Winning Her Love (12 page)

Storming through the crowd, he didn’t stop for anyone until he reached the couple talking. Grabbing Tim, he punched him in the face, then threw him, going after him again. Fuming at Tim for talking to Lana after what he’d done the other week, and still pumped from the game, he yelled at Tim when he was down, “Stay the fuck away from Lana.”

He could hear Lana yelling at him, but he ignored her and focused on the dickhead before him. He’d never been close to Tim, he always thought Tim was a wanker and full of himself. Tim fought back, yanking his hands off him, and came at him again.

“I was apologizing for the other week. She was just telling me not to worry. I didn’t know you two were together.” Tim was up in his face.

“Well, we are, so stay the fuck away from her. Actually, don’t even glance in her direction.”

Tim glared at him, and Matt and Bob came and stood between them. “Look, the both of you need to cool it. Tim, go over to coach, he was asking for you. Chad, go out to the balcony and cool off.” Matt’s voice was clear and broke no argument from either of them.

Matt was right, he did need to calm down. Chad wasn’t moving though, he’d wait until Tim moved the fuck away, he didn’t trust the idiot. He glared at Tim, who finally turned and slowly walked away.

Chad looked around and found Lana struggling to get out of Alex’s arms. He nodded to his brother, and he let Lana go and she rushed straight to him. “What the hell did you do that for? You didn’t need to punch him. Tim was just apologizing for being an arsehole the other week.”

“Yes, I did. He needed to know to stay away from you.” He gathered her to him, happy when she went willingly. He walked to the balcony door and went to the edge to look at the view and talk.

“Tim didn’t need to have the crap beaten out of him to be told that.” Lana stared up at him, her eyes narrowed and her mouth firm. Her anger was clear.

“Yeah, he did. Tim’s a dickhead, and I wouldn’t put it past him to apologize and try and do something stupid.” He yanked her closer to him and lifted her up so she was level with him. “I want everyone to know you’re mine. No one messes with what’s mine.”

He took her lips to his own, showing her that she was his. Lana moaned and wrapped her arms around him.

He wanted to take her home. Pulling from her mouth, he rested his forehead on hers. “Let’s go. I want you so bad.”

She stared at him for a moment and wiggled herself down to get on the ground. “I’m so angry with you right now. I hate that you think you can just kiss me and all will be good.” She placed her hands on her hips. Her silver stilettos tapped on the tiles, and her body straightened, which brought focus to her breasts that bounced, and he now noticed were braless in the sexy little black dress. Damn, she looked stunning. Lana stared daggers at him, but he could see the passion from the kiss still lurking. She was so hot when she was mad.

“You know what you’re doing right now is just turning me on more. You look so fucking hot glaring at me.” He yanked her to him. “I think I might have to get you pissed off more often.”

Lana’s nose scrunched up, adding to her affect. She whacked him on the chest. “That is so not funny. I’m trying to have a serious talk and you…you are saying that.”

Holding her hands in his, he brought her knuckles to his mouth and kissed them, grinning when she melted against him. “I’m sorry, angel. I was looking forward to seeing you and spending the night together, just you and me. When I came here and found you with that dickhead leaning in close and talking to you I saw red, and I wanted to make sure he knew you were taken and he had no chance because you’re mine.”

Lana sighed loudly and took a couple of steps away from him. “It’s really hard to stay angry at you, especially when, after watching you run around and tackle other yummy men, I’m so turned on. You’re so delicious in your little shorts and shirt.”

He growled and stalked her. “No other man better be yummy to you. I’m the only one you need to think is delicious.” He winked at her and she giggled, wrapping her arms around him. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

He took the back way out of the club, because he didn’t want to have to deal with anyone going back through the league club again.

* * * *

Lana felt like she was in bloody heat. Chad did it to her every time she was with him, but today she felt a desperate need within her. Watching him work, and seeing the passion he put into his sport, had her drooling over him. Lana couldn’t wait to get him alone. The way she felt she would jump his bones.

As soon as she’d left the stadium and was with Steph, Lana had time to think over all she’d seen today as she got ready for the party. By the time they arrived she was in no mood to be with other people. She knew what she wanted, and she was going to get him.

While she’d waited for Chad, the wanker from the other week came over to her and tried to apologize. Before she could tell him to fuck off Chad, in all his masculine glory, came over and went caveman, and damn if that didn’t spike her already high need for him.

When they started fist fighting that was when her lust turned into anger. That wasn’t what she’d wanted. She didn’t mind Chad pushing dickhead out of the way or telling him to stay away, but there was no need for the fight. When things got intense and the crowd grew she became more pissed off.

Chad’s two friends broke the fight up, and Chad dragged her out to the balcony. He’d deflated her anger so easily, and now she sat in the car watching him as he sat squirming under her gaze.

They barely made it through his door before Chad pushed her against the hall wall and plastered his mouth to hers. He lifted her, balancing her, and wrapped her legs around him, and using his strength, ground against her. Lana watched as his arms bulged and he panted. She felt hot all over. Chad grabbed her hands and yanked them up, holding her as a willing prisoner.

Holding her hands in one of his, he used his other hand to frantically push her dress up and undo his pants. “I’m so fucking hot for you right now, angel. I need you so bad.” His fingers glided up her thigh, and he sucked in a deep breath when he reached her pussy. “Holy fuck. This whole time you haven’t been wearing anything under your dress.”

Grinning up at his agonized face, she nipped his lip. “Yep, just for you.”

He groaned and took her mouth in a deep, desperate kiss. Melting against him, she let herself go, grinding herself on him, eager for her release. The tips of his callused fingers trailed down her arms, slid the dress straps off, and caressed her burning skin, going back and forth across her collarbone and dipping down to push and mold her breasts. Clenching her thighs tighter around him, keeping her balance, she groaned as everywhere his fingers went tingles followed, flowing straight to her core. His hand on her butt squeezed before gliding down to dip into her pussy and sink in and out. His body wiggled, spreading her legs further apart.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard.” His eyes blazed as he stared at her.

Moving her hands down over his defined abs, she sank her fingers into his boxers and pushed them down to join his jeans that sat as his ankles. Her hands circled around his firm cock, pumping it up and down. A groan slipped from his mouth as it left hers. “If you keep that up, I’ll be finished before we’ve even started.”

“Mmm, I don’t want that. What happened to taking me hard?” She ran her hands up and down his muscular chest. “Want me to show you how it’s done?” Circling his neck, she rose up and teased his dick with her wet core.

Chad’s eyes narrowed, and his hands came to grip her legs as he lined his cock up and pushed home. The force of his thrust had her back hitting hard against the wall. She groaned as he drove in over and over. Her hips propelled forward and each time she stared as his muscles bunched and retracted. God, it was so hot. His pace picked up, and she saw a bead of sweat trail down and she homed in on it, basking in the pleasure of his frenzied onslaught.

The pressure inside her built, and her body vibrated with the tension she knew would soon snap. The strain of helping hold her own weight was adding to the excitement and tension building high in her body, ready to explode. Chad was grunting, and she knew from that sound he was close. Easing her hands down, she wrapped them around his strong arms, feeling the strain as he pumped into her.

Gazing up into his vibrant green eyes, his jaw clenched and his forehead wrinkled, she let herself go. He was so gorgeous, and all hers. The dam broke and she fell apart, letting the falling and exploding sensation take over. “Oh God, Chad.” She dug her nails into him, needing an anchor.

He thrust hard a couple more times before roaring his release. “Laannnaa.”

They shook together and she could feel his body strain as she forgot to help hold her weight. Groaning, she eased off him and placed her feet down on shaky legs. “That was amazing.”

Chad toed off his shoes and jeans, naked from the waist down. He gathered her close. “Come on, let’s finish this in bed. We have a whole night without Miss Moo. Let’s enjoy ourselves.”

Oh, Lana intended to.

Chapter 6

From Teammate Brawls to Illegitimate Love Children, Chad Douglas Has Been Busy

“Fuck.” Chad threw the paper onto the table, the image of him beating the crap out of Tim staring back at him. The picture next to that was of Olivia with her little arms wrapped around him. Further down the article was a picture of him kissing Lana.

He read the article, and it was one nasty word after another. Grabbing his phone, he dialed his manager. Damage control was needed. As he waited for Brent to answer he glanced back to the bedroom and hoped Lana would sleep a little bit longer so he could sort out the mess before she awoke and begin to worry.

Chad knew she’d freak when she saw the headlines. Lana may be outspoken, and when she’d been younger, before Olivia, hadn’t minded attention, but now that she had their daughter she stayed away from the limelight and anything that drew attention their way. She wouldn’t be happy with the attention this article would give her and Olivia.

“Chad, do you want to tell me why I’m staring at a little female version of you and another picture of you making out with the girl’s mother? We’ll start with that first one as from what I’ve read and heard the first has something to do with the latter of those two.” His manager didn’t even say hello or start with small talk, he answered his phone and got straight into it.

Not eager for Lana to hear what he had to say, Chad walked outside and shut the door. “I should have called you as soon as I found out.”

“You’re damn right you should have. Now we need to do major damage control.”

He gulped and ran his fingers through his growing hair. He really needed to shave. “I’m sorry I didn’t call. I’ve been busy.”

“I think I can see that.”

“Lana came back from England, and she had a surprise for me.”

“What! Are you telling me this woman kept your child from you? Did you know about the child?”

“No, no. It’s not like that. Lana didn’t know I was the father.” He scrubbed his face and took a deep breath. “She was drunk and I took advantage of her. Olivia is the result of that.”

“Fucking hell. Is she going to press charges? What about the child?”

“Lana wouldn’t press charges. She…we… Look, I love Lana and...well, when she knows it I’m going to ask her to marry me. The child, my daughter, is named Olivia, and she’s almost three. I’ll be calling my lawyers this week to organize back child support and make sure she gets it in the future. I want this whole shitfest sorted out. I’m willing to talk to the press and do strategic media appearances to clean this mess up. I’ll even play nice with the dickhead Tim.”

Brent was quiet on the other end. “You’ll need a press conference. You and Tim will need to make nice and tell everyone it was a silly misunderstanding mixed up with the high testosterone after winning a game. Lana and Olivia...you need to come clean about that. Not that you took advantage of her, but that you are with them. I would like for them to be there with you to show they support you and are with you, but you haven’t told me what Lana’s stance is on all this yet.”

Chad glanced behind him into the kitchen to make sure Lana wasn’t up yet. When he didn’t see her he sat on his outdoor patio setting. “Lana doesn’t want Olivia in the spotlight. Lana herself doesn’t like the limelight. She is not a fan of my reputation. It has already taken me some talking to get her to realize I’m serious about her and not everything she’s seen in the papers is true.”

Brent sighed. “You need to talk to her before we go ahead. It’s important you’re both on the same page.”

Chad knew Brent was right, he just wasn’t looking forward to the conversation with Lana. “Fine. Book a press conference. I’ll talk to Lana.”

“Keep your phone close.” With that he hung up.

Chad leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. He really wasn’t looking forward to showing Lana the paper or explaining what he would have to do.

* * * *

The other side of the bed was cold. Lana wrapped the covers around her naked body and snuggled into the warmth. Chad’s exercise was annoying. Couldn’t he sleep in one morning out of the week? She wanted to wake up and enjoy his warmth, maybe have some morning action.

Closing her eyes, she tried to go back to sleep and bask in not having to get up and sort out a little miss, but she was too awake. On a groan, she pushed the covers off and jumped out of bed, going to the bathroom and doing her morning business. Feeling refreshed, she went to the chest of drawers and opened the middle one and grabbed one of Chad’s shirts, shoving it on.

Strolling out of the room, she went in search of Chad. Lana went first to the gym, surprised when he wasn’t in there. Chewing on her lip, she gazed out back. Maybe he was in the pool. As she entered the family room she saw that the back sliding door was open. Going to the door, she went outside.

Chad sat in a chair, staring at the backyard. His gaze seemed in a far off place. Slowly, she walked to him and sat down on his lap. “Hey, what’s up? You seem deep in thought.”