Playing for Keeps

by Whiskey Starr

  Walking over to Hunter she said his name. However, she didn’t expect him to react the way he did. He jumped about eight feet out of his chair and dropped his controller.

  “Shelly, what the hell, I thought you were sleeping. You scared the shit out of me. Damn, woman.” He sat down and she couldn’t help but laugh at him. The big scary bad boy rocker got scared of little her.

  “Sorry, I didn’t mean to. You okay?”

  “Yeah, I’m fine, couldn’t sleep.” He walked over to her and gave her a small hug as if he was trying to comfort her. “You okay, you hurting? Want me to get you something?” He ran his arms down her arms and back up before holding her hurt wrist. However, at the moment, the only thing she was thinking was how his hands felt on her flesh. A fire burned her skin where he touched and cooled when they left her.

  “A little sore but I can get it. I will let you play with your game.” She went to turn but he grabbed her arm holding her in place.

  “I’ll go with you.” It seemed like he wanted to say more but nothing came out. Instead she nodded and turned to go to the kitchen. Once in there she found the light switch and the area filled with a bright light. Blinking a couple of times as her eyes got used to it, she grabbed the small bottle and went to open it. However, the damn childproof cap seemed to be too much for her. Growling in frustration, Hunter laughed and took the bottle from her.

  “Here, Red, let me help you.” He twisted and soon spilled out two pills into his hands then passed them to her. She took them while Hunter went to the fridge and pulled out a juice container and a cup. He poured her a small cup before handing it to her. “Here drink this with it.” It came out more of a command. Without saying anything she took it and smiled.

  “Thanks, Hunter,” Shelly stated, before she set the glass down.

  “Anything, Red, especially since I get to look at you right now. I love your PJs.” Confused she looked down at herself. Sure enough, she was wearing damn Betty Boop pants, and a small tank top with no bra. Immediately she covered herself with her arms.

  “Shit, I’m, crap, can you like turn around or something.”

  “Oh, I’m not going to do it. I really like the view, or the one I had a few second ago.” He walked to her, almost stalking her like a panther would his prey. His normal blue eyes became eclipsed as his eyes dilated. “Damn, Red, I don’t think I can sleep now.”

  Her voice wavered some. “Umm, well I heard drinking warm milk helps,” she suggested, however she didn’t think he would take up the suggestion.

  “Oh I am going to have a snack all right, but it’s not milk.” Before she knew it he was next to her. Holding her face tenderly, he leaned down to her. Her mind was in a spin. She didn’t want to lead him on, especially since she knew he was used to having women all the time. Sex was something special for her, it was stupid to think that way, but it was. However when Hunter kissed her, all reasoning left her. She no longer cared about anything, the only thing she wanted was to feel more of him.

  Putting her hands on his chest, she rubbed the small smattering of hair there as Hunter’s hands grabbed her ass. He deepened the kiss as he devoured her moans and small cries of pleasure. Within seconds a light switched and Hunter grabbed her ass hard lifting her with what seemed like little effort before making her sit on the counter. He pushed his way between her open thighs, pushing aside her PJs and making it easy to feel his erection push onto her throbbing clit. Breaking from the kiss she moved her head to the side as he continued to kiss her neck. Over and over again he licked and nibbled her while he pushed himself into her.

  “I want you so fucking much, baby. I want to be inside you. Say yes,” his pleading words stopped her. She didn’t think and before she could say anything, she found herself pushing away from him.

  “I can’t, Hunter, God I’m sorry. I’m not ready for sex. Not now, not like this.” It felt wrong to her for some reason. Maybe because she wanted to be different with him. She wanted the nasty dirty sex too but the desire to be in bed with him overwhelmed her more.

  “God, Red, I’m so sorry. I’m thinking with my cock. But damn it if you don’t keep me rock hard.” He proved his point by pushing himself into her making her whimper. Fuck, she didn’t know if she could hold off.

  “Not yet, Hunter. I don’t want to sleep with you on the kitchen counter.”

  “Fuck, you’re right, baby. I’m sorry. Come on, let’s get you to bed.” He lifted her off the counter, then adjusted himself or at least tried in his sweatpants.

  “I’m not tired,” she stated. She couldn’t sleep with her libido screaming at her to get fucked deep and hard. “I can watch you play if you want.” She really didn’t want to, zombies scared her.

  “Or you can play too.”

  “Oh I don’t think so. Those damn things scare me.” She joked and both of them walked into the game room.

  Hunter was hurting so bad. Never had he ever experienced a case of blue balls. It was easy to avoid it when he had endless pussy. However, he wanted Shelly. He didn’t think he could get it up with someone else. Here he was, walking into the game room where he was taking his frustration out on zombies and people who got in his way. He really couldn’t sleep. Jacking off didn’t work very long and now was even worse. Her saying she was scared of zombies made him smile. He hadn’t ever met someone who was.

  “Okay, Red, it’s not an issue. How about a movie then we can watch anything?”

  “Really, you don’t mind?”

  “Nah, I don’t mind. Is there anything you want to watch?”

  “Nope, I’m not too picky.”

  “Okay, well how about Thor?”

  “Really, it would be awesome. I love the movie. He is so hot.” Stopping what he was doing midway, he looked back at her as she sat down.

  “Did you really just say that in front of me?” Lifting an eyebrow he watched as she covered her mouth and a deep red came over her pale skin.

  “Shit, sorry, umm, how about we forget I said it okay?”

  “I won’t forget it but I will watch the movie with you, but now you have to sit by yourself.” He pouted.

  “Hunter, come on, stop. I didn’t mean it. Look, he is hot and so are you. Hell all the people in the movies and many bands are hot. You have three other hotties in your band as well.”

  “Well, maybe but still.” He continued to pout as the movie started and she laughed.

  “You are such a goober.”

  “Whatever,” he replied playfully. The movie started and both of them sat silently for about a half hour before he got uncomfortable. Standing up he moved next to her on the large couch. Grabbing her he placed her between his legs before grabbing the blanket off the chair he just vacated pulling it over them.

  “Better?” she laughed but the truth was he was. She felt good sitting with him.

  “Yup.” He didn’t need to say more. The movie went on and both of them just lay there comfortably. As the credits rolled, he looked down and she was sound asleep. Unable to stop himself, he moved a stray piece of hair from her face. She looked so peaceful. Not wanting to wake her, he looked around the room. She had done an amazing job decorating, he felt comfortable in his own home. Even growing up it didn’t feel comfortable. Nothing was his, everything was in its place and he would get in trouble if it was out of sorts.

  Deciding he didn’t really want to take a chance and wake her, he shifted slightly so he could lie down and lifted her. Closing his eyes he held onto her and was finally able to sleep.

  He woke with the sound of buzzing. Opening his eyes he blinked, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Looking around he remembered he was in the playroom, with Shelly. Shelly. She was now lying on top of him completely asleep and snoring softly. Hearing the buzz again he spotted his phone on the ground. Grabbing it he noticed several texts from Joey asking how Shelly was feeling and if she was okay. Sending a quick text reply he dropped the phone. Shelly started to stir and green eyes blinked up at him.

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p; “Good morning, Red.” He smirked.

  “Oh God, I’m sorry, Hunter, I didn’t mean to sleep on you or fall asleep.”

  “It’s okay, I like having you as my own personal blanket,” he joked. He went to lift his head to kiss her but she stopped, putting her hand over her mouth.

  “Oh God, I have morning breath, I’m sorry.” The comment and her shocked expression made him laugh.

  “You’re fine, Red. How about a shower and then I’ll make you some breakfast.” She nodded but still covered her mouth. “Let me take this off so it doesn’t get wet.” He unwrapped her wrist and it was bruised and still slightly swollen. “There you go. Go shower but be careful. I’ll wrap it when you’re done.”

  “Okay.” They stood and as she started to head to the stairs he couldn’t help it, and he reached down and smacked her delectable ass. She yelped in surprise making his morning. Waiting until he heard her door shut he ran into his room, he too needed a quick shower. Faster than he thought he could have, he was in and out.

  Once in the kitchen he pulled out the few items he had and made them some scrambled eggs and toast while he planned to get to know Shelly better.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Shelly was mortified. She woke up all nice and warm snuggled with Hunter and just as he was about to kiss her she closed her mouth, and it felt like rough sandpaper, and knew her breath had to stink. God, he must think she was losing it. After what happened in the kitchen last night, her damn body was vibrating with tension. She could masturbate but with her luck¸ she would yell out his name and he would barge into the bathroom. Nope, she just needed to clean up and head downstairs. Resigned to her fate she washed and dressed having an issue with the damn pants. Giving up she grabbed a gypsy skirt and a shirt that matched. She wasn’t doing any lifting or anything so she felt okay with her choice. However, when she went to pull her wet hair into a ponytail she found it rather difficult with her wrists. She didn’t even have a blow dryer. Damn her wrist. She really did a number on it, maybe she should get it checked out. She hadn’t been out of work too long so her medical was still covered until the end of the month. Looking at it and the wonderful techno colors she had she thought could wait until Monday if she needed.

  Walking downstairs, Hunter was already in the kitchen working on what looked like eggs in one of his new pans. Two plates lay out on the small bar area with forks in both spots.

  “Hey, Red, breakfast is almost done. Have a seat.” He pointed to the plates and spooned the eggs onto each of them before grabbing the toast as it popped up and buttered both.

  “Coffee?” he asked.

  “Please.” He once again did everything, bringing her a cup of the wonderful smelling coffee, milk, and sugar.

  “Red, why is your hair all wet?” He was really looking at her.

  “Don’t have a dryer and can’t put it into a pony. So it’s this for right now.”

  “Well eat, then I can wrap your wrist and help you.” He didn’t ask her but commanded it. Making her coffee the way she liked, she watched as he covered his eggs in hot sauce before eating them. Unable to look away she watched as he ate quickly.

  “What?” He looked up when he realized he was being stared at.

  “Do you want a little egg with your hot sauce?”

  “Oh, well I like things differently. I got used to things like this as a kid and sometimes food on the road sucks. Hot sauce makes things taste better to me.” He smirked. Laughing, she ate her food and together they sat quietly. Once they finished, he took their plates putting them into the dishwasher.

  “Come on, Red, I have a blow dryer in my bathroom and I can fix your hair and wrap your wrist back up.” He took her uninjured hand, pulling her along to only stopping long enough in her room to let her grab her hair brush and a hair tie. Once in his room she stopped. She actually hadn’t been in his room. It felt weird to enter it without him in it. But what shocked her the most was his bed was made and right in the middle was a small pillow. She walked over to it and grabbed it. It was sweet and homemade. Holding it up she smiled.

  “Emma made it for me. I think I told you about my date the other day. She makes them for kids who are at the hospital. She made me one.” His smile was so endearing.

  “It’s beautiful and I think this is the perfect place for it.” She set it carefully right in the middle of the bed before she followed him into his bathroom again. His bathroom was larger than hers and the other guest rooms. He somehow grabbed a chair and brought it with them.

  “Sit,” he commanded. She went to say something but his playful smile made her do it. He knelt beside her and holding her wrist very delicately, he slowly wrapped it up in the ace wrap Sky provided. Once done he planted a small kiss on it as if wishing it better. Just as she went to say thank you, Hunter stood and reached into a drawer and pulled out a large black hair dryer. Keeping her mouth shut, she watched as he grabbed her brush and worked it through her hair. He seemed to know what he was doing and before she knew it, her hair was dry and he was putting it into a braid.

  “You know how to do hair?”

  “Well, kinda. My Granny had trouble when she got older and needed help. I had to learn. But don’t tell anyone.” He winked at her making her laugh. The more he talked about himself the more she realized there was more to him.

  Standing up she kissed him on the cheek, catching him by surprise.

  “What was that for?” He grabbed onto her arms holding her in front of him.

  “To say thank you. You have done so much for me and I appreciate it.” Offering him a sweet smile, he actually seemed to blush some.

  “Well, if anything I should be saying sorry. I was the reason you got into this mess and then it was because of me you fell. But I’m not sorry for getting to know you better.” He took a half a step in front of her making his chest touch her breast. Like a flip of a switch her sexual light bulb clicked on and she was humming with anticipation.

  “Hunter, I don’t think…” He silenced her by putting his finger over her lips.

  “Maybe you should stop thinking, Shelly. Sometimes we just need to feel and see what’s right in front of us.” He lowered his head and kissed her tenderly. It was as if he was memorizing her lips and the taste of her. She wanted this, more than she thought she did. Hunter could have gone out many times and gotten someone else yet here he was taking care of her. Brushing, braiding her hair, and caring for her in his home. Finally he cracked the last of her resolve when he moved to her neck and nipped a tender spot sending a zap straight to her pussy. Her moan turned him on and the kiss deepened turning into need. Giving in, she allowed him to move her and before it registered, she was laying on her back on his bed with him half laying on her, half on the side.

  No more words were said as his large hands cupped her breasts making them swell with anticipation. Arching herself into him, she could almost feel him smiling as her shirt was suddenly bunched up by her neck and then it was off her. His hands seemed to be nimble as they worked quickly, unclasping her bra. However, even though his hands roamed her body his lips never left her skin. He was kissing and sucking her neck and nipping and biting into her flesh until he reached her left nipple, sucking it into his mouth hard, making her moan and her pussy cream with need.

  “Fuck me, Red, you have the best tits. One day I’m going to fuck them and come all over you.” Biting one, he moved to the other with his hands twisting and pulling her nipples, elongating them.

  Hunter never felt so alive. One minute he was doing her hair and then she kissed him. Her sweet smell of wild flowers filled his nose and her pouty lips drew him in. Her taste exploded on his tongue and his mind went blank. When she didn’t balk at him moving her to the bed, he just went with it. After nights alone in his bed he needed her. Taking her rose colored nipple into his mouth, her gasps and moans made his cock strain with need. He had on a pair of jeans and he wished to God right now he had just left his sweats on.

  Sucking her nipple again, he mo
ved his hand down her body until he reached her skirt. It was one of those weird flowing ones and he was able to pull it bunching the material up. He could smell her arousal and it seemed to fuel his own fire. Her body bowed and arched under his touch as her hand gripped his back and shoulder.

  Running his hands down he moved to cover her mound. She denied him access to her pussy by a flimsy piece of lace. It wasn’t going to stop him. When he got something into his mind, he went for it and didn’t give up until he got it, and right now he needed her. He could feel her damp panties as he ran his finger along her lips. Moving down her body his desire to taste her overwhelmed everything in him. With her skirt still up, he grabbed into the side of panties and pulled them until she was free from their confinements. She was smooth, and absolutely perfect. Her pink lips couldn’t hide her arousal as they sparkled with her cream.

  “Damn, Red, your so fucking wet. I’m going to eat you up until you scream my name.” A small whimper escaped her as he parted her outer lips to expose the prettiest pussy he had ever seen. Taking a finger, he rubbed up and down on her clit watching her move to try to gain more friction.

  Flattening his tongue, he played with her clit before taking one long lick savoring her taste. Sweet and salty and all woman. “Fuck me, baby, you taste so damn good. I could eat you every day and never get full.” Again he continued to lick her, eating her pussy while she thrashed above him. Her hands wound up in his hair, pulling him as she moved her hips to try to get closer. He could tell she was getting close. Inserting one finger he began to fuck her with it until she grew wetter and he pushed another one in. Over and over he increased his rhythm, finger fucking her as he ate her. Reaching deep inside he searched for the magic button that would set her off. A spongy spot deep inside he knew every woman had. Just when he was about to pull out, he ran his finger over the roof of her sex and she jumped. Not able to keep his joy to himself he sucked on her clit and did it again and again.