Free Off the Field: Bad Boy Sports Romance by Heidi Hunter, Bad Boy Team Page B

slowly slid inch after inch of his monster cock in me. When it was in as far as it would go, he pulled out just as slowly. I was so wet it slid out easily.
    “Yes,” I moaned, feeling my breasts.
    The sight of me playing with my nipples must have turned him on, because he increased the tempo of his thrusts. As he pushed in and out of me over and over again, pleasure shot through my body, centering on my clitoris. He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, sticking his tongue into my mouth. I moved my fingers to my clit and rubbed it while he fucked me fast and furiously.
    I came a few moments later, the friction building up was too much. My tiny pussy clenched around that massive cock, but it didn’t stop him from penetrating me over and over again. When my body finally stopped shaking, he pushed deep into me one last time and let out a guttural groan. His cock throbbed as he shot his hot, sweet load inside me.
    He looked into my eyes. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. After so many years of wanting him, I finally had what I wanted – his huge cock inside me. I had never imagined it would be so big and thick, but it was just how I liked my dicks. When he slowly pulled it out, I frowned slightly. I never wanted it to leave my pussy. Not ever.
    After he gave me a peck on the lips, he stood up and stretched out his hand. I let him help me to my feet. We made our way to the bathroom. The walk-in shower had more than enough room for both of us. As the water rained down on our bodies, we kissed again. His dick was limp, but it came to life as I stroked it. He took me from behind as I pressed my hands against the marble wall.
    We both had another orgasm. The sensation of that huge cock squirting inside me was too much. Exhausted and wet but more than content, we dried each other off and put on robes. I forgot all about wanting to leave. After making me dinner, he took me back to the main house and showed me his master bedroom. It was fit for a king.
    He fucked me like a queen for the third time that night, once again spilling his seed deep inside me. As we laid next to each other on his bed, I ran my fingers over his abs. It was like they were etched from stone. I would have been happy to leave that night or in the morning and never see my stepbrother again, but he wanted me to stay.
    “I love you, Tiffy,” he said softly.
    “I love you too,” I admitted finally.
     
     
    XXX
     
    The next morning, we woke up together. I was creeping toward his master bath when he called out.
    “You leaving?”
    “Yeah,” I said, turning. “Last night was great, but…”
    “But what?”
    “I don’t want you to lose all your money. We’re just not meant to be together.”
    “That’s the thing, Tiffy. I’ve worked it out with some attorneys. We can be together without me losing the money.”
    I stared at him as he sat up in bed. Mmm. That body, I thought then shook my head slightly. Making a decision based on my sexual urges wasn’t a very wise idea.
    “So now you want to be with me, huh?”
    He stood up and crossed the room. When he reached me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. That large, proud cock hung limp between his legs, but I felt it press against my bare flesh. We made eye contact, both of us falling silent for a moment. I stared deep into his eyes, trying to make sense of all the emotions and hormones rushing through my body.
    “I want you to have my baby,” he whispered into my ear. “We can spend the rest of our lives together finally.”
    It would have been nicer if he disregarded the money and chose me instead, but I was a practical woman. The idea of financial freedom was appealing. And that cock. I couldn’t keep it out of my thoughts. Without saying a word, I reached down and grasped it in my hand. My fingers barely fit all the way around it. As I stroked, it got harder.
    He kissed me passionately on the lips as his strong hands moved over my body. When he was