“Good. What about tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow, I was promised breakfast in bed. I hope you mean to keep that promise.”
He smiled. “Absolutely, come here.”
All dressed except for shoes, she approached him on much warmer toes. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I want to kiss you before security arrives.”
That she could do! Permitting him to take her into his arms, Anna offered her mouth and reveled in her sexy quarterback’s dominant, sexy French kiss that quieted the last of her concerns and awakened the feminine arousal deep in her pussy.
Her panties were soaked by the time Kyran lifted his head at the sound of security pounding on the locker room door.
Chapter Six
“Mr. Black,” the guard called out. “You can leave when you want, sir. Alarm was false. Went to your locker and found the things you’d asked for.”
“Thanks, Bill,” Kyran called back, causing Anna to stare up at him.
“He’s not coming in?”
“I told him to wait outside.”
Anna was glad. Kyran had been thinking about their privacy when he contacted security. He was more thoughtful than she’d realized.
“Thank you,” she said.
“Sure.” He grabbed up the garment bag and slung it over his shoulder. “I’m anxious to get out of here. Ready?”
“Definitely, just let me get my shoes and the rest of my stuff.”
She rushed to get her sneakers and had to sit down to put them on. As soon as she was finished, she cleaned up her locker, grabbed her dress, pulling a plastic dry cleaner bag over the hanger, and then picked up her fancy shoes. Within minutes she was all packed.
“Can I carry that for you?” Kyran offered, pointing to the gym bag.
“No, I’m okay.” He already had her costume. It was bulky and awkward to carry. Her gym bag and dress were easy.
Anxious to leave, she approached him. “All set,” she said with a smile, thinking that Kyran really was a nice man.
This was the man she’d met last winter, the one who’d finally convinced her to join him for coffee and talked for hours. She’d liked him a lot then. She liked him even more now, could see herself falling in love with him.
Oh lord, she wasn’t falling in love with him, she couldn’t. It was too soon! No matter how she looked at it or defined it, she’d had sex with him. She wasn’t the type of person to give herself to a man who she didn’t care about.
Yeah, she was in danger here. She knew it now with a certainty. If she wasn’t very careful, Kyran would capture her heart before they left the stadium parking lot.
“You sure you’re okay, Anna?” Kyran approached her, placing his free hand beneath her chin. “With us, I mean? You look scared.”
“I am scared, Kyran. I’m not sure what you really expect of me.”
“I think you know,” he insisted. “We may have rushed the sex part, but we’ll figure out everything else.”
“One day at a time?” she asked.
“Yes, if that’s what you want.” He leaned in close for a gentle kiss, leaving her sad when he didn’t kiss her deeply.
Dropping his hand from her chin to her waist, he guided her out of the locker room. Lying on the floor beside the door was a pair of shoes and a tee shirt. Kyran stepped into the well-worn sneakers and set down her costume long enough to put on his shirt.
Belatedly Anna noticed the security guard standing at the end of the hallway. “Mr. Black, everything okay?”
“We’re good,” Kyran said.
The guard was in his forties, starting to go bald, but he had a friendly smile and he didn’t look at Anna with anything other than mild curiosity.
“Sorry about all this, Mr. Black,” Bill apologized when they reached him. “The false alarm had all the guards scattered. Everything’s in order now.”
Kyran frowned. “You’re sure it was false?”
Bill shook his head. “Seems so. What I don’t understand is why someone didn’t think to come and look for you guys before now. God forbid y’all get locked in down here, code violations would be the least of our problems.”
“As long as we could get out without issue, shouldn’t be a problem. While I’m thinking about it, you should speak to someone about the shower room lock. A child could figure out how to open it.” Kyran leaned toward the guard and whispered something. Anna was pretty sure he was warning Bill to keep quiet about the two of them being there.
“I’ll watch your backs,” Bill said, moving around them and heading to the locker room. He checked the room, turned off the lights and closed the door. “Want me to escort you all to the parking lot? I have an electric cart right around the corner.”
Kyran shook his head. “No, we’ll be fine.”
When they were out of earshot, Anna looked up at Kyran. “Do you find it strange that Bill doesn’t know what happened with that break-in?”
“Nah, these guys are busy. Besides, if we’d been caught in here earlier, I wouldn’t have had the best sex of my life, so far.”
She was thankful that the overhead lights were muted, leaving just enough to see safely but also hiding the flush scorching her cheeks. “So far?”
“Sex between us is going to get better, trust me.”
“If I didn’t trust you, Kyran, I wouldn’t have had sex with you tonight.”
His arm tightened around her waist. “I know, Anna. Believe it or not, I didn’t come to see you tonight expecting sex.”
Blushing even more, Anna couldn’t deny how good it felt to be with him. The closer they got to the exit leading to the employee parking lot, the more she wondered if having a relationship with him was possible. The security guard hadn’t reacted with anything other than pleasantries when he saw her with Kyran’s arm around her waist. Maybe no one else would care, maybe no one would notice their age difference or think that she was doing anything wrong.
She’d had the best sex of her life tonight. She couldn’t see why that fun had to end when the sun came up tomorrow. He’d promised breakfast in bed, she wanted that. She wanted the bed, the food, most of all, she still wanted Kyran. More now than she did before they’d had sex.
It was warm and dark when they reached the parking lot, a crescent moon hanging in the air above the darkened stadium, dim street lights glowing an eerie artificial white. A few cars were parked out back. They probably belonged to security and the cleaning crew.
Kyran led her to a big, weird-looking black SUV. The wheels had those chrome rims that spun when the vehicle was moving. “Ever been in an Escalade?”
“Can’t say I have,” she said. Strangely, she liked the SUV. As big as it was, it seemed appropriate for Kyran “The Rebel” Black to drive a vehicle of this size and attitude.
He dropped his arm from around her and went to the back. “Stow your bag and let’s go for a ride.”
“Ah, my CRV is over there,” she pointed out.
That caused Kyran to look around. “I’ll bring you back tomorrow morning.”
“Hmm, I thought I was getting breakfast tomorrow morning.”
He opened the back, put the garment bag inside and gestured for her things. “I’m going to give you a lot of things by morning. Come on, I’ll make sure to get you to work on time tomorrow.”
With one last look at her much smaller, dark red SUV, Anna gave up the argument and set her bag and clothes inside. “All right, you win. I need to be back here early. I’ll need to go home to grab a change of clothes and get to school by noon.”
“I’m an early riser,” he said, a hint of promise in his voice. He came closer, pulled her into his arms and lowered his head. “There’s nothing like fucking first thing in the morning.”
“Somehow I think sex with you at any time of the day or night is going to be pretty good.”
Kyran’s lips curled in that wicked-looking crooked smile. “Pretty good,” he repeated. “That sounds like a challenge. By morning, I intend to make it fantastic.
” Kissing her hard, he pushed his tongue between her parted lips and lured her into a long, sexy exploration.
Her heart skittered like a jack rabbit in her chest. Anna didn’t care if he felt it. Right now she had the sexiest man on earth promising a night of great sex. In the back of her mind, she wondered if there’d be a time when they would make love, not just fuck.
For now, she’d enjoy getting to know him. Sighing against his mouth, Anna drew his tongue between her lips and sucked the way she knew he would like. He groaned and brushed his hands through her hair, grasping a little too harshly.
“We have to get out of here or we’re not going to get home before I’m inside you again.”
Grinning at the feel of his erection sliding against her, Anna reluctantly stepped back as a minivan on the far side of the parking lot backed out of its spot.
“Uh oh, think they saw something they shouldn’t have?” she asked.
“Nothing wrong with kissing my woman,” Kyran said.
“I’m your woman?”
“‘Course you are,” he insisted. “Don’t you already know that?”
Anna pulled away a step. “What I know is that we have something going on. I’d like to see where it leads. But I have to be careful. I could lose my mascot job for this.”
Kyran walked to the passenger side of the enormous SUV. “I don’t give a rat’s ass if someone saw me kissing you, but you’re right. We should be careful until I can make sure nothing happens to you.”
A little nervous, Anna stared up at him for a moment. “Actually, I’m not even sure why I’m worried. Just because someone saw us kissing doesn’t mean they know I’m the mascot. For now, let’s think about the rest of tonight. It’s still my birthday.” She didn’t want to think of it being her fortieth birthday, but that was never far from her mind.
He smiled, captured her mouth for a quick, hard kiss, then helped her into the vehicle. It took some doing, even for her. She was soon belted in and the door was closed. As he walked around to the driver’s side, she watched him, belatedly noticing that he stared off after the silver van that was just now leaving the parking lot.
Wondering why he stared, Anna noticed it wasn’t until the minivan was gone that Kyran opened the door and climbed into the SUV. “Everything okay, Kyran?”
“Yeah, thought I recognized that van. I’ll look into it in the morning.”
Curious as to why it mattered, Anna started to ask, but noticed Kyran’s smile. Gone was the apprehension he’d shown seconds ago. Here now was the man who’d given her multiple orgasms with his tongue, fingers and cock. Soon enough, he’d be doing it again.
Enjoying the classic rock music playing on his satellite radio, she decided not to press Kyran to explain about the car. He’d tell her if it was something they needed to worry about.
Soon they were pulling away from the stadium. Anna had to admit she was glad. Glancing at the clock in the dashboard, she saw it was ten thirty. They still had a large part of the night left and she was looking forward to it.
Chapter Seven
Kyran edged his Escalade out of the parking lot, wondering if he should phone his agent about the reporter who’d taken to writing about him. Not just any reporter, the van was driven by the piranha, Brenda Jamison. The woman liked to ask him questions that had nothing to do with football or sports and everything about his sex life off the field.
He knew he’d been with a lot of women at the start of his career. Even in college, he and his friends had been wild, going so far as taking two or three women at a time. But he’d grown up, changed, matured into the man he wanted to be now.
As much as he didn’t care for Brenda’s questions, she tended to show up at the most inconvenient times. Before he’d come to play for the Griffins, he’d been seeing a model. After Brenda wrote an inflammatory article about him and another woman, his relationship with Seville ended.
He hoped he was wrong about the driver of that damned minivan. He had nothing against reporters, male or female, as long as they kept their stories about football. Brenda was a small-time Alexandria newspaper sports columnist who wanted to see her stories syndicated for national presses.
Could this affect Anna being the mascot? He didn’t want her to get in trouble for being with him. He understood that she needed the job for extra income. Maybe someday she wouldn’t have to worry about money if she stayed with him.
They’d just started dating, but it didn’t change how he felt about her. Yeah, they rushed into sex a bit. When it was right, it was right. Anna was worth the months he’d waited to meet up with her again. He was going to see this through as far as it could go.
“Kyran, what is it? You’ve been staring off into nothing for five minutes. If you’re having second thoughts, turn around and take me back.”
Anna’s voice caught his attention. She was feeling awkward and he owed her his attention. Pushing Brenda Jamison from his mind, he shifted gears, then reached for Anna’s hand.
“Everything’s fine,” he assured, tightening his fingers around hers.
Her hand was soft. She must use a good hand lotion to keep them soft. Her nails were kept short, with just enough white at the tips to score his shoulders. They were buffed and painted with a light pink nail polish. Rubbing his thumb over her knuckles, he set her hand on his thigh.
“You have nice hands,” he complimented, meaning it. Long fingers, strong grasp, he remembered the way she cupped his balls and stroked his cock.
“Thanks,” she said. “I like to have manicures and pedicures every few weeks, it’s my girly thing.”
“You should treat yourself as often as you like.”
“Hmm, to tell you the truth, I’d love to spend a weekend at a spa. All that pampering and massaging sounds like heaven, especially after football season.”
“I’d like that too.”
Anna laughed, the sound overcoming the radio. “Can’t imagine you getting seaweed wraps and salt-scrubs,” she said. “You know, Hershey, Pennsylvania, has a spa where everything is chocolate. Now that would be really nice.”
“You like chocolate, do you?” Surprised that he was interested in the simplest things about Anna, Kyran continued to stroke his thumb over her fingers and knuckles. She flexed her fingers and sighed.
“I love chocolate. How about you?”
“I like it. I’d love it if I could lick it off your raspberry nipples or from between your thighs, makes me hard thinking about licking your juicy pussy again.” His cock throbbed against his buttoned jeans.
“Ha, you were hard before we climbed in this monster.” Anna shifted a little closer, the seatbelt keeping her from getting too close.
Kyran wished they’d taken her smaller SUV. At least then he could reach her better. Uncomfortably hard, he freed her hand long enough to unbutton the top of his fly.
“You like going commando?” she asked, laughing softly.
“I was in a hurry to get to you, didn’t think about underwear.”
“Then are you a boxers or briefs kind of guy normally?”
Laughing and recalling the night they’d gone out for coffee and talked for hours, Kyran released one more button and eased back into his seat. “Boxers, when I wear them. You, on the other hand, prefer panties when you’re working and sexy lingerie when you’re playing.”
Her breath caught. “I hate thongs, sorry. They’re just not comfortable. I don’t mind cute bikini panties like I’m wearing now though.”
“Take them off,” he suggested.
“I don’t think so,” she replied, sounding like a teacher. “I’m not into commando, Kyran.”
Maybe not, but she liked when he told her what to do during sex. She’d gotten amazingly wet when he ordered her not to come until he permitted it.
“Take them off. Give them to me.”
“That would require me to remove my jeans. We’re in an SUV, not a locker room or even a bedroom.”
Kyran pushed harder. He suddenly wanted her jeans of
f, the scrap of lace covering her pussy in his hand.
At a red light, he looked over at her. “Anna, do it for me. The windows are dark. No one can see you in here. I want you to ride home with me naked.”
“Only if you undress first, stud,” she dared back. She foolishly thought he wouldn’t strip? Woman had a lot to learn.
As the light changed to green, he eased forward and was glad when they reached another red light. Alexandria had some tricky streets and he needed to pay attention. But he couldn’t resist tempting Anna.
“Anything for you,” he replied, reaching behind his back to grab a handful of tee shirt.
“Kyran, I wasn’t serious.”
“You dared me, Anna. Now I’m daring you. Take your clothes off.”
Before the light changed to green, he tugged his shirt over his head, unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his thighs. They were at another red light. Putting the SUV into neutral, he managed to kick off his shoes and pants before the light turned green.
He was naked and driving away before taking off for the ramp for 495. He was hard, aching and wanting her to follow his lead. “Come on, Anna, get naked.”
“You’re crazy, you know that, Kyran Black?” she laughed, but he noticed her face was turned toward him.
Chancing a look at her, he caught her staring at his cock. “You’re staring. Makes me crazy for you when you do that,” he admitted.
“Isn’t that what you want?” Anna didn’t wait for his answer. She kept staring at him, laughed and suddenly tugged her football jersey over her head.
Tossing it toward the back, she didn’t pay much attention to where it landed. Just as he’d done, she kicked off her shoes, edged her jeans down her long, long legs and finally freed them from her feet.
“I feel like I’m sixteen,” she murmured, breathless by the time she removed her panties.
Well, damn, she did it. Like him, she sat completely naked. He could smell the salty scent of sex and arousal. She was already dripping.
“Give me those,” he demanded of the lacy thing she’d kept in her hand. She handed him the panties and eased back into her seat. “That’s my bad girl. For the record, you don’t look sixteen. You look like you want to fuck.”
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