by Shania Tyler
I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I slipped my hand between her thighs, remembering that just moments before I had been there. It was a memory that would remain with me forever. I would never forget being inside this woman, and I found myself hoping that I could relive the experience for as long as possible.
“Your body is so beautiful,” I whispered into her ear as I worked the soap over and under her breasts and arms. Then I pulled her under the jet to wash the soap away from her skin.
When I was finished, she reached for the shower gel and squeezed a dollop onto her palm.
“Your turn,” she purred to me and I couldn’t help but smile. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”
With her free hand, she reached down and rubbed the semi-hardness of my spent dick. In the next moment, she was lathering the soap up on my manhood and I felt myself hardening all over again. This woman was something else.
When she slipped her hands lower to massage the soap into my balls, my entire body tensed, and I gasped. She smiled up at me with a devilish expression that told me she was more than a little pleased with herself.
“You are enjoying this, aren’t you?” I clutched hold of the wall. She was clutching hold of my most sensitive area, and I could barely control myself.
“Why, yes, I am,” she giggled. “Aren’t you?”
“I definitely am.” I nodded, and when I leaned forward to kiss her again, she kissed me back just as passionately as she had before. I really could not get enough of this woman. I never wanted to let her leave but in the back of my mind, I knew that it would have to end soon. She would have to leave, and we would have to go back to reality. For now, though, she was mine and I was going to make the most of it.
When she pulled me around to stand beneath the jet and stroked the soap off me, I was almost disappointed that our shower was over. A light bulb moment took over me then and I smiled down at her. “How would you feel about me washing your hair?”
“Well, that’s an offer I can’t refuse.” She grinned, and I was more than happy to lather up the shampoo and stroke it into her long, thick locks. She closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure as I massaged her scalp and I couldn’t help but press my lips to her forehead. I tilted her head back into the water to wash the shampoo from her hair and saw that she was grinning to herself. I was unable to stop myself from leaning down to press my lips to hers.
It was then that I heard her phone ringing again, and my entire body stiffened even as hers did the same. She sighed and shook her head. “I suppose I should get that.”
“I’ll grab it for you,” I told her, knowing that she’d never reach it in time if she had to wring out her hair first. I slipped out of the shower before she could protest and, still dripping, began to make my way into the bedroom. It took me only a few moments to locate her handbag and the phone that was ringing from within. I carried the bag back into the bathroom. Being the gentleman that I was, there was no way I was going to go into a woman’s handbag without her permission.
I held it open for her and she slipped her hand in to take hold of her phone. “Thank you.”
I slipped back into the shower beside her and allowed her to move to step up to the entryway so that she could take the call without getting her phone wet.
“Hello?”
The moment I saw her face, I began to hold my breath. I couldn’t hear what was being said on the other end of the phone, but I could tell it wasn’t good.
All I could do was hold my breath and wait until she came off the phone, praying she would tell me what it was about. I hated those women who had conversations in front of you, acted as though something terrible had happened but then still wouldn’t tell you what had happened. Something about Ruby told me she wasn’t like that and I was holding on to that hope.
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CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
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Ruby
“Ruby Bowman, this is Officer Lancaster, we spoke last night about an incident at the Buckskins Stadium?” the female voice on the other end of the phone shocked me. I wasn’t sure how she had gotten hold of my phone number but then I realized she was a police officer and it wouldn’t be hard for her to track me down.
“Yes, I remember.” There was no way I could forget that. I still shivered at the thought of what had happened. The thought of Scotty’s lips on mine made me feel sick. “Has something happened?”
“Yes, we have been going through the footage all night, but we have him,” the officer explained, and I felt relief wash over me. “Scott was clearly seen turning off the power to the stadium before he came to find you. We also have a witness who can attest to him being there at the time the lights went out.”
“So, what does that mean?” I could only hope that meant I would never see him again. “Will he be charged?”
“Yes, he will be charged with criminal damage first of all and we shall be pressing for him to be charged for the attack on yourself,” the officer explained. “You may also file a restraining order against him if you wish as the sentence for these things is unclear until he is faced with the judge.”
“I’ll definitely do that.” I found myself nodding even though I knew she couldn’t see me. I could feel Major watching me as I spoke.
“Is there anything else I can help you with today?” the officer asked me as though I had called her.
“I think you’ve done everything you can,” I told her. “Thank you very much.”
I was relieved and surprised. I hadn’t expected them to get any evidence on him. I’d always thought Scotty was sneakier than that.
“Then I wish you all the best for the future,” the officer told me. “Have a wonderful day.”
“You, too,” I told her before I flicked end call and turned to Major. “They got him!”
I threw myself at Major even as the phone fell from my hand onto the shower mat. Major wrapped his arms around me as I pressed my lips against his and kissed him with even more passion than before.
When I pulled back again, I told him, “They got him! They have footage of Scotty taking down the power at the stadium before he attacked me.”
Major looked more than a little relieved and I felt a shiver run through me as he pressed his lips against the tip of my nose. “I’m glad you’ve got one less thing to worry about.”
The tone of his voice made me a little uneasy, and I pulled my face back to look at him with my hands still wrapped around his neck. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“We need to talk about this.” He inclined his head between us, and I couldn’t help but sigh. Just like that, the magic of the night and the morning we had spent together was broken and I was dropped back into reality.
“So, that means you are regretting this already?” I asked him and pulled away, quickly unwrapping myself from his arms. I suddenly felt dirty all over again, but I wasn’t sure any amount of showering would change that.
“No!” Major stepped forward and grabbed hold of my hips. “I could never regret anything that’s happened between us, but I am worried about what it means for our future. You know, at work.”
“The future is what we make it.” I shrugged, remembering the words that my grandmother had told me over and over when I was a child.
“So, you want to see where this can go?” Major raised an eyebrow at me. “What does that mean for work?”
“Everybody already believes there’s something going on between us, so why not give them what they want?” I smiled at him and I saw his own lips twitch up as though he liked the sound of it.
“What if the bosses don’t like that?”
“Then they can go fuck themselves,” I told him, and I realized that it was the truth. I had lived so long for my job that I had allowed my personal life to take a big hit. It was time to take some time for myself and get what I wanted instead of working for eve
ryone else.
“If they have a problem with it, I will leave,” I said. “They wouldn’t be where they are now without me.”
“They’d be stupid to let you go,” Major insisted and I knew that he was right. There weren’t many general managers who would work as hard as I did. “So, are we doing this?”
“Yes, we are doing this!” I giggled and pushed myself up on my toes to press my lips to his again. My world spun out of control then and happiness overwhelmed me as he wrapped me in his arms and held me close. I felt my heart swelling so much that I was fearful it might burst.
It was then as he pulled his lips away just enough to speak that I heard the four words I realized I had been longing to hear from his lips from the moment I first met him in my office, “I love you, Ruby.”
My entire body quivered as I heard the words and I felt my mind spinning all over again. “I love you, too, Major.”
He pulled me closer as the shower washed down over. “I love you.”
I wasn’t sure I would ever get used to hearing those words from his lips, but my heart danced when he said it.
“I love you, too,” I told him as I realized that it didn’t matter what happened from here on out. All that mattered was that he was close to me and that he loved me. As long as I had that, it didn’t matter what else happened.
“We will figure this out,” he promised me, and I felt myself melting into him again as he placed his palm on the back of my head and cradled my face against his chest. “Everything is going to be all right.”
I believed him, and at that moment, I knew everything was going to be just fine. The tone of his voice told me that he was never going to let anything bad happen to me and I realized that he had already been doing that. When I’d been attacked at the Black Orchid, he had been there. When I was attacked by Scotty, he had been there. Now he was here. He was my guardian angel, my knight in shining armor, and I knew that I would be and could be whatever he needed me to be.
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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
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Ruby
“You dirty whore,” Tessa teased me the next morning. “I knew there was something besides just sex with you two.”
I just laughed. She wasn’t wrong. “Yeah, yeah.”
I felt a hand reach up to cup my breast. I slapped it down, shivering with the feeling of Major’s rough hand on my naked nipple. I seemed to be in a habitual state of undress around him. “Stop,” I whispered, putting my hand on the phone.
Tessa picked up on it. “Oh my god, he’s there with you right now, isn’t he? Ew!”
The way that she squealed told me she didn’t find it completely ew, but was likely just jealous of our relationship. Relationship. It felt weird to admit that it’s what Major and I now had going on. “Yeah, he’s here.”
There was a dial town click as she hung up. I turned to Major. “See what you did?”
He cupped himself, flicking off the covers and revealing his cockstand. “See what you did?”
“Well, we can’t have that, Coach,” I teased. I leaned down, straddling his lean hips and giving him an open-mouthed kiss. I moaned. God, I loved his mouth, his lips, his tongue.
Suddenly, I was on my back and he was over top of me. “Major, what are you…”
My voice trailed off as I saw what was in his hands. I let out a giggle. “Handcuffs…seriously?”
“I stole them off the officer,” he said in a dark, suggestive voice.
I gasped. “Seriously?”
He grinned. “No, but it did remind me that I had a dream once where I tied you up and had my wicked way with you.”
I shivered. “Oh really?”
He didn’t answer, distracted by his task of closing the metal circles around my wrists and securing them to the headboard. He looked at me, my body spread-eagled on the bed and completely naked, waiting for him to touch it, lick it, fuck it. Oh God, I was so wet. I was seconds away from begging.
He ran his palms through my air, down my face, over my plump bottom lip, and down my shoulders. With both hands, he plucked my turgid nipples, causing a whimper to arise out of me. His rough hands were caressing my sensitive peaks, becoming rougher and rougher until I would have literally done anything for his touch to continue.
Instead, he dropped down lower and placed his mouth directly over my hot center, running his tongue through my wet folds. “Major,” I exclaimed breathlessly, not sure what I wanted to tell him exactly.
He sucked and licked me until my world came apart, exploding in an orgasm of epic proportions. I gasped for breath, asking, “Are you going to let me go now?”
He seemed to understand what I wanted, what I needed. “Hell no.”
With that, he flipped me over to that my arms were crossed but I was still bound. He pulled my ass back, leaving it plumply in the air, waiting for his touch. It felt so dirty, so right, and I’d never been more turned on. With a swat, I felt the light spanking thrill my entire body. The next swat, I leaned back, pushing my butt into his hand and heard him groan. I hit a smile. Two could play at that game.
I felt the hard, wet heat of his cock poised at my entrance. But first, he inserted two fingers, opening me and preparing me for his huge dick. His fingers went in without any resistance, my pussy so wet it was practically dripping. He reached down to lap up my juices, causing my thighs to shiver. I felt so vulnerable, but I’d always feel safe and protected around him.
He reached forward, pulling me back against him and essentially shoving my pussy around his waiting stiff member. We both let out expletives that indicated how turned on we were by his cock sliding inside of me unhindered. I felt him shudder behind me.
He started up a punishing rhythm of thrusting that had be begging for release, screaming for him to cum inside of me. But he took his sweet time, tempting and infuriating me until finally he came in a huge burst of cum inside my sensitive walls. He body shook with the release, my body squirming around his to find my own orgasm at the last second. He groaned when my walls started to constrict around him in pulsing drives.
We both collapse, this time with him still inside me and his head on my lower back. He placed a kiss to my rear and told it, “I’ll be back soon for you.”
I laughed and then shivered. Did he mean…? Yeah, probably. It seemed nothing was off limits to a guy like Major. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I wouldn’t have him be anything different than he was.
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EPILOGUE
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Major
“You’re shitting me,” I said into the phone, pressing it even harder against my ear. “No joke?”
Wills laughed into my ear. “No joke. They said I can play in the playoffs. I won’t make the regular season though.”
I heard the disappointment in his voice but didn’t feel the same way. The playoffs were really what I needed him for. The regular season was almost over, only one game left and based on the numbers, we were in. ”Wills, that’s fantastic news!”
He laughed, hearing the excitement in my voice, but I knew that my excitement was nothing in comparison to his own. “Yeah, I know, Coach. That is, if you’ll have me.”
The truth is, Wills had really grown up through his injury. He’d been at my side through most of the drills, coaching his own replacement better than even I could’ve done. I actually really liked the guy. He was still arrogant and kinda an asshole, but then, so was I. “The team could use your arm, Bronson.”
Wills paused, likely taking it in. “Thanks, Coach.”
I hung up with him and immediately walked into the next room where Ruby was dressing. I could call it a closet, but really it was a 12’ x 14’ bedroom that we’d turned into her walk-in closet. I still couldn’t b
elieve she’d agreed to move in with me. I felt like the luckiest guy on earth. There was only one step left.
When she turned, she took my breath away. We were going to a banquet dinner in preparation for the playoffs, and she was dressed to the nines in a floor-length, deep vee black suede dress that fit her curves in a way that made my mouth water. “Dear God, you’re hot.”
She laughed, rubbing her hands over my silk white tuxedo shirt. “You’re not so bad yourself, killer.”
I had a big thing planned later tonight, but suddenly the moment was right and I couldn’t wait. I bent on one knee, like I had so many times before as a football player. She looked at me curiously. I took a deep breath. “Marry me, Ruby.”
She gasped, staring at me with her intense eyes and those perfect lips in a ‘o’ of surprise. “What?”
“I love you. I know we had reservations on what people would think, but these last few months have been incredible. I can’t live without you in my life, don’t want to. Marry me.” I opened up the black velvet box, exposing the big diamond surrounded my little rubies that I’d had custom-made for her. She was my life. My everything. This was just the final piece.
“Yes,” she breathed, her eyes shining with tears. We kissed, and I lifted her up high, enjoying this moment. “Yes.”
And then, like the perfect football princess that she was, her next words had me laughing.
“If only we could win the Super Bowl now.”