edges of those lines that lead like arrows to his ultimate sensitivity and then take control of that long held desire of mine, wrap my fingers around it and guide it to my mouth.

Alex wants to lick me while I taste him, but I’m way too sensitive to let him get away with it. In my hands, he’s noticeably uncomfortable while not in complete control of the situation, and it turns me on even more. I bat his hands away from my hair, for little other reason than to enjoy telling him he can’t put them there, and I giggle inside, quietly pleased that he sort of doesn’t know what to do with them afterward, eventually resting them for while against his hips before letting them hang to the side.

Sucking cock has always turned me on. Sucking Alex’s cock is like a dream come true. I could go on about how perfect the map of veins that run his shaft are, how carefully he’s trimmed the hair around it, how soft and supple his balls are or how responsive the cord of skin that bridges the gap between trunk and glans, and all of those things would be true, but what makes me enjoy it more than anything I’ve ever experienced before is what sucking it does to both of us. Alex goes weak in the knee, and me? I could just about explode in orgasm if someone so much as blew on me in the right way.

“
You’ve done that before”, Alex moans.

About a million and one times in my dreams, but none of those come anywhere close to this.

“
I could come if you carried on-.”

I could answer that but I don’t. Instead, I look up at him, those fuck me eyes of mine narrowed in direct line with his, my tongue out to lick the pre-cum straight out of his hole.

“
Fuck you taste good.”

“
Show me your pussy.”

I smile but ignore him. I haven’t finished on his dick yet and I’ve gone past the point of letting him get what he wants so easily. I suck hard, wanking him into my mouth and running my tongue underneath his foreskin, before leaning back and rubbing the tip of his dick against my swollen nipples. He’s so hard.

“
Show me”, he demands again, his voice slow to control it.

I have sticky pre-cum all over my tits, shining in the artificial light of the cabin, and there is something so animalistic about that that makes me moan. Alex can see how turned on I am as well without even needing to see my pussy, but this time, I sit back and open my legs up for him.

“
Touch yourself.”

I shake my head, push my foot against his chest to hold him at bay.

“
I touch myself, I’m going to come”, I say.

“
Then come.”

“
Make me.”

“
I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

“
Promises, promises.”

My hand finds its way to my swollen lips, the fingers working their way across, teasing, experienced in their pursuit, knowledgeable, careful. Alex watches, his brutish hand wrapped around his dick, waiting for me to let him in.

“
Show me your clit.”

“
You’re so demanding.”