RHINO: A Bad Boy Sports Romance (With FREE Bonus Novel OFFSIDE!) (51 page)

“
We shouldn’t.” Those words again, meaningless now against the heated backdrop we are fighting to create.

“
Fuck shouldn’t.”

“
Just fuck will do.”

A button sticks for too long and Jasper doesn’t have the patience to wait. When he’s done, the dress I chose carefully this morning for him lies torn and useless between the bench and floor. Long socks hide my knees from him and lead to red panties I’m going to make him tear off me too.

“
Get on your knees.”

I do as he commands, dropping to my knees in front of him, my mouth already tingling because I know what he’s about to give me. I can see it writhing around behind his pants trapped by the fabric like a snake in a bag and I want it out and inside me like nothing else.

“
Good. Now take it out.”

The chance of being caught in here is slim, but it’s still possible and that turns me on even more. Dad and the rest of the team have gone home, but there are still people in the building and cleaning staff walking through the halls so there’s every possibility someone’ll come in here doing their rounds. I don’t even care anymore. If Topher finds out, so what? Maybe it’ll finally make him realize I’m never going to take him back.

I look up to Jasper, pausing for the briefest of moments until I can’t resist any longer. I’m far from it but I do my best to pull a shy and innocent face because I know it’ll turn him on more.

“
What are you going to do?”

“
I’m gonna cure you, Penny.”

I reach to his bulge, running my hot hand over it and smoothing the shaft towards his swollen crown.

“
Do you think it’ll work?”

“
Take it out and we’ll see.”

“
But it’s so big-.”

“
Then do it bit by bit.”

I tug slowly at his grey sweatpants, while Jasper watches from above, vigilant and dominant. I love the reveal and I’m taking my sweet time about doing it. It’s been almost two weeks since I saw him last, and even though the image of his cock is etched on my memory from the first time, I still don’t want to miss anything about this.

This is going layer by layer, little by little, like the opening of a special christmas present I’ve already guessed from the shape, that takes nothing away from the opening of it. The opening is almost as good as the present itself, and there aren’t any presents better than this.

When his pants are nothing but a bunch of fabric kicked casually to one side, and Jasper stands there in front of me like a God, his swollen cock pressed eagerly into the fabric of his boxershorts, palpitating like a ticking clock, I know I’ve got to face my made up fear and pull it out.

I knew he was huge even before we slept together, but now, trapped behind his boxer shorts, he looks monstrous. I like big cocks, I’m happy to admit that. I’d like Jasper even if he didn’t have one, but the fact that he does is an added bonus. I’m not shy when it comes to sex. I’m not one of these turn the lights out and fuck me gently kind of girls. I like all of that, of course, but when the moment requires it, and right now this moment doesn’t require that kind of fuck at all. Right now I feel dirty. Right now I want Jasper to make me scream. Right now I want to show him exactly what it is I can offer, and see just how much he can take.

To be fair, I’m the one that’s been cold. Much more than him, I’m the one who had to take stock, take a few steps back and think carefully about how best to proceed, after we’d done what we’d done. And here I am, his hard dick a millimeter of fabric away from my lips again, ten minutes after I was supposed to be ending this and heading home.

“
I’m waiting, Penny.”

My pussy lips are tingling just as much as the ones I’m licking now with my tongue. Who was I kidding? Tell Jasper Stone it’s over? Resist this beast of a man? Say no to this cock, even if I he leaves at the end of the season and I never get any better? The thing is, the thing I’ve got to make sure of, beyond any doubt at all, is that I need to make him fall in love with me. And every girl knows the way to a man’s heart is all the way through his throbbing dick.

There is pre-cum glistening the tip, strands of which have gathered at the front of his shorts and others that leak out and run eagerly down his shaft. For a while I just stare at it hovering there in midair, jerking upwards every now and again like he’s got an electrode strapped to the base that from time to time fires a pulse through his cock, until Jasper snaps me back to reality.

“
Open your mouth.”

I’ve knelt on this floor before, but never like this. Hundred of games over several years, a dozen kit changes, team talks, sweaty men and stacks of helmets, I never thought I’d be looking up towards a giant of a man, his huge cock weighty in my hands, ready to slide into the back of my throat so I can lean forwards and have him mouth fuck me like a little slut.

I open my mouth, I purse my lips, I lean forward and with my hand around his base I place him delicately at the edge of my mouth.

“
Now suck.”

I want to play with my pussy, but I’m going to wait. I like having Jasper control me, so I want to wait until he gives me his permission. I want to sit above him and rub my slit in his face and I want to watch over my shoulder as he pushes the fabric to the side and forces his way up inside me. Bearing down upon me, with his tense muscles, toned forearms and look of smoldering desire, I feel like I’m going to melt. His eyes are like marbles of swirling greens and browns lost in a sea of blue, and when he looks at me, when he really looks at me like he’s looking at me now, I know that what I see inside them is so pure, nothing in the world can match it. Call it what you like - desire, need, power, dominance, sexiness - whatever the fuck it is it turns me on more than anything I’ve ever experienced in my life, and I can’t get enough of it.

Topher used to hate me sucking his dick and looking directly at him, so when I pull Jasper slowly inside me, my tongue corkscrewing around the tip of his cock to run under his foreskin and down his shaft, I purposely look away. Jasper takes me firmly under the chin, tilts my face up and makes me look at him while I slowly lower my mouth over his cock.

Fuck it feel so good to be with him again. I can’t believe I’ve left it as long as I have, nor that I was seriously considering giving up on this at all.

“
Like that?”

“
Like that’s good. How does it make you feel?”

I can’t help but smile. I know I’m supposed to be sucking this beautiful dick for a cure, but it’s hard pretending, when I now no longer need an excuse.

“
Tingly.”

“
Tingly where?”

I know he wants me to show him, but he’s not getting it up from me that easily.

“
Here”, I say, pointing to my heart.

“
Where else?”

“
Here”, I say, running a circle around my belly button.

“
Anywhere else?”

I shake my head playfully.

“
Are you sure?”

I pretend to think. “Maybe here.”

My finger dances towards my pussy.

“
Show me.”

“
Am I cured?”

Jasper shakes his head. “Not yet.”

I run my middle finger over the fabric, pushing it past my clit and through the center of my pussy lips. I can’t help but gurgle with delight as I go and Jasper does well to keep a straight face.

“
Right there.”

“
Mmmhmm.” I nod.

I’m wet. I knew I was already without touching myself. Even with my panties still on, I feel like I could make myself come like this. I’d like that too, coming for him, right here in the locker room, watching him watching me slide my finger back and forth over my pussy. I’m tingly all over my skin and I’ve got those goose pimples breaking out across my arms again like before. I feel like I could explode if he danced a kiss towards me, breathed on my skin or ran his tongue in light gorgeous flicks across my clitoral hood.

“
Show me.”

I have brown eyes to his blue, chocolate swirls to his tropical rock pools, and right now they are wide open and lost completely in his perfection. Nothing else matters. Where we are, who we are, it’s all beside the point. The point is this moment and fuck does it feel good. Jasper’s deep, commanding, husky voice, the stubble darkening his chin, the way his hair flops naturally to one side, I can’t get enough of any of it.

“
Like this?”

I slowly move my panties to one side, my fingers in place still to keep my pussy covered from him. I can feel skin on skin and I know he wants to, he might be able to imagine it from the memory of me or piece it together from the pleasure in my voice, but he definitely can’t see it yet.

“
I’m going to fuck you so hard.”

“
Is that right?”

Now I let him see, but only for the briefest of brief moments. A blink-and-you’ll-miss-it spread of my fingers pushing my moistened pussy lips open.

Jasper nods. His dick does that pulsing thing again and I watch the head swell. “Until you scream.”

“
With your big dick?”

“
Show me again.”

I shake my head, rubbing myself all the time, my sensitivity hidden and out of bounds.

Jasper growls like an animal and then he comes for me. I’m up on my feet in seconds, as light as a feather in his hands, and then up on the bench a moment afterwards, adjusted, placed, positioned for his convenience.

“
You’re wearing fuck me socks.”

“
Am I?”

“
And fuck me eyes.”

“
Maybe it’s just the way you’re looking at me.”

“
Open your legs.”

“
Only if you cure me.”

“
Big dicks and football players.”

“
I guess I can’t have one without the other.”

“
Hands off.”

“
Just to the side.”

“
I knew you were dirty.”

Even with me standing up here, he’s almost as tall as me. I put my hands up like he asks and then spin around and stick my ass out towards him. Like this I can hold onto the coat hooks and force my way back against him. Like this he can go so deep he’ll put my tits to sleep.

“
Don’t let that put you off.”

“
I wouldn’t hold anything against you, Penny.”

“
Nothing you didn’t want to put inside.”

“
And you thought you’d be able to give me up.”

“
I haven’t even started with you yet.”

“
Oh no?”

“
Uhuh.”

“
Then you better make yourself available.”

“
What have you got in mind for me.”

“
Well I can’t cure you in just one session.”

His hand smooths out the skin over my ass cheek, the tips of his fingers dipping underneath the elastic and edging the fullness of my pussy lips. I am so wet and I know he’ll be able to feel it.

“
It’s a good job you’re not planning on going anywhere.”

So close to going inside me, only to pull away at the last minute. I squirm towards him desperate to get him closer again.

“
What would you do without me?”

“
I don’t know, do dildos come in your size?”

How can someone who has only ever touched your body once know exactly where to place their fingers to get you off? And I don’t mean just off, like any regular Friday night ice cream and slippers pussy rub, I mean better than you can do yourself. This is what I mean when I say that Jasper Stone is a fucking God.

“
You like that, huh?”

I look back at him and wish that I don’t, because watching this big strong man turn me into tingly jelly is going to make me explode in embarrassingly quick time. I have to shut my eyes and look away, trying my best to control my breathing and pretend what he’s doing to me is nothing special at all. Just fingers, and not even inside me deeply, but around me, massaging the skin at the edge of my hole, around my clitoris, at the bridge between my pussy and my anus.

I wonder if his cock will fit in there too and how long I can resist it before asking him to try.

I shudder when his tongue finds me, partly because I don’t expect it, partly because when he pulls it away again I feel like it’s inevitable that I’m going to come hard. Last time was a multiple orgasm, this time feels like it could be that plus one.

Fuck.

“
Are you ready to face your fears?”