“You’re right. I don’t. But I thought I came here to see my boyfriend and do some charity work. Maybe I’ll only do one of those.”
He huffed. “You’re serious? You’re that mad?”
I didn’t know what I was. Everything was crumbling and crashing around me like shards of shattered glass at my feet. Why was Luke doing this—making me choose between sick children and my relationship with him. Why was he arguing? Why didn’t he just take care of it?
“Maybe I am.” But I wasn’t. I wanted to see him. I had craved another look into his eyes since he was in Nashville. I’d been waiting for his lips. Desperate for his hands.
I didn’t like being backed in a corner and neither did he.
“Fuck, Alexa. You aren’t making this easy.”
“Anything else?” I sassed. “Because I’m leaving for the hospital and it’s not the kind of thing I can be late for.”
“No.”
He hung up and I stared at a dark phone. What in the hell had I just done? I fell back on the bed, letting my hair fan out around me. My eyes floated to the ceiling. I was supposed to be at the hospital soon singing and signing autographs. Those kids depended on me. Their parents counted on me to give them joy. To bring them hope and kindness.
I wiped the first and last tear that rolled from the corner of my eye and sat forward.
Luke and I didn’t fight. This felt like my heart had been bruised and pummeled. I almost couldn’t breathe. What if he walked away? What if I wasn’t worth fighting through the fight?
I walked to the bathroom to fix my makeup. Helena would be annoyed if she saw I had ruined her artwork. I’d given her more leeway with Jake in another state. My skirt was short too. I felt liberated finally wearing what I wanted.
I needed to burn through the minutes I had before the driver arrived. I wasn’t ready to see anyone. I wasn’t in any condition to cheer up children. I had to get my shit together. The realization hit me like a punch—I might be spending my nights alone from now on.
28
Luke
I hailed a taxi outside the team’s hotel. I was mad enough to kick down a door, but I wasn’t going to do that in DC. I gave him the address for the Deluxe and sat back as the driver turned every corner in this damn city. Why in the fuck were all the streets one-way?
I paid the guy and took the elevator to the top floor. This alone was a risk, but it was better than the one Alexa was willing to take.
I banged on the door.
“Helena, I’m not—”
Her crystal blue eyes locked on mine when she whipped the door open.
“What are you doing here?”
I barged past her. “We have to talk.”
“I’m going to be late to my car.” She picked up her guitar case.
I stood between her and the door. “I have to tell you something.”
I never wanted this to come out. With everything that had happened between Alexa and me it was the last thing I wanted her to know, but fucking Charlie had forced my hand.
“Can we do this later?”
“No.” I gripped the case from her and placed the guitar on the floor. I could tell it made her mad.
“Luke, let me out of here.”
I’d never done this. Any of it. Never cared. Never bothered to try it. I didn’t have to. But Alexa brought something out in me I didn’t know I liked. And because of it I had jumped in a damn cab and raced to get to her before she did something she’d regret.
“I am going to that hospital today.”
“So am I,” she countered.
“Listen. Charlie has something on me,” I admitted.
“What is it?”
“The press. All the plans to clean up my image—involving you—it’s because a girl accused me of getting her pregnant.”
I saw the instant hurt in her eyes. The betrayal. The disbelief.
“Wh-what?”
“It’s not true. None of it. I’ve never even met the girl, but it doesn’t matter. I’m going through image rehab with Charlie. And she knows about us. She knows how I feel about you. Why I’ve been so damn adamant you stay out of this.”
“Wait, she?”
I shook my head. “Yeah, Charlie’s a she. I didn’t tell you that part?”
“You never mentioned that.”
“Not the point right now. The point is she wants you to fix my problem. She knows your schedule. She knows you’re going to the hospital. If I don’t go she’s going to tell management I’m not cooperating.”
“This is too much. Another girl? Pregnant?”
“God, no. She’s not. I’ve never met her.” I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. “The only girl I’ve had that happen with is you, Alexa. I swear. You’re the only one.”
I wanted to take a step toward her, but her expression told me to hold off.
“Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“What was there to tell? Some girl made up a story about me?”
“You could have told me the real reason for the PR problem from the beginning. You could have mentioned Charlie was a woman. How much have you been holding back from me, Luke? Is there more?”
“That’s it. It’s out. You know all of it. The rest you can read online. My sins are public. And that is the truth.”
She turned from me. I looked down at her boots. She wore those things everywhere.
“I don’t know what to say right now.”
“Fuck. Neither do I. Can’t you reschedule? Go tomorrow during the game.”
“What?”
I nodded. It was the only thing that would work. I should have thought of it sooner.
“Yes. You go during the game. There’s no way Charlie can expect me to be at the hospital. And if you were really here to see me you’d never miss the game.”
“But I don’t want to miss the game. I want to see you. It’s supposed to be my first time to watch you play in person.”
There was some kind of primal instinct that kicked into my chest. The same one that made me want to shield her from hurt. The same one that told me I should beat the hell out of Jake. The one that told me she felt I was as much hers as she was mine.
“Hey, this is more important.”
I tipped her chin upward. I risked touching her.
“I’m sorry for what I said on the phone,” she whispered.
I brushed my thumb over her bottom lip. She wore more makeup than I was used to seeing her wear.
“I was an ass too.”
She kissed the pad on my thumb and sighed. “I missed you. I don’t want to be mad.”
“I don’t think this trip is turning out to be what we thought. I’m not going to be able to stay here tonight or tomorrow. You realize that.”
“What are we going to do?”
“First, call and say you need to see the kids tomorrow. Today isn’t going to work.”
“Ok.” She pulled out her phone and I waited while she changed the arrangements at the hospital.
She laid the phone down. “That’s done. They are expecting me tomorrow.”
“Good. I’ll head over there now and Charlie will get all the feel-good photo ops she wants—just not with you.”
“That’s too bad.” I saw the sadness in those baby blues. “I liked it when we did that together. You were cute with the kids.”
“I’ll have to be cute without you.” I tapped her nose. Damn, I had turned into one of those QBs—the kind who lived for kids’ camps and created their own foundations. What had Lexi done to me?
“Then there’s just one thing to do before I leave.”
Her eyes lifted. “Please tell me it’s the same thing I want.”
I pulled her into my arms. Her body fell into mine, melting into me with a softness and tenderness I didn’t know I desired before I met her. That was the thing about Alexa. Every time I was with her I learned there were things about me I didn’t know. Places under my soul that had never been touched. Emotions I’d never eve
n bothered with before her. But with her they were being cleaned off and used for the first time.
And that didn’t cover what she did to my body. My cock had never wanted another woman like this. I was already hard as steel thinking about my next few minutes with her.
“I’ve had this fantasy.” My fingers grazed over her breasts. Her nipples perked under my touch.
“What is it?” she asked.
“That I strip you down to nothing but those boots.” I yanked the shirt over her head.
“And?” she whispered.
I unclasped her bra and tossed it on the bed. Damn, her tits were fucking incredible. I didn’t want to rush through it, but I didn’t have much time.
“And I lick and suck you until you come in my mouth.”
She nodded. “And?” Her voice was quieter yet.
“And then I fuck you.” I stared into her eyes. My fingers curled under the band of her skirt and I shoved it past her thighs. She stepped out of it.
I walked her over to the king-size bed, pushing her back on the white sheets. She looked like an angel. Like the image of purity and sweetness. The good girl I had fucked until she was dirty and wild.
“These won’t go over the boots.” Her fingers trailed over the lace panties. And a damn temptress. My temptress.
“I’ll take care of that.” With a quick snatch they were ripped on the sides and opened for me.
I ran the palm of my hand over her heat. I lifted one boot and then the other over my shoulders before I dove between her legs, kissing and sucking with fervent pleasure. I lapped between her folds. Flicked over her swollen clit. Pushed my tongue inside her sweet soaked pussy before her hips bucked, betraying her body’s quick reach to climax. Fuck, she was ready for this.
The leather heels bounced on my shoulders.
“Ohh, God,” she moaned, gripping at the bed, clinging for something.
But I pried wider. Pushed harder. Sucked deeper. Until she was gone. Until we were both mindless. I slowly licked over her clit watching her vibrate under my stare.
I unbuckled my belt and popped the snap on my jeans before freeing my cock.
Her hands released the sheets and I saw the sleepy look of satisfaction on her face.
I didn’t let her revel in it long before I thrust inside her heated moaning pussy.
“Fuck, Alexa.” She felt tighter than she ever had. It was the angle. Her legs in the air. My cock bigger than it ever was.
I pumped steadily knowing I was close to the edge. I had to pull out fast before I filled her to the brim with my cum. I drove inside her, kissing her knee just above the leather on her boot.
“Oh shit,” I groaned. My belly clenched as I jerked my cock and let my release pool on her stomach.
“You don’t have to do that anymore.” She sat up to kiss me. “I swear I’ve been good about my birth control.”
I kissed her roughly. “You should have told me before.”
“Round two?” she teased.
I pulled my jeans up and fastened them. “No, I’ve got to get out of here.”
“Wait.” She sat up quickly, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I don’t want you to go. I’m not ready. It’s been two weeks. This isn’t enough time.”
I hung my head. There wasn’t a fucking thing I could do about it. I wasn’t going to dwell on it. There was no point.
“Baby, don’t make this harder on yourself.” I pulled her hands from my neck.
“Don’t you want to stay?”
I clasped the buckle into place. “Of course I want to stay. But I have a game tomorrow. I can’t stay up all night. And Charlie is on to this.” I pointed between us. “This is my way of keeping our deal until the red carpet.”
She pouted. And it was the prettiest damn pout I’d ever seen. God, I wanted those lips. To kiss them. To fuck them. She was killing me. I knew she’d let me come down her throat. I closed my eyes.
“I’ll text you later.” I tried to walk to the door, but her naked body clung to me.
“No, don’t go yet. A few more minutes. Take a shower with me? At least help me clean off.”
I looked at her glistening belly. I had done that.
I yanked the shirt over my head. “Ten-minute shower and then I’m out of here.”
She smiled victoriously. “Wait until you see this shower.”
I laughed. I think we both knew no one in this room gave a shit about what the shower looked like. Once we were in it we wouldn’t even see it.
29
Alexa
The water cascaded on my shoulders. Luke lathered the green tea body wash on my back. I leaned into him, feeling the warmth of his skin and the slickness of the water between us. His hands coasted up to my nipples, pinching and twisting them with dabs of bubbles.
“Feels good,” I moaned. I hope he hadn’t set a timer. We were already way past his ten-minute curfew.
I knew he couldn’t stay. And his intentions were good. He was trying to spare me the fall out I didn’t want before we had a winning plan in place. For that I loved him. My eyes sparked and my belly flipped. Was I thinking this was love? Was it?
Had I actually fallen in love with Luke Canton? The edge of him was sharper than any blade I had been near. The man had sliced under my skin, freeing me. Yet, I wanted more. I knew that. He knew it. We had risked everything to be together. Did that define love? Was he in love with me too? My consuming crush had re-ordered everything in my life. Nothing could stop me from needing the rush he gave me. Needing the place he created where I could soar. He was my love song.
I didn’t care if the song was blurry or rough. That it wasn’t like everyone else’s song. This was the one we wrote together.
I spun to face him.
“What?” he asked.
“I-I was just thinking.” I wanted to tell him. To confess how he had inexplicably changed my life.
New lyrics popped in my head. The words that would tell the world he was mine. I thought about jumping out of the shower and jotting them down in my journal, but Luke leaned down to kiss me. The song could wait.
“I’ve got to get going.” He reached around me to turn off the water.
“Wait.” I stopped him.
I eyed him as I sank to my knees. The water soaked my hair and slid down my back. The steam billowed around me. We both liked our showers hot.
His stare became hungry and dark. I was nose-level to his rod of a shaft. I’d dreamed about this moment. Fantasized about giving him this kind of satisfaction. How he would look at me when I took him in my mouth. How he would sound. How his body would react to my control. I was going to give him the best blow job of his life. At least I was going to try to.
His hand reached for the back of my head. My lips parted. He let me take a second to taste the tip of saltiness, swirling it in my mouth. But it was only a second before his need for me, took over. He thrust between my lips with sudden intensity and I sucked hard against his cock, tilting my head to take him all in at once.
In and out, his silky skin slid creating delicious friction. My hands pressed and tugged at his balls, forcing him to growl and hiss. He jerked violently forward and I smiled. His hips rocked with forceful rhythm.
“Fuck, Alexa. Fuck.”
His fingers laced through my hair, pressing himself deep in my throat when I felt him clench and convulse in my mouth. I tried not to gag as the cum filled my throat and made its way to my stomach. I sucked again.
He pulled out as his back slammed against the wall.
“Oh shit. Shit.” He huffed, trying to catch his breath.
I licked my lips. “Was that ok?”
“I’m not staying any longer.” He eyed me seriously.
I pressed my cheek to his chest. I could hear his heart firing rapidly.
“I know. I just wanted you to have something to remember.”
He laughed. “Yeah, I think I’ll fucking remember.”
***
Helena sat next to me on the flu
ffy hotel bed. We had ordered an entire tray of room service desserts. We were both exhausted from our shopping excursion. Half of the silver trays had been picked through.
As promised, we had posted pictures and videos as we made our way through DC. I posed with fans and signed a few autographs. I’d managed to find a few things I thought Luke would like too. Helena bought them for me, explaining to the cashiers that her brothers loved sunglasses and vintage T-shirts.
My boots rested in the corner of the closet. I didn’t think I would ever look at them the same way again after I had seen them bounce over Luke’s bulging shoulders. I hadn’t decided, but his shoulders might be my favorite part of his body. They were strong and wide. I loved running my fingers over them, feeling the contact of his rigid muscles underneath my touch. I sighed.
“What is it?” Helena stabbed the double espresso chocolate cake with a fork.
I smiled. “Nothing.”
“You have it so, so bad.”
“I do. I really do. And I’m not sorry.”
“You shouldn’t be. I’m glad you’re doing something for yourself.”
I opened another lid and attacked a raspberry torte. “I run a multi-million-dollar company. I have a new athletic line that I’m getting ready to launch. My footwear brand is doing almost twice the numbers that were projected. I’ve been nominated for every possible CYA category I could.” I took a bite. “If I can do all that. I can be with Luke.”
I don’t know when I had traveled so far into the shadows that I had forgotten who I was. It took determination and unrelenting drive to make it to the top. I was the girl who had worked her ass off to get there. Jake had somehow pushed me out of the way of my own success. I had to own that. I let him do that to me. I stepped to the side while he started to take possession of what were my victories. That wasn’t going to happen anymore.
“Hell yeah, you can.” Helena grinned.
We both jumped when my phone buzzed.
“Is it Jake or Luke?” she asked.
My lovesick grin gave it away.
“Ok, I’m going back to my room so you can talk to him, but I’m taking the rest of this cake.” She plucked the platter from the cart and walked out.
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