Her Home Run Desires

by Payne, Jenna

  “I’m confused,” Rebecca said as she grabbed a stray chair on her way over to his side.

  “About what?”

  “Well it looks like there’s a party happening downstairs but you’re up here looking like you’re ready for bed.”

  Asher let out a laugh as he watched her place the chair down beside him, and sat on it.

  “Yeah my buddy needed the space to celebrate something. I don’t remember all the details. But anyway I’m letting him use my house for the night.”

  Rebecca supposed she understood that, as odd as it sounded. In any case the room they were in was huge and in fact she couldn’t hear the commotion or music from downstairs.

  She shrugged and left the topic alone as she placed the medical bag on her lap to search for the neck brace she promised to deliver.

  “I don’t think I need that right now,” Asher said as his eyes intently watched her rummage through her bag.

  “Why’s that?”

  Rebecca was genuinely interested to hear whatever excuse he had to give her.

  “I can’t party in a neck brace,” he said frankly as he took the device from her hand and examined it.

  “You really shouldn’t be partying period with that neck injury,” Rebecca retorted, obviously confused by this nonsense she was dealing with.

  Asher squinted his eyes and leaned in really close causing Rebecca to lean back as far as she could against the chair. The familiar feeling of her heart beating out of her chest returned as those ice-blue eyes seemingly stared into her soul.

  “What,” Rebecca said, as the silence grew to be too much for her.

  “Something happened, you’re all tense,” said Asher.

  Rebecca looked at this man with slight awe. Was it that obvious that she was still upset about the fight earlier? It couldn’t be; one of the many things Rebecca was amazing at was hiding when she was feeling upset.

  “Nothing happened,” Rebecca lied as she grabbed the neck brace from him.

  “Trouble in paradise maybe?”

  If there was seriously trouble in paradise it was because of him but she wasn’t going to give him the luxury of saying so. Instead, Rebecca waved off his comment and placed the neck brace on him. Asher managed to grab her wrist and pull her onto his lap in one swoop. Surprised and not quick enough to react, Rebecca found herself on her back with Asher hovering above her, his face just inches from hers.

  “What are you doing?”

  Rebecca sat there with her breaths becoming increasingly shallow at the sudden closeness.

  “Come with me downstairs, have a quick drink, get your mind off things, meet a few celebrities and if you still want to leave after that I won’t stop you.”

  Rebecca looked up at the athlete who was not letting her escape from the compromising position he had put them in.

  “When’s the last time you had any fun anyway?”

  The sad fact was Rebecca couldn’t even answer that question. She had been so consumed with her practice that there wasn’t much time left for fun. She barely had time for her relationship with Brian, the both of them were busy and frankly only had time for dinner dates and sex. It was beginning to become routine.

  “Fine, one drink.”

  As Rebecca admitted defeat, Asher removed her from on top of him and helped her to her feet. He took her hand and led her downstairs to where the light was dim and the music filled the space.

  All the while a mischievous grin graced his face.

  *****

  As much as she hated to admit it, Rebecca was star struck at that moment. She was introduced to all sorts of celebrities ranging from music artists to actors to sportspeople. It also turned out Asher’s friend was a very well-known actor. His house was being renovated which is why he had asked to use Asher’s place.

  Rebecca was genuinely having the time of her life; she chatted and made connections. Somewhere in between socializing, she tried to call Brian to let him know what the situation was but he didn’t seem to be answering, so she settled on leaving a voice message. Rebecca went on to dance and realized how much she missed it, she hadn’t danced in years and the feeling was exhilarating, Brian didn’t like dancing so they never even considered doing it. Not to mention the drinks the bartender was feeding her were amazing. So amazing in fact she hadn’t realized that she had knocked back a few too many. In truth, she hadn’t consumed that much alcohol since her 21st birthday and the feeling of genuine intoxication was not comfortable in the least.

  Rebecca found herself sitting on a couch with Asher kneeling before her handing her a glass of water. She noticed that he didn’t look worried or in distress at her current state; in fact he looked rather pleased with himself.

  “Looks like you were having a little too much fun there, doc,” he said with a grin as he tucked some loose strands of hair behind her ear.

  “Shut up,” Rebecca whined as she drank the water like it was the cure to all her troubles. Her body was on fire from all the alcohol and she couldn’t decide if she wanted to go dance some more or allow her body to black out.

  Asher eventually would make that decision for her as he stood her onto her feet and led her down the hallway to one of the guest bedrooms. Rebecca hoped that her body would hold out until she had reached a bed where she could properly collapse.

  “Hey, your phone is ringing,” Asher said looking down at her before reaching to open the door. Rebecca sighed feeling like anything other than trying to walk was a task that would be difficult for her brain to handle.

  Asher closed the door behind them before leading her to the queen sized bed and placing her on it carefully. Her phone continued its incessant ringing as she tried to coordinate her hands to reach for it in her pocket. When she finally did retrieve it, her eyes widened to see that it was 2 a.m. and Brian had been trying to reach her all night. Rebecca quickly answered the call, trying to sober up in that instant.

  “Rebecca, where the hell are you?”

  She couldn’t help but to cringe. The anger in his voice resonated loud and clear. He really didn’t need to speak to her like that.

  “I tried calling Brian and I left you a voice message, I went to see Asher and I got caught up chatting with other people here.”

  Even in her intoxicated state, Rebecca knew this conversation wouldn’t end well. She didn’t want to lie to make things worse but she knew that Brian was furious and would be even more furious to know that she was spending this time with the wealthy Casanova athlete rather than him.

  “Are you drunk right now? Your words are slurred. Where are you? Are you at his place? Dammit Rebecca I told you about him.”

  The string of questions and the loud and judging tone of his voice only began to anger Rebecca.

  “Excuse me for having a little fun, I dedicate my whole life to helping others and then pleasing you, I never get time to enjoy myself and now I’m the bad guy? I’m not even sleeping with Asher he’s showing me a good time!”

  At this point Rebecca was yelling into the phone with tears streaming down her face. It might have been the alcohol fueling her anger but everything she said she meant.

  “Ever since you met this man, you’ve changed, you’re not like this Rebecca, let me come get you,” Brian pleaded with her on the other line.

  “No, I don’t need your ride and I don’t need an insecure and jealous man who can’t trust me.”

  Rebecca threw her phone across the room hearing it make contact with the wall, and then fell back on the mattress covering her eyes. The tears coming from her face were of anger and sadness; she had technically just broken up with Brian and she wasn’t sure if that had been the right thing to do.

  Asher, who had been standing there the whole time in silence, came to sit beside her with a box of Kleenex conveniently in his hands. He took her hands away from her teary face and began to wipe the dampness with a Kleenex. He then got into bed beside her and pulled the covers over their bodies as he wrapped his arms around her slightly tremb
ling form.

  Rebecca looked up at him once the tears had stopped flowing from her eyes.

  “Sorry,” he whispered as she clutched onto his chest.

  “Why are you sorry,” Rebecca questioned and found herself melting into his body. His smell, the way he felt as he wrapped his arms around her made her feel safe and loved. It was strange, but even though she’d always thought her sex life with Brian was great, it just wasn’t as good as this. She never felt this way when she was in bed with Brian.

  “I’m the reason this happened,” he said in a tone that didn’t make Rebecca believe he was actually sorry. Either way, part of her felt that her breaking up with Brian would have happened regardless if Asher was in the picture or not.

  Rebecca didn’t respond to his apology. She just hung onto his form. She felt his hand stroke her back gently, and her eyelids began slowly to drop. Her mind went blank and all she could hear was his heartbeat and the steadiness of his breathing. His hand continued to stroke her back in a way that almost felt like it was soothing her problems away.

  *****

  Rebecca had woken up that afternoon still in Asher’s warm embrace. Surprisingly, she did not feel the punishing effects of a hangover as she expected from a night of heavy drinking and thanked her lucky stars. Rebecca looked up to see that Asher was still very much asleep, which was okay because she liked being in his arms. She nestled into his body a little more and wrapped her arms around him slowly. Her hand traveled up and down his back gently driven by curiosity. Eventually her hand snaked under his shirt and up and down his back once again. She could feel the permanent scars that were scattered all over his olive skin.

  “Nosey.”

  Seeing the scars again revived Rebecca’s earlier curiosity about their origin.

  “What happened?” she said.

  Rebecca had been curious about his scars ever since she saw a glimpse of the when they first met. She looked up at him waiting an answer and found that he was looking at her to.

  “Rough childhood, like I said. I don’t talk about it, in fact the only person that knows what happened is Stephen.”

  Asher averted his gaze from hers leaving Rebecca to wonder what kind of horrible human being would hurt a child in such a way.

  “So who is Stephen to you?”

  “He’s my uncle. He’s taken care of me ever since my parents were put away, and he has always been there for me, even after all the times I’ve caused him trouble. He’s also the one that got me into basketball; he’s the reason why I’m here.”

  Rebecca found herself clutching on to Asher as he told her these very personal things.

  “I’m sorry you had to go through that as a child,” Rebecca whispered into his chest.

  “I don’t think I would be here if it wasn’t for those tough times.”

  Rebecca looked up at him and felt an overwhelming sense of emotion. It must have been so horrible for him. Asher met her eyes once again and let out a chuckle.

  “What? Do you want to kiss me?”

  Rebecca let out a laughed as she inhaled the tears back.

  “Yes actually I do,” she said as she leaned up and pressed her lips against his. They embraced one another tightly as the kiss deepened. Rebecca moaned into his mouth as he grinded his lower body against hers. At that moment she didn’t want anything more than to feel him inside of her.

  She broke the kiss leaving them both panting slightly for air.

  “I want you,” he said as he sat up and pulled her up with him, he must have read her mind.

  “But only if you want it.

  Rebecca bit her bottom lip and nodded. With that he had her on her back with both her wrists pinned down to the mattress.

  “Say it,” he demanded.

  “I want it, I want you,” Rebecca said breathlessly.

  Asher smirked before his lips were on her neck and his hands exploring her body. Her body responded, on fire from his touch but craving more. His lips kissed their way down her body, and he removed her clothes along the way. She found her body thrusting upwards to meet the hardened part being restrained by his pants.

  Her hand found her way to his zipper as he continued kissing of her chest. She released his strained dick and began to pump the hardened appendage with slow, firm movements. Rebecca heard him curse against her skin as his hips began to move to meet her hand motion.

  Before Rebecca knew it, his hand had removed her pants and underwear and he was pressing his finger against her slick opening. She moaned out his name as his fingers pressed in, spreading her open. Her hand continued to pump his dick feeling it grow harder in her hand. His fingers suddenly stopped their in and out motion inside of her to take hold of her wrist to stop what she was doing.

  With some maneuvering, Asher nestled in between her legs and rubbed the head of his dick against her opening. Rebecca’s legs went to wrap themselves around his waist as she felt his thickness push its way through her tightness.

  She bit her bottom lip and her hands went to grip his back as he fully pushed himself inside of her. His groan echoed through her ear as he began to roll his hips increasing the speed in which he fucked her. Her nails raked against his back as his dick hit her g-spot with such intensity that it shook her whole being.

  In quick motion, Asher had pulled out of her and rolled her over onto her back. He brought her ass up into the air before putting his dick back into her pussy. The new angle had Rebecca gripping the sheets, moans freely flowing from her lips. Asher gripped her hips as he brought her ass back and thrusted his dick into her with force.

  Rebecca felt herself getting close to her climax with each thrust and couldn’t hold out anymore. The timing seemed perfect because Asher was leaned over her arching body whispering into her ear how bad he wanted her to come for him. The dirty talk was enough to set her over the edge because she came with such ferocity that she collapsed soon after. Asher was right behind her as his orgasm overcame him; he made sure to fall next to her and not on top of her to Rebecca’s relief. The two of them lay there panting with smiles on their faces.

  Asher brought her body to his as they still worked on catching their breaths. He nuzzled his face into her neck, causing her to giggle at the contact. It was amazing how comfortable she felt with him, what a contrast he was with Brian.

  Asher seemed like the perfect fit.

  *****

  Rebecca sat in a small café that early morning before work waiting for Brian to arrive as well. After that night with Asher, she felt the need to meet with Brian to properly end things so she called him, asking him to meet with her to talk. She couldn’t imagine how he would act which is why she decided for them to meet in a public place.

  A few moments had passed before she saw a familiar body approaching her. Rebecca felt her throat become dry and her palms grow sweaty as she went over in her head how she could break it the news to him.

  “Rebecca,” Brian said with a small smile as he leaned down to hug her. She returned the hug feeling a painful pull at her heart for what she was about to do. Brian sat down and ushered the waiter over so he could order a drink.

  “I’m glad you called Rebecca, what happened that night was unfortunate and I really think we can move past this.”

  Rebecca took a deep breath and found the words were caught in her throat. Brian realized something was wrong, and his smile faded. He leaned in close.

  “Rebecca what is this about? Why am I here?”

  Rebecca took a sip of water to sooth her increasingly dry throat and took a deep breath.

  “I don’t think things will work out between us, so I think we should end it.”

  Brian remained silent but his brows furrowed and his face scrunched up, clearly showing he was displeased with the decision she was making.

  “It’s because of him isn’t it?”

  Rebecca sighed and shook her head. Sure Asher was a driving force causing the break up, but she genuinely felt things would have not worked out, that she and Brian we
re just not meant to be together.

  “No, it was my decision at the end of the day.”

  “I don’t understand, I mean I know we had some issues but were they enough that we have to end things?”

  “I’m sorry Brian, I feel the way I do and I understand that it’s difficult but I don’t want us to part on bad terms.”

  Brian didn’t take his eyes off of her and Rebecca wondered what he was thinking. Brian pushed his chair back, startling Rebecca. He went over to her side and placed both hands on either side of her face and planted a kiss on her. When he felt satisfied, Brian moved back and searched Rebecca’s eyes for any sign that she was regretful of the decision she was making. But there was no sign. She had no regrets.

  “Brian,” Rebecca said slowly as she stood up and gathered her things. “I’m sorry, but this needs to happen.”

  Rebecca wrapped her arms around the stunned Brian and pulled away, placing a kiss on his cheek and exiting his presence.

  She could understand what he was feeling; surprise, hurt, angry and any other bad emotions one would feel when being dumped. She had to do this for her though. She knew her heart, and it wanted Asher not Brian. Maybe it was something that would bite her in the ass later but as of right now she was happy with her decision.

  Rebecca made her way to her office with a weight lifted off her shoulder. As she made herself comfortable there was a knock at the door.

  “Come in,” Rebecca said as she put her white coat on.

  Joy trotted into her office and took a seat.

  “So, give me details,” she said.

  Rebecca caught Joy up with her love live and the craziness that occurred within the week.

  “So you guys are like officially together?”

  “Yeah, well I mean we’re taking things slow. I’m still not sure about the whole celebrity thing.”

  “What about the fact that he’s your patient?” Joy inquired with her eyebrow raised high on her forehead.

  “Well I was worried about that too actually so he dropped me as his doctor.”

  “How’d Brian take things?”