Only You

by Bishop, K. M.

  “What happened?” I asked.

  “That idiot McIntyre rolled over my leg—right over top of it. He did that crap on purpose. I’m sure of it.”

  “Pipe down!” Coach Murphy said. “He is complaining of knee pain. He can’t put any weight on it.”

  “Ok,” I said. “I’ll take a look.”

  Murphy and another young assistant who must have been a volunteer because I didn’t recognize him, sauntered off back to practice.

  It was just me and Barnett now.

  I pushed his pants leg up all the way gingerly. He was apprehensive about me touching it.

  “Ok, can you straighten and bend your leg?” I asked.

  “Yeah, but it hurts like hell.”

  He showed me with gritted teeth and some obvious discomfort.

  “OK,” I said. “This might hurt, but I need to test a few things.” I pushed down on his knee and felt a little bit of fluid happening and there was some discoloration. “I don’t see anything that would suggest a break, or even a tear. I’d say you just sprained it.”

  “Great,” Josh said. “What do I do?”

  “Well, it looks fairly minor, so I’d say within a week, you can probably come back and be fine. But you have to work hard to recover. You need to ice your knee for fifteen minutes on and then fifteen minutes on during your waking hours. Then you need to make sure you elevate the knee. After twenty-four hours from now you will want to start to do small and slow knee extensions. Just until the leg is straight. This will be painful, but will aid recovery so much faster. And you can use over the counter ibuprofen to help pain and reduce the swelling.”

  “Dammit,” Josh said. “I hate missing practices.”

  “I know, but it is part of the gig. If you play sports, eventually you are going to get injured. It happens to everyone.”

  Josh smiled at me and his eyes took on a strange glossy quality as he began to stare at me. I realized that my coat had opened slightly and I was wearing a tank top beneath it since it had been so warm that day. Josh was giving my cleavage a hard stare down and he was enjoying it.

  “That’s all,” I said. “Do you have someone to call to help you home? Or are you going to wait until they are done with practice and catch a ride with one of them?”

  “Oh, why can’t you give me a ride?” Josh asked.

  “Well, I have things to do here and that isn’t really what I do. Sorry.”

  “Oh, it should definitely be part of your job description.”

  I tried to keep my cool, but he was starting to annoy me. “It’s not.”

  Suddenly, Josh was standing up. He was wincing slightly, but his injury wasn’t as bad as he pretended it was a moment ago. He might not even have an actual sprain.

  “That’s not at all what I want to hear,” Josh said. His face was changing into a grimace. He appeared to be threatening. I started to walk away and he quickly pushed me against the wall. “Damn, you smell good.”

  “What the hell are you doing?” I asked loudly. My voice was strong. I was scared, but I was more pissed off. This jerk was not going to intimidate me.

  The bastard.

  “Oh, I’m going to get me a bit of those doctor’s orders. You are way too hot, baby.”

  I slapped him hard across the face.

  Josh stood there. I saw the fury in his eyes. But I also saw some fear. The slap had brought him back to reality and made him rethink he line he was about to cross and the possible repercussions to him. The jerk would fry if he kept going. And his life would be over. I would see he spent his best years behind bars.

  “You fucking bitch!” Josh roared.

  I stood my ground and glared into his rage filled eyes. I stood there with a wide stance. I was ready to hit him again if he came for me. I knew there was no way I could overpower him, but I would fight the hell out of him and scream like no tomorrow. Someone would hear and this would not end well for Josh.

  He smirked at me and sauntered out of the locker room on his hurt knee, limping the entire time.

  When he was gone I felt myself breaking down as the rage started to subside. Now it was just fear and hurt. Would this be the first time or the last time this sort of thing happened to me in this career?

  I walked back to my office and laid my head down for a few minutes. After that I was fine.

  * * *

  “I’m going to fucking kill him!”

  Jacob was raging now. His voice was louder than I’d ever heard it and this was the first time I’d ever seen his easy-going manner turn angry.

  I wasn’t sure whether or not to tell him about the incident, but I knew I had to. I was thinking about reporting him, but it was really my word against his and I was afraid that this would make me seem weak in the eyes of Josh and anyone else who had any weird ideas about me. But at the same time, it would show strength that I would stand up to anyone. Yet, at the same time, I stopped Josh before he did anything that illegal. He did put his hands on me in a threatening manner, but I didn’t like to fight my battles that way. I’ve always had too much pride for my own good.

  Hell, I was even nervous having this conversation in my office. Even though everyone had left. Jacob had lingered behind and surprised me. It was scary, but oh so hot. He couldn’t wait until I got home.

  “You have to calm down,” I said.

  “Calm down? That prick almost rapes you and you are telling me to calm down.”

  “He didn’t almost---I… hell, I don’t know what he would have done. And neither do you. I’m not sure why I even told you. But I don’t like to keep secrets and I thought you should know the type of jerk that you are playing with.”

  “So, you’re going to turn him in, right?”

  “To who? The coach? The schoolboard? He is a star player and they aren’t going to bother doing anything about something that might have happened. There just isn’t enough there unless I lie and make up some things, which you know I will never do. So, that is all there is. Unless, he did actually attack me to that level and I have strong proof of it, there is not much else I can do. So just drop it for now.”

  “Nah, I’ll catch him outside of campus somewhere and I’ll beat his ass. He has to learn that his actions have consequences.”

  “If you do that he is going to know. He will put two and two together. I mean, why else would I tell you and no one else? You will be doing nothing except getting us both into trouble. We don’t need that.”

  Jacob growled in anger and curled his fingers into a tight fist before beating it against the palm of his other hand. It touched me that he was so angry, that he wanted to protect me. That he held me so high and obviously cared about me so deeply was comforting, but I could also tell that he was also starting to see how strong I really am.

  “Ok,” Jacob said. “But this makes me so angry. I don’t know how I can just let it lie. I have to play ball with this guy. How am I going to deal knowing that he assaulted my girlfriend? I… I can’t.”

  I leaned against him and kissed him softly to quiet him down. He had to stay calm. “I know it’s hard. But if you don’t get it under control, then you will risk losing everything for us. It’s over. I stood up for myself. I put him in his place. I’m fine. He will think twice before he ever tries something like that again with me or with anyone else. After the season is over, then you can beat his brains in. But right now, you have to be strong.”

  “Ok,” Jacob said. He kissed me back softly and pulled me close. “I go a bit nuts when it comes to you. I love you.”

  He’d said it. Those three words echoed in my ears. My heart began to melt and tears started down my cheeks. I couldn’t believe it. This had actually occurred. The man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with just confirmed that he loved me.

  “I love you, too,” I said. “God, I love you so much.”

  And I did. I’d known it from the first moment we’d met each other. I wasn’t sure how that worked, but I had finally come to the conclusion that it was something th
at you just could not force and you couldn’t really expect it to happen. It came on its own timeline and when you were least suspecting that anything like that would be in the cards for you. But there it was.

  And I’d never been happier. Since the day I met Jacob my whole outlook on life had changed. I’ve always been pretty optimistic about things, even things I was afraid to try and experience, but now with Jacob by my side there was nothing I was going to let scare me. There was nothing at all I could not accomplish. I had the greatest support I could ever ask for. My man was there with me. The man I’d dreamt of marrying for so long was finally in my life. I had a name and a face to put with that image.

  But marriage…? That was something I was still too afraid to bring up. It would get there. I was sure of it. I just had to be patient. Right now, it was important for us to just take things as they came.

  I wanted to introduce Jacob to my parents. But it would be a while for that as well. I was sure they would love him as I did, and I was sure my friends would be instantly obsessed over him (especially Tammy-she was such a horndog), but all of that would have to wait until the season was over. After that, it no longer mattered if Jacob and I were seen as an item by anybody. That conflict of interest which so many had deemed as unprofessional would be gone. That was ok. I would gladly wait until the day when I could publicly declare my love for this man. And he would declare his love for me.

  And the world would stare at us in awe. At least that was the way it happened in my fantasies.

  So far all of my fantasies had been coming true. I would keep hoping until they all came true. And with Jacob, I knew that anything was possible for us.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Jacob

  I was livid with rage.

  I couldn’t remember ever having a time when I had been so filled with anger to the point that I could not see straight and all rational thought went out the window. That bastard Barnett had put his hands on Maria! What the hell was he thinking? He was a dead man. He just didn’t know it yet. And though I was probably just going to beat him to a bloody pulp, the thought of murdering the man was mildly amusing to think about for a second. But no, that was too easy.

  A good old-fashioned ass whipping would be far more deserving of that rat piece of shit. I had pounded my fist into my hand until it really started to hurt, but I was still filled with rage. It was like someone else had control of my entire body and mind right then. All I could see was red. All I could feel was hate.

  Luckily, Maria was the voice of reason and she was very effective at talking me down. I tried to calm down and listen to what she said to me. She was right of course. If I let myself fly off the handle and beat Barnett to a bloody pulp then it would of course come out about Maria and I. Why else would she have come to me with this? Especially, since she wasn’t going to tell anyone else, which I had a hard time dealing with, but the more she explained things, the better understanding I had of where she was coming from and I realized that she was right about that, too.

  I ran my hands through my hair and tried to concentrate on what was right here. I had Maria with me and she was ok. In fact, she was more than ok. She’d handled the situation beautifully. I loved the fact that she had slapped that bastard clean across the face. That would show him not to put his hands on a woman like that. The piece of garbage.

  I couldn’t wait until later to see Maria. I hung around unassumingly and then when I was sure that everyone else was gone, I had surprised her by sneaking into her office. She was furious for a second, but then very glad to see me. No one else was in the locker room right then, most everyone had even finished their workouts earlier in the day, so we had the place to ourselves.

  Still, there was a chance that someone could come in later, at any time really, and they could mess up everything. They could catch us. We’d be exposed for anyone to see. But that was what made it so damn hot.

  “Alright,” I said. “You’re right. I’ll do my best to keep it quiet and pretend that everything is normal. That’s all I can promise.”

  “You will have to do better than that,” she said with a stern tone.

  “Oh, I love it when you get mean with me,” I teased. “Are you a little cross with me? Have I touched a nerve?”

  She smiled. “You are too much. You know that I’m right and if you want this to stay hidden then you had better mind yourself. Now, take off and I’ll see you at my place later.”

  “Why don’t I just take you right here?” I asked.

  “Are you crazy? We can’t do that. Someone could come in at any moment. Hell, they could hear us. Somehow they would know.”

  “You are too uptight about this,” I said. “Besides we will be fine. No one has to know.”

  I kissed her then before she could protest farther. She surrendered to the kiss almost instantly. Her body crumpled against mine and she leaned into me. Her softness felt so good against my hard body.

  I held her tightly, my hands gripping the small of her back, my fingers interlocking as I held her and moved back and forth almost as if we were dancing to no music. I felt the passion welling up inside of me about to erupt and blow several gaskets in my head. I felt crazed with lust.

  This was going to be intense. I could tell that already. I couldn’t stand waiting another moment to get inside of her. Every cell in my body was screaming out for it. I had to obey my masters.

  I pulled up Maria’s skirt and grabbed at the panties underneath. With one quick jerk, I ripped them off her body and threw them to the floor. She laughed in surprise.

  I leaned in and kissed her hard on the mouth as my fingers moved up between her legs and penetrated her. She was already wet as could be. My fingers slid right inside of her. Damn that was good. So priceless. I was so hard.

  I quickly unzipped my pants and dropped them to my knees. I was not wearing underwear so fleshy prong popped out in front of me. I carefully spun Maria around and bent her over the desk where I hiked up her skirt and entered her.

  “AAAGGH!” Maria moaned. “Yes!”

  I closed my eyes and stifled a groan as I pushed harder into her, entering her all the way to my base, my ball sack sliding up against her smooth cheeks.

  I let my face fall to the back of her neck where I kissed her hard, sliding my tongue up and down until I reached the top. Then my mouth opened slightly and I proceeded to nibble on her a little bit. She jumped slightly as my teeth scraped across her skin and I let my warm breath brush against her body.

  “That’s it, right there…” she hissed through her clenched teeth as she bent herself backwards a bit to push into the movement, creating just a little bit of sweet resistance.

  I pressed into her with my steel like rod and penetrated her sweet, wet, flesh as she moaned in exquisite pleasure that sounded as if it might never end. I was working myself up even more now, pounding her tightly as I held onto her soft, warm body. I loved this woman so much. This was not just some animalistic sex; it was an expression of deep love.

  I kept my eye on the door. The idea that someone could come in there or even might walk past and hear the loud moans being elicited from the beautiful mouth and throat of my sweet angel, was intoxicating on another level. I’d never had sex in a public or even a semi-public place before. I almost wanted us to get caught with our pants down. What would we say? What would we do? How would we have explained this at all? We couldn’t have. That was what made it so hot. We were breaking the rules in a blatant manner.

  I placed my hands on the back of Maria’s neck for support as I started to hump her harder and harder. Oh, she was so wet. She was so silky smooth. Her body just fit with mine perfectly. I could feel the pleasure growing more and more intense with every single thrust. I was going to burst out of my skin at any moment. It was about to happen. The feeling was growing inside of my prostate as it clenched tightly inside and pumped the works to my sack, gearing up the perfect load to fill her up with.

  She hung her head down just then, her body
relaxed and ready for me to come hard inside of it. This was what she wanted so badly that at this point she was just giving her body to me and letting me have my way. She wanted me to have that level of intense pleasure, the pleasure that we shared with each other.

  “I’m going to come!” Maria bellowed suddenly.

  Then it happened. Her orgasm hit with an almost violent intensity that I found a bit disturbing. But it was also fascinating. I watched her body begin to writhe and buck back against me. She was flopping up on the desk now as if trying to climb up on it, an involuntarily reaction to the perpetual bliss that was being thrust upon her.

  And when my own climax hit, I did my best to keep from screaming at the top of my lungs in total pleasure. My knees were buckling, my back was aching, and I felt like something huge had just exited my body draining the life from me. Yet, at the same time I felt utterly complete.

  We finished and as we did so and waited for our bodies to relax and calm down, I kissed Maria on the forehead, tasting a bit of her succulent sweat on my lips. Then I kissed her cheek, her chin, and her lips finally, all the while holding her close to me. I never wanted to let her go. I just wished we could be totally together this way forever. I knew we would be together forever—no question about it. I felt that in my bones. But to know that we could not express our love freely out in the world, that was so hard to wrap my head around. But I thought I’d done a decent job of this in recent days. I was doing my best. Tonight, had been a fluke, a momentary lapse of weakness. This had been fun, exhilarating to the extreme, but we could not make this sort of danger a regular thing. Eventually our luck would run out. It was best not to tempt fate at this stage.

  “Wow, that was something else,” Maria said with a smile as she began to put herself back together and climbed away from the desk. Wow, she looked fantastic. After we made love, she always had this beautiful glow to her. I was encompassed by her beauty at this time. I just could not stop staring at her.