Free Romance: New Adult: One Game at a Time - A College Football Romance (Bad Boy Romance) (Sports Contemporary Short Stories) by Kelly Clark Page A

her lips slid off of his penis. He pulled her up by the hair, pressed his lips to hers again.
    “Bedroom” he breathed as the kiss ended. Rebecca nodded and turned. As they walked, they disrobed, a trail of discarded clothes leading the way from the front door to her bedroom. She stood naked at the end of her bed, turning to see the man she had once loved. He was nude too, hard and strong . He pushed her back onto the bed, and then lowered his head between her legs.
    His tongue on her wet slit was ecstasy. She took a hold of her sheets, her body writhing as he flicked the tip of his tongue over her engorged clit. He slid a finger into her as he licked, and then two, sliding them in and out of her. She was coming in no time, an intense wave of pleasure exploding from her groin, her juices flowing freely and coating the bottom half of Hull’s face.
    When she was done, sweaty and spent and lying back upon her bed, he positioned himself over her, his pelvis between her legs. He reached down, using one hand to guide himself into her hot, wet, snatch.
    Rebecca groaned as he pushed fully into her. He was big, the biggest man she had ever been with, his cock rock hard and pulsing inside her tight pussy. Hull rocked back and forth, sliding into her until his pelvis met hers, and then he would pull out, until nothing but the tip of his cock was inside her.
    His pace was swift, his humping furious, and Rebecca knew he wouldn't last long, but still, somehow, she beat him, having another orgasm. It was just like their relationship, all those years ago, he was the only man who could ever get her off more than once, usually within a span of minutes.
    She dragged her nails down his back as she came, her his shuddering against his bucking ones. She cried out, not a name, not to Jesus, but just a cry, a long moan as the orgasm shook her to her core.
    Then it was Hull’s turn. The man thrust deep inside her and stayed there, throwing his head back as he came, one hand holding him up over the young woman, the other groping at one of her breasts, the nipples hard between his thumb and forefinger.
    His cock jumped inside her, once, twice, a third time, each time spraying a long line of sticky cum deep inside her pussy. With a groan, he pulled out of her when he was finished , and rolled onto his back on the bed next to her.
    “Wow,” he said.
    “Yeah,” Rebecca said.
    “Oh crap, I should have used a condom,” Hull said.
    “I’m on the pill.”
    Hull leaned up onto one arm and looked to her. “You have a boyfriend?”
    “Not anymore,” she said.
    “Perfect,” Hull said with a grin.
    She looked to him, propping herself up on her own elbow, the mirror image of him. “Why is that perfect?”
    “We can get started again, and I don’t have to kick anyone’s ass.”
    Rebecca sighed and shook her head. “I don’t think so.”
    “What? We just fucked.”
    “Yeah, and that’s that. We fucked. It doesn’t mean anything.”
    “I see,” Hull said, and he climbed out of her bed and went down the hall to the front door, pulling on his clothes as he did so. He didn’t say anything, and neither did Rebecca. When he got to the front door, he opened it and stepped out. She didn’t try to stop him. The door slammed shut, and a minute later his bike roared to life . She listened to it as the sound faded, and then he was gone . Rebecca didn’t know why exactly, but she started to cry.

3
     
    Days passed since Rebecca and Hull had sex, and Rebecca’s mood didn’t improve. She didn’t know why she was so against dating the man again. She had loved him once, and she was sure she still loved him. But… she had hurt him … and she was scared. She didn’t know why, she didn’t know of what, she just knew she was scared. She had been scared by how easy Hull had taken to the idea of being a father. It had sent her running, which in turn, had sent him running. Apparently she was still scared.
    Besides Weasel, the only other friend she