Pinned Down: A Triple Threat Sports Romance (18 page)

Kendra

I didn’t see Lucky’s car when I pulled into the driveway. Nothing looked any different about the house. It sat empty, staring out at the night without anyone home and with no staff to maintain it in our absence. In the dying twilight, it looked like something out of a horror movie, a haunted house waiting for some unsuspecting person to accidentally stumble upon it and investigate in naïve curiosity.

“Where
is
he?” I hissed at my windshield as I pulled up to the house.

Headlights turned down the driveway behind me. I sighed and climbed out of the car, relieved that I wasn’t going to be home alone. I had to give him my news anyway. He was going to be thrilled to know that I had started patching things up with my parents and that I was going to accept their donation to Older Brothers.

I also wanted to know where the hell he’d been all afternoon. I wondered if he’d been with Raven, honestly. I had considered it a couple of times, but I kept telling myself he wasn’t that damn stupid. Then again, he’d been with her before, I reminded myself.

I walked up to the door and waited for him. The car crept up the driveway slowly, and it parked behind mine. I hadn’t seen it before. It was a shiny black sports car. I didn’t really know cars, but it was a two-door, and it had a sleek design, like some sort of roadster.

The lights died, and the door opened. Lucky didn’t get out of it.

Tommy did.

“Tommy!” I cried out in shock.

“I’ve been trying to get ahold of you all afternoon,” he said. “Where have you been?”

“I had dinner with my family,” I told him, just blurting out information in shock. I fumbled with my keys as he started walking up the steps to the door.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” he asked as he approached me.

“It’s not my house,” I told him as I turned the key and unlocked the door. I realized immediately that I’d just given him access to the house as well.

“I didn’t think this would belong to the director of a failing charity,” he said as he put a hand on my back and pushed me inside.

My body clenched up. I knew I was in trouble, and there was no way I could call for help. I was in big trouble.

“How nice of you to invite me in like this, though.” He nodded as he looked around the house. “You should be a good hostess and give me a tour,” he whispered in my ear in a sinister tone.

“I know what you want,” I said.

“I bet you do, but I’m not going to take it right here in the entryway. Take me up to your room. Let me lay you down.” He enjoyed every word that came out of his mouth. He grinned at me as he spoke.

I closed my eyes and quietly asked Lucky to hurry home. I didn’t know how long I was going to be able to stall.

“I don’t have the contract,” I told Tommy.

“You don’t need it,” he said. “I won’t be making a donation to your charity. I’m just going to be donating my cock to you tonight.”

His thick fingers gripped the back of my neck and squeezed. Tommy was a big man. He was tall, and he was solid muscle. When he gripped me, I knew there was little I could do to escape him.

“Take me to your room,” he ordered.

“Okay,” I said meekly as I started to walk towards the stairs.

“I’m sorry?” He jerked me back by my neck. My body tensed. This was different from before. Before, he’d been happy to just bend me over my desk and tease me. Now he was getting more demanding. I didn’t know what he wanted me to say, but I had a pretty good idea he wanted me to show him I knew who was in control of the situation.

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry. I’ll show you to my room,” I said, correcting myself, hoping I’d picked the right words.

“That’s better. Now, is it upstairs?” he asked behind me. His voice boomed throughout the house even as he said something as simple as the question he was asking.

“Yes, sir,” I forced myself to say. I didn’t want to play around with his little game.

“Then what are we waiting for down here?” He started pushing me up the staircase ahead of him.

Once we were upstairs, he pulled me close to him, and I could feel Tommy’s hard body and hard shaft against the back of my evening gown. His erection was barely contained by his thin slacks. He wanted me enough for the both of us. He grabbed my waist with one hand and pressed himself against the crack of my ass. I closed my eyes and took a slow breath. I knew that he was going to be putting that thing inside of me sooner rather than later.

“You want it, don’t you?” he asked.

I didn’t.

“I asked you a question,” he said with his lips brushing the skin on my shoulder.

I didn’t know how to answer. No matter what I said, it was going to make him want me even more.

“I do,” I said, opting for the answer that would lead to less trouble for me. I knew if I told him no, it was going to make what he did to me that much worse.

“Take me to your room, Kendra. I can’t wait to be inside you any longer.” He didn’t sound human anymore. He hissed like a snake while he spoke.

I started to walk towards mine and Lucky’s room. At least if no one showed up to stop him, letting him take me on the bed would have given me the option of trying to pretend it was Lucky instead. I knew it was a shot in the dark, but it was better than nothing at all. It seemed like there was no hope of stopping what was going to happen, so I figured I’d find the easiest way to let it happen.

As we reached the door to the bedroom, I heard the door downstairs.

“Hey, baby,” Lucky called. “Whose car is that out there with yours?”

Tommy wrapped a firm hand around my mouth and pulled me away from the bedroom door. He dragged me down the hallway to another door and opened it. We stumbled into one of the guestrooms, where he pushed me over to the bed.

“I’m going to have to do this fast,” he whispered in my ear as he kept one hand on my mouth and worked to undo his pants with the other.

I didn’t resist. I knew Lucky was home, and I knew it was only a matter of time before my silence became concerning. I reached back and pulled up my skirt even, offering to help him.

“Oh, that’s good,” he said. He pulled his hand away from my mouth and pushed me forward, bending me over the side of the bed.

I could feel him pressing against my panties. I couldn’t believe I had actually been considering letting this monster fuck me. His angry, hateful erection pressed against the fabric between us, trying to force itself inside me.

I only had one chance while he was distracted by my body. I had to make it count.

“Lucky!” I screamed. “Help, I’m in the guestroom!”

“You bitch,” Tommy growled. He grabbed me by my hair, twisting it around his hand. He pushed me all the way down on the bed and grabbed my panties with his other hand.

“No, no, no,” I protested, pushing against him with my thin fingers. It wasn’t going to take him any effort to get inside me with nothing between us.

I closed my eyes and cried for Lucky again, and I heard his footsteps coming up the hallway. Tommy let go and backed away just as the door opened.

“You motherfucker,” Lucky barked as he saw Tommy.

“She wanted it,” Tommy said.

“Yeah, that’s why she cried out for me.”

I couldn’t see behind me but I heard them scuffling. I heard Tommy trying to talk Lucky down, but Lucky wasn’t hearing it.

I quickly made sure my panties were back in place and pulled my gown back down. I stood up and turned around just in time to see Lucky’s fist connect with Tommy’s face.

Tommy’s hands dropped to his sides, and he gazed up at Lucky with a dumb look in his unfocused eyes. Lucky had knocked him senseless. He pulled him out of the room and tossed him onto the floor in the hallway. I could hear Tommy groaning as he hit the floor, letting us know he was still there even if he had checked out momentarily.

“Are you okay?” Lucky asked as he turned to me. He took my face in his hands and kissed me as I nodded. Our lips pressed together in care and desire, and I didn’t want to let him go.

He pulled back slowly and looked over his shoulder to make sure Tommy was still out. I put a hand on his cheek to try to keep him there.

“Call the cops,” he said as he left me to take care of the man lying in a heap in the hallway.

I watched as he grabbed Tommy and had to drag him down the stairs. I grabbed my phone and called the police, as much to tell them I had been assaulted as to keep Lucky from doing more damage than was really necessary.

It was only a matter of minutes before the authorities showed up. I walked downstairs when I saw the lights flickering in the window. Lucky had Tommy sprawled out in the middle of his driveway. Tommy’s face and Lucky’s hands were bloody.

“Cade Hendrix,” one of the officers said as he got out of the car, shaking his head and laughing.

“Yeah, I know. I can’t help it, guys. As soon as one controversy is over, I have to get involved in another.”

The laughter was friendly. He offered to shake the officer’s hand, but the officer declined on account of the blood covering it. He radioed an ambulance for Tommy. Then he took a statement from Lucky about what had happened.

The first cop’s partner approached me, a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes who filled her uniform nicely with her curvy figure. I didn’t really want to talk to the police. I certainly didn’t want to get involved in giving any statements because it had been my experience that statements led to going down to the station.

“Miss Kendra Boles?” the officer asked as she approached me.

“Yes, that’s me.” I stood at the top of the steps to the door with my arms crossed.

“What exactly happened here tonight?” she asked.

I told her about Tommy following me home and approaching me as I unlocked the door. I told her about how he had led me upstairs by my neck and about how Lucky had come in just in time to stop him.

She asked if I wanted to go down to the station to file an official statement, and I declined, telling her I wanted to go inside and forget it had even happened. I’d had a long day at work, and I just wanted to put it all behind me.

She handed me her card and reminded me that if I needed anything or wanted to talk about what had happened to let her know. Then she walked back down and joined her partner at the car.

I walked down behind her and stood next to Lucky while we waited on the ambulance to arrive for Tommy.

“Can we get his car towed, too?” Lucky asked, patting the hood of the expensive sports car.

“Definitely,” the officer said before radioing the request in.

Standing there in the headlights of the cop car with red and blue lights flashing all around as the ambulance drove up, I pressed myself into Lucky’s side. I felt safer with his arms around me than I had in a long time. I didn’t want to go back inside alone. I was going to stand by his side—my protector and partner—until we were able to go inside together.

Lucky

After the police, the paramedics, and the tow truck left, I walked back inside with an arm across Kendra’s shoulder. She didn’t seem too panicked by the whole situation, but I was still furious. It was all I could do to minimize how much my arms and hands were shaking. I wanted something to hit, something to punish.

“Are you okay?” I asked her again as we walked inside.

“Yeah, I’m fine, but you should probably get cleaned up,” she said, looking at my bloody hands with her sweet hazel eyes.

“I guess so.” I laughed as I looked at that creep’s blood all over me. It had felt so good to punch his cowardly face in. I only regretted there wasn’t more of him to punish for what he was trying to do to her.

Then again, he had threatened her before, and talking to him again about letting him fuck her for a donation wasn’t the best idea. He had proven that the hard way, unfortunately. I was glad I had pulled up when I did. If I had been just a moment later, things would have been bad. Well, worse; it was already pretty bad when I walked in.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” I told her as I walked into the bathroom and started the shower. I stripped off my clothes and walked back into the bedroom in just my boxers.

“I am, too,” she said, walking up to me and putting her hands on my chest. She was so small against me. Her touch made me feel powerful and protective.

“You must have decided not to go along with his offer,” I said with my head down, pressed against her forehead.

“I did,” she said, pressing her thin frame against me.

“So I take it things went well with your family.” I grinned as I talked.

“They did. I’m getting three million from my father to save the charity, and he’s going to help me with my personal finances as well.” She looked up into my eyes with a smile across those delicious lips.

I kissed her before either of us could say anything else. Our lips parted, and our tongues met, and it felt like we hadn’t kissed in ages, like the first drink of water after being in the desert. My bloody hands unzipped her dress and slid it down off of her shoulders to the floor. She pulled my boxers down and shrugged off her bra. She stepped out of her panties and pressed her naked body against mine.

I was surprised by how responsive our bodies were after all the fighting, and especially after she’d been attacked.

I pushed her back by her shoulders. “Are you sure?”

She grabbed my hardening, thickening shaft and started stroking me. “What do you think?”

I smiled. “I’ve got some good news, too,” I told her.

“Tell me as you get in the shower,” she said, pushing me into the bathroom.

“But I thought…” I started.

“Oh, we are, but you’re going to wash that shit off your hands first and tell me what your good news is,” she said.

“Yes, ma’am.” I put my hands into the shower water and let it rinse the blood off while I soaped my hands up and a scrubbed them quickly.

“No, all the way in,” she said, pushing me. She climbed in behind me and started running her hands all over my body as the water ran over us both.

“The charges are being dropped,” I told her.

She stopped and looked up at me with shock in her eyes, as if she couldn’t believe what I had just told her.

“They’re making the announcement tomorrow. It’s over. Once it’s announced that the charges have been dropped, I’m back on the field. I’ll be playing as early as this weekend,” I continued.

“That’s great,” she said.

“That means I can also start helping you at Older Brothers as well,” I added.

“Definitely.” She pushed me against the wall and pressed her body against mine again under the water.

She ran her hands down my chest and gripped my shaft, giving me a couple of good, firm strokes.

“First, I want you for myself,” she said.

With one hand planted firmly on my chest, she slid her lips down my wet skin, kissing me as she went. I watched as she slid down into the cascading water, letting it run through her hair as she continued kissing down over my stomach.

Her mouth opened around my wet cock and she took me between her lips. Her fingers wrapped around the base of my shaft and squeezed, hardening me even more, as her lips moved down from my head to join her fingers. I could feel the back of her throat opening up to take me in. I put my hands down in her hair and guided her up and down on my shaft as she sucked me harder and harder.

I tilted my head back and panted in the heat of the shower, the steam rising around us from the hot water. I closed my eyes and kept my hands on the back of her head as she worked me with her lips and her tongue.

“God, yes,” I panted.

I could feel myself growing closer as she worked. Her mouth felt so good. She ran her tongue down the ridge on the underside of my shaft. I pressed my hips against her, holding her face all the way down on me. She moved her fingers and pressed her lips against the skin around the base of my shaft. I was all the way into her throat. If she didn’t stop, I was going to finish in her mouth. I didn’t want to do that. I wanted to be inside her. I wanted her against the wall while I ran the length of myself into her. I let up on her head and she pulled back slowly, sucking me as she did. She was pulling my orgasm up into my shaft, getting me even closer.

I relaxed as she released me from her mouth, letting myself calm down and move a little further away from orgasm as I pulled her face up to mine. I kissed her under the water and turned her against the wall.

She planted her arms against the tile, pushing herself back so that her breasts didn’t touch, leaving room for me to grip them as I positioned myself behind her.

“Fuck me, Lucky,” she panted, pushing her ass against me.

I gripped myself and guided my head between her lips. I pushed myself into her warmth, feeling her juices surround me as I slid into her inch by inch. She moaned and pushed against me harder as I slid all the way into her.

“No,” I said her in her ear.

“No what?” she asked breathlessly, writhing against me.

“No, I’m not going to fuck you.” It was the same thing I remembered saying to her the first time, but I wasn’t worried about finishing it this time.

“What are you doing now, then?” she asked.

“I’m making love to you,” I told her.

She tilted her head back and cried out as she pushed her ass down on me. I gripped her tits, squeezing her nipples between my fingers, and slammed myself deep into her.

“Keep loving me like that,” she said. Her body shook beneath me as I rocked myself back and forth, in and out of her. Her muscles tightened with each stroke. I could feel her getting closer to ecstasy as we kept going. I felt it in the way her body tensed up against me. I could hear it in her trembling breath.

Her ass was so soft against me as I pushed in between her tight wet lips. I could feel her arms giving out as we moved closer to the wall each time I thrust into her. I moved my hands and held onto the wall as she finally stopped pushing back and allowed herself to be pressed against the hard, cool tile.

She grabbed my arms and bit her lower lip. She pressed her ass against me even harder as her body began to shake underneath my weight.

“I’m coming,” she said abruptly. “Oh my god, I’m coming for you, Lucky.”

Her muscles worked frantically around the base of my shaft, gripping and releasing. As I pulled back from her, I could feel her sucking on me with her lower lips. I rammed into her harder, listening to her whimper. Her grip on my arms tightened.

I pulled back, feeling the tug of her tight hole as I did. I shoved into her again, harder this time, as deep as I could go. She cried out as her body shook. I pushed against her, holding myself all the way in. I could feel my erection growing harder, stretching the skin taut along my shaft.

My orgasm welled up inside me, and I pulled back slowly, very slowly, prolonging the growing sensation, before pushing myself into her again. I pressed myself against her back, watching as her shoulders sank beneath mine.

She was mine, all mine. My chest tightened as I held my breath. I felt like my entire being was about to erupt inside her.

And then I did.

My breath came back, and I started panting as I emptied myself inside Kendra. I started rocking my hips back and forth forcefully, making sure she got every last drop of me inside her. She was mine, and I wanted to claim her as mine.

“I love you,” I said. “God, I love you.”

“I love you, too,” she moaned. She changed her grip on my arm so that her fingers were wrapping around them instead of digging into my flesh.

I continued to thrust inside of her as my body came down from my ecstasy.

She pulled her hips from me and turned around, throwing her arms around my neck.

“I never thought you’d say it,” she said as she pulled me to her for a kiss.

I put my hands on her back and pulled her from the wall as we kissed underneath the running water. It hadn’t even cooled off yet.

We showered after we finished. I gently scrubbed her body with her soap that smelled like a garden. I scrubbed every inch of her delicious body. My hands followed all of her curves, her feminine lines. I could feel desire trying to stir between my legs again, but I wasn’t quite ready to go again, not yet.

As I watched the water rinse the suds off her body, she started washing me. Her gentle hands covered my entire body, running over my chest, down my stomach, along my hardening shaft, and across my legs.

We stayed in the shower after we were finished bathing, silently sharing the hot water pouring over our bodies. Eventually, we cut the water and grabbed our towels.

“If that’s making love, I want you to make love to me every night,” Kendra told me as she toweled off next to me.

“That won’t be a problem,” I told her.

“Okay, but no more other women. The next time someone shows up from your past, I’m going to have her arrested for trespassing. You’re mine now, Lucky,” she said with a devilish grin on her face.

“Completely,” I agreed.

I watched her walk past me into the bedroom. She stood at the foot of the bed and dropped the towel she’d wrapped around her waist, exposing herself to me again. She was perfect. Her hairless folds beckoned me. Freshly cleaned, they wanted me to make them dirty again.

I felt myself thickening and hardening for her again. She was getting to the point where I couldn’t resist her. That was exactly where I wanted her to be.

I left my towel on the floor in the bathroom as I pursued her again.