Out of Bounds: (Love for the Game Book 3)

by Remi Grey

  Out of Bounds

  REMI GREY

  Copyright © 2019 Remi Grey – All Rights Reserved

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the publisher.

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  The following story contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.

  Contents

  CHAPTER 1

  CHAPTER 2

  CHAPTER 3

  CHAPTER 4

  CHAPTER 5

  CHAPTER 6

  CHAPTER 7

  CHAPTER 8

  CHAPTER 9

  EPILOGUE

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  About the Book

  An Alpha Male Steamy Sports Romance

  Kara:

  It was great to see my old friend James again at my brother’s party.

  I haven’t seen him in about three or four years.

  I was about to head off to college and he was in the middle of the first year of his basketball career when we first met each other.

  I have never been the type to fall in love instantly but once our eyes met, I knew we had an instant connection.

  James:

  I remember the first time I laid eyes on Kara.

  Not only is she stunning, but she’s also my teammate’s little sister.

  She had an innocent demeanor about her but also a mysterious side that I wanted to get to know. When we met, her brother Larry warned me ahead of time about her. He hates the idea of anyone in the NBA, let alone the entertainment business, dating or getting close to her.

  Out of Bounds is a sweet and steamy short story romance. No Cliffhangers! If you love short romances with insta love, alpha men, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you!

  Chapter 1

  James

  “How does it feel to have your first win of the season, Aaron?” Aaron is our newest teammate for the Cleveland Bullets basketball team.

  “It feels great,” he answers as he grins from ear to ear, but the poor guy hasn’t even been properly initiated in the brotherhood of the team. Not yet, anyway.

  Larry, a good friend of mine and fellow teammate, throws the best parties. It’s time to celebrate with the fellas. The other teammates and I have established the fact that you are not initiated as our brother until you celebrate with us at one of Larry’s parties.

  “Oh yeah, Aaron?” I question him like the smartass I am. “Well, does it feel like this?” I have prepared for this moment, and when I open up the door to Larry’s bachelor pad, at least three beautiful women to walk out onto the patio for Aaron. With a surprised look on his face he clutches his drink in one hand and opens his arms to let the women embrace him.

  While they all giggle to themselves, their hands roam all over him not caring where they move to.

  That’s how initiation works…and then some. It’s up to you what you do and how you react. I learned that with my own initiation. I was initiated when they locked me in a huge suite with a jacuzzi and two Brazilian models. It’s every man’s dream, right?

  “I feel like a winner already,” Aaron mentions as he is getting his hair stroked while being dragged back inside. One of the women leans in to plant kisses all over his face. He turns red and is instantly taken. If there is temptation this bad at a party, you could only imagine what it’s like everywhere you go and what you’d have to worry about if you were trying to be faithful in this business.

  Where there’s money, fame, big houses, and traveling, there will always be groupies and their friends trying to take advantage. It’s hard to remain loyal in this business but it’s equally hard to find the right woman to settle down with because you can never be sure who really wants you for you and not for what you can offer them.

  As much as I wanted to reflect how we gave the opposing team such a devastating defeat, there was something else that captured my mind instead.

  While getting back to the party outside, I see a familiar face — one I haven’t seen in a long time. If anyone could get my mind off of today’s events, it’s her. She was sitting poolside with only her legs in the pool enjoying a conversation with her big brother, Larry.

  “Hey James, look what the cat drug in.” Larry yelled at me. He must have known I was standing behind him in between the sliding doors.

  “Kara’s here. Come say hello but make it quick.” What was Larry thinking when he told me to come say hello to her? For God’s sake his little sister is gorgeous, just like I remembered her. A headful of shining brunette curls. Curves for days, wearing a black string bikini. The girl is in perfect shape, drop-dead gorgeous. I already knew she was in her mid-20s.

  Kara could pass as a model and Larry wants me to say hello and make it quick. I hate being put on the spot. I want to say more than hello… if he only knew.

  As I move closer to the pool area, I devise a plan that would make Larry not so suspicious of the way that I am looking at her. I walk to where she is and wave. “Hey.”

  Usually, I am a smooth talker and rarely get tongue tied but it’s all I could come up with at the moment.

  “Is that who I think it is? James? You haven’t aged a day.”

  So, not only is Kara hot, but when it comes to putting on an act in front of her brother, she is a true professional.

  Larry is the overbearing brother that will give her a lecture if she so much as looks at a guy with a simple smile on her face. He will give the guy hell just for being an innocent bystander and smiling back. Many guys have gotten in trouble with him for this exact thing, so I have to play it cool around him.

  “How are you? How have you been?” She hops out of the pool and walks over towards where I’m standing.

  “I’m pretty good. I can’t complain.” I respond waiting for Larry to either walk away or turn his head.

  “I see. How’s your sister, Caitlyn?” I know exactly what was happening here. Caitlyn and Kara were friends before Larry and I became friends. She’s using the topic to prolong conversation with me while Larry is near. I can see it because she keeps checking in her peripheral vision to see if he is still there.

  “What part of make it quick don’t you guys understand? Wrap it up.” Larry interrupts the conversation. He’s my boy but he is super annoying when he acts like this.

  Before I get ready to walk away, Kara says, “You know what, let’s walk and talk. Tell me about Caitlyn.” She then reaches out to grab my arm like she is trying to snatch me up and we both walk away from Larry to a quiet area knowing what is about to happen.

  “Kara?!” Larry yells after her.

  “I’m 24, Larry. I’m a big girl. Damn it!” I never knew Kara had it in her. Every time Larry got on her case about a guy, she always kept silent and tried to grin and bear it, trying to not be embarrassed.

  “Don’t worry bro, I’ll be right back,” I assure him. He gives me ‘the look.’ The look is a facial expression that says, “don’t try anything with my sister or I will kill you with my bare hands.”

  I remember the f
irst time he introduced me to Kara some years back. She had an innocent demeanor about her but also a mysterious side that I wanted to get to know.

  She looks almost the same as when I met her except that she grew into her clothes- literally. She’s always been petite but now she looks full grown with a few curves on her and she’s not so innocent-looking anymore.

  When we met, Larry warned me ahead of time about her. He hates the idea of anyone in the NBA, let alone the entertainment business, dating or getting close to her.

  I can understand that from a big brother’s point of view. If anyone tried to pursue Caitlyn and I knew about it, the outcome would not be good. I know that and Caitlyn knows that, but I prefer not to intervene in her social life.

  Larry has this idea that everyone in the NBA are players on the court and players in the streets. He has tried to embed this idea into Kara’s head, but our history is a bit more complicated than that. He would never understand.

  Chapter 2

  Kara

  It was great to see my old friend James today. I haven’t seen him in about three or four years. I was about to head off to college and he was in the middle of the first year of his basketball career when we first met each other.

  I have never been the type to fall in love instantly but once our eyes met, I knew we had an instant connection. James wasn’t like anyone I’d ever met back then. He was tall, in-shape, extremely handsome, and was the type that was respectful and kept to himself.

  His brown eyes stared into mine while his chestnut colored hair complimented his chiseled face so perfectly. It gives me chills just thinking about the way he used to look at me. It was the sexiest look ever.

  And I know that my brother doesn’t want me anywhere near James.

  What Larry doesn’t understand is that I am my own person and I no matter how old I am, I can date whomever I want to. I don’t mean to be rebellious, but our mother raised us to follow our intuition and to date whomever you like regardless of any issues that arise. It’s just something that I live by.

  I can’t remember how many late-night talks my mother and I have had in regards to Larry treating me like I can’t handle myself when a guy comes to pay me attention. It’s not like I pursue any guy that stares at me.

  I have never had whorish ways. If anything, I’ve always sculpted a good girl image that only I knew about. The people around me, even Larry for instance, think they know what’s best for me based off the image that I project, but he has no clue and neither does anyone else. It’s my life, after all.

  In fact, it’s sad the way that me and James parted a few years back. Before we went our separate ways, we would always sneak out and meet each other without anyone knowing. We got to know each other really well, but there was always one thing that kept us from truly being together like we both wanted: Larry.

  James and I both knew that our love would be completely forbidden so the night before we hopped on separate planes to go our own ways, we made a pact to always remember each other and cherish our memories. We sealed the deal with a kiss and a night of passion that damn near left me in tears.

  I really wanted us to be together and to see where our fondness for each other would lead but unfortunately, we never got the chance to reconnect until now.

  Now that I am an adult there is nothing stopping me from living my life the way I want to. I dragged him from Larry for one reason and one reason alone. There was a question that I was dying to know.

  “Has anyone snatched you up yet?” I ask James while sipping slowly on my strawberry daiquiri. I’m a little afraid of the answer judging by his facial expression. It looks like he’s deep in thought.

  “Nope, I’m still single. As always,” he replies.

  “Always? Why always?” I ask, hoping he wouldn’t think I was being too invasive.

  “I just never found anyone as serious about me as I was about them. What about you? Are you single?” There goes that sexy stare down again.

  “Now, when you ask me am I single do you really want to know or are you asking with the intention of picking up where we left off?”

  His eyes are so irresistible that I question him while leaning in closer to his face. I find myself to the point where I get close to him and wrap my arms around his waist. Instantly my body is pressed against his. I tilt my head back to look up at his face.

  “What do you think?” He responds as he wraps his arms around me to pick me up and gently kisses me on the lips. I instantly feel his hands around my waist gripping my body into place.

  His warm breath smells like the bubble gum he had been chewing. As his gentle lips meet mine his hands grasp my hips tighter as he senses I want him back. His lips press harder against mine which causes me to grab his hands and allow them to roam around my body.

  My mind starts to wonder about where we were and who could see us, so I frantically pull away from him. I feel his hands lift my chin up to match his eye contact.

  “What’s wrong, babe?” he asked.

  “I’m still babe, huh” I joke.

  “You will always be in my eyes if only I can really make it official,” he says, making me blush even harder as the memories of our secret times together begin to come back to me.

  “Let’s go find a spot that’s not so out in the open.” We dart off to find a spot where Larry won’t see us together so easily. Eventually we make our way back inside Larry’s bachelor pad into one of his bathrooms that doesn’t get much use and lock ourselves in.

  “What if they start to wonder where we are?” I ask, a little panicky knowing how my brother is. Our clothes haven’t even come off yet, but I want to feel secure when they do. It would be highly annoying if he came looking for us. To be honest, I don’t think I’d even open the door.

  I can feel my lower half getting hotter by the minute the longer I wait being next to James. Being next to him makes the heat within me turn up.

  “You’re right. Not here.” He comes to his senses and catches his breath. “This isn’t the way to reconnect, not with your brother here and especially at his place at that.”

  “You wanna go to my hotel? It’s only a couple of blocks from here,” I ask.

  “Sure, meet me out front in five minutes,” he tells me.

  The five-minute wait seems like it takes forever. The moment we get in his SUV, we can both feel the magnetism between us. It’s almost as if our animal instincts kick in.

  Between the sensual touches, stomach rubs, belt unloosenings, lip biting and lip locking, James is barely able to focus on the road. Here we are, finally out by ourselves again with James’s warm, masculine fingers underneath my dress and inside my black lace panties.

  With deep in and out motions he manages to bring out my inner goddess with subtle moans that get stronger with each motion, my leg propped up on top of his leg while he is driving with one hand. His multitasking abilities turn me on even more and brought me one step closer to heaven.

  Who would’ve thought that his hands alone could bring me to the brink of orgasm? When I feel myself about to lose it, I pull James’s wrist away and my hands roam to his pants, which were already unbuttoned. I move my hands along his body, finding his erection which tells me that he’s more than ready for this.

  It’s just as I remember it. He’s not small at all. He’s a bit above average when excited and wide which is more of my type.

  I usually don’t get this excited while intimate as I’m usually too shy but I want to take him into my mouth. My hand can barely fit around the girth of his cock. I wrap my seatbelt around my back, adjusting to make more room as I lean in to taste him.

  My mouth encounters pure hotness as my tongue explores his ridges. I am able to feel his veins growing thicker the more my mouth grips his manhood.

  Unable to fit him entirely in my mouth, I take whatever I can get and keep tasting him until we arrive at the hotel parking lot.

  “You sure are making this really hard for me,” he blurted, barely able to speak.<
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  “What?” I responded innocently, as if I didn’t already know what he was referring to.

  “Shit, I have to have you now… you’re going to make me cum already. I have to hurry up to this hotel.”

  Within minutes, we arrive at my hotel. Not able to get out of the car and head up to the room after so much passion, he instead drives to a dark area in the back of the hotel parking lot.

  He makes a noise with his teeth clenched as if he is sucking air in through them.

  We take off our seatbelts quickly as if they were holding us hostage. As I look over at him, he begins adjusting his seat for more space.

  Neither of us want to wait again and getting out of the car would take too long, so he helps me over to him to sit on his lap, facing him. We don’t worry that anyone will see us since James has the darkest tint that anyone could ever have.