Romance: Seducing The Quarterback

by Stacie Duncan

  It was the usual view she would see whenever Sasha was in his office. And often times, his reaction would always be the same, it became tiresome. Sometimes, she wished he would give into Sasha’s advances, or if not, reconsider his thoughts and feeling for her twin. That was the only solution to their growing inner conflict. But she could only wish halfheartedly. Somewhere, at the back of her mind, she had hoped for something else.

  She closed the window on the screen when Sasha left his office. After a refreshing cold water drink, she proceeded with her work. The security micro teams had sent in their reports for the day and she had completed her report as well. The day went well, she couldn’t wait to head home and rest. She badly needed to unload the stuff in her chest that lingered after the conversation with August.

  Walking down the hallway that led to the elevator, she met August walking rather quickly towards the same way, followed closely behind by Sasha.

  “You can’t skip dinner; you gave me your word.”

  Okay. So he was at it again.

  “I won’t.”

  “Good. Now there has been a change of plans.”

  Chapter Three

  Scarlet sat uneasily on the front seat of the car. August hadn’t told her where they were going, but she guessed the driver already knew where since they drove away from the office building right after both of them were seated.

  He insisted that she sat with him at the back, however, she was firm on keeping the boss-bodyguard relationship while they were still outside the confines of his mansion. As much as possible, she wanted to limit the number of people who knew about their living arrangement to prevent unnecessary rumors from spreading and to strongly block media from digging into their private affairs.

  A billionaire boss living with his secretary and personal bodyguard, would be a setup which she didn’t want to happen. The secrets held within the walls of the mansion, the same secret that kept them together in one roof since childhood, should remain just that, secrets.

  “Don’t you want to ask why Sasha isn’t with us?”

  Yes, she was dying to ask him why her sister, who had a gloomy aura and piercing gaze just a while ago, had to ride in a different service car bound to a different direction. But instead, she glanced at his way through the rear view mirror.

  “She needs to take care of an annoying mutt. His intrusive ways of acquiring some business and incessant demand for a business meeting had finally bothered me. Sasha can perfectly handle him.”

  She must admit, her twin was more than an eye candy. She can be seductive and compassionate as well as being atrocious and vile. And she has tricks up her sleeves when dealing with men. These were the qualities they were different in so many levels.

  Though tough and determined, she, on the other hand, was a softy. She was good at setting rules and effectively implementing discipline and order, but she had never embraced her femininity. Well, she stopped being a hopeful young woman and became a chevalier of her own self.

  “What are you thinking about?” he asked in a soft voice.

  “Nothing.”

  “You’re doing it again, thinking less of yourself.”

  She rested her head on the window and stared at nothing in particular outside. There was no point in denying it, he would just insist on the idea which would lead to a conversation that would only stress her out.

  “Sometimes, I wish you didn’t know me that well so I can keep to myself some thoughts I do not want to share. Sometimes, it would be better if you would just look away from me for once.”

  “Do you really mean that, Allie?”

  She shut her eyes tight. He was the only one who called her by that name and it came to be when they were young and confused. There was a time in their youth that they weren’t seeing each other as playmates, or as brother and sister, but as a beautiful person from the opposite gender. They had nearly committed an irrevocable act out of lust if not for Sasha’s intervention.

  Her twin climbed up the tree house at the back of the mansion at the right time. August was giving her lessons about how to treat her womanly needs, which she willingly accepted and eagerly applied right away. He was her first kiss, first crush, and perhaps her first love. A first of so many things. He showered her with affection and spent more time with her than Sasha. Those days were probably the time Sasha had developed what she later called the ‘August complex’.

  “I don’t think you do. You’re probably scared. Scared to try again, to give in one more time...”

  “Let’s no talk about this. Cancel whatever plans you have. I want to go back to the mansion.”

  “Running away again, Allie?”

  “Will you just stop! For heaven’s sake, August. This isn’t the appropriate time.”

  “There is never an appropriate time whenever I want to talk to you about us. Reasons. You have a lot, as a matter of fact, enough for you to keep avoiding this conversation. So, please tell me, when exactly is the right time, Scarlet?”

  “No! I refuse to talk about this. We should head back to the mansion.”

  There was a sudden pang at the back of her head. As stressful as the repetitive confrontation that never got resolved, she would avoid further lengthening it. Yes, she would run away if that was the only way for him to get off her back.

  “Mr. Mitchells, Scarlet, we’re being followed,” the driver broke the tension between them while constantly glancing at his side mirror.

  Scarlet put aside her inner turmoil to focus immediately on the situation at hand. She got carried away by her own emotions she had brought her guard down. This was the reason why she didn’t want her personal feelings to get mixed up while doing her job. She completely loses her sense of alertness.

  She instructed the driver to turn right on the next intersection instead of heading straight. They needed to be in a busy street to minimize the chances of being attacked by whoever was following them.

  As she continued to direct the driver where to go, the car that was chasing them, had sped up and was now at par with their car. She couldn’t see who were inside the black SUV because the windows were tinted. But their intention was made clear when one window rolled down revealing a high powered gun aimed at them.

  “Get down!”

  She took off her seatbelt and jumped at the back of the car to protectively cover August with her body.

  “You need to beat the red light, Lionel.”

  The driver stepped on the gas to push their engine to more. Their car was zigzagging through the pile of cars in the less crowded street.

  Their attacker hadn’t fired a single shot yet, but she knew the moment they slowed down, it’s either the car will be filled with big holes or will be blown to pieces. She needed to think of a way to at least save August.

  “Listen...”

  “No, you listen to me. Whatever you’re thinking, it won’t happen. We are all getting out of this alive. Do you hear me, Scarlet?”

  “I need you safe.”

  “And I will be. But no suicidal attempts, do you hear me?”

  She glanced at him with fear. It was not helpful that she was having ill feelings, thankfully August was looking at her with hope reflected in his eyes. And he was waiting for her to respond so she nodded.

  “Good.”

  He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and took the gun from her hand.

  “I have already turned on the security alarm in this car. Policemen and one of our private security group will be with us in a few. I want you to remain calm and keep your focus straight ahead. Don’t mind anything else.”

  “Okay.”

  She nodded and snuggled closer to him. The warmth of his body, his natural scent, both were too familiar. Too comfortable it made her relax despite the situation. His touch had always made her feel secure and protected. Years may have left a scar in her, but it didn’t take away the familiar bond she once shared with him.

  Soon enough, their private security was able to catch up with the car chase.
The presence of a backup car had alerted the attackers and a shot was fired at their direction. Luckily, the driver was quick enough to swerve the car a little to the right, the bullet landed on one of the back tires.

  The loud screeching of the car echoed through the night. And just like that, the attackers finally left them. The police cars were now hot on their trails.

  Scarlet winced in pain as their car rolled twice on the dirt before stopping upside down. The pounding of her heart was ringing loudly it made her breathing labored. Glancing up, she saw an unconscious August with one of his arm still wrapped protectively around her.

  “August? Wake up.”

  The lightly slapped his cheek in the hopes of waking him up, but his eyes remained closed. Her fear had escalated to horror at the thought of losing him. She kicked the windows with her shoes to break the glass. When she succeeded, she crawled out of the car and ran to the other side.

  The door didn’t budge when she tried opening it so she had to break the glass window as well.

  “August! Hang in there. I’ll get you out.”

  Grabbing his jacket, she pulled his unconscious body out of the car. He was a tall man with medium sized, well-toned body. His weight was no joke she wasn’t making progress in pulling him out.

  “Wake up! August, wake up! Why are you so heavy!”

  She tried pulling him out again, but her strength didn’t stand a chance against his weight. Frustration was starting to build up. She wanted to cry as she continued to wake him up when a slippery red liquid was gradually gliding down his neck and into her hands.

  “No! No! No! Wake up! Wake up!”

  Chapter Four

  August had a deep cut on the upper right side of his forehead. Despite the amount of blood that gushed out of his wound, Scarlet decided not to bring him to the hospital. Instead, she called their family doctor and had him tend to his wounds at the mansion. Since she hadn’t figured out yet who had sent those men after them that night, it would only be wise to keep him away from the public and the mansion was the safest place for him and everyone else.

  His room was dim even with the night lamp switched on. A day had already passed by since the accident and she only saw him awake once for a few minutes. The doctor had to keep him sedated for his wounds to completely heal and for his body to recover.

  Seeing him peacefully sleeping with a bandage on his forehead, she was aching inside. She was never lenient with the security measures every time they were out of the mansion. And the one time she unintentionally dropped her guard down because she got caught up with her own emotions, was the same time he nearly lost his life. How could she have become so careless?

  “Please tell me you’re not crying,” August whispered with a croaky voice. His eyes were half closed, but he was facing her.

  “How are you feeling?”

  It was better to focus on his health at the moment. She could deal with other things later when he recovers.

  “It feels like I have a cut right here.”

  He touched the bandage on his head and rubbed it gently. After blinking a few times, he sat up and rested his back against the headboard. Stretching out his hand, he gestured for her to hold it and join him on the bed.

  “I’m too weak to take advantage of you right now. Besides, I don’t bite.”

  She sighed in relief knowing he was doing well with his recovery, seeing he was still a tease. It wouldn’t be a risk for him if she would do what he wanted and so she accepted his hand and carefully climbed up the bed. Initially, she wanted to sit at the end of the bed, but August pulled her with more than enough force, she lost her balance.

  Scarlet landed on top of him with her hands pushing against his chest for support. Looking up, she found him staring down at her with a desire on his eyes. A smile formed on his lips as he held her in place by the waist. He then brushed her hair with one hand as he slowly lowered his face to kiss her.

  Stopping just a few inches away from her lips, he allowed himself to appreciate her beauty. It was visible in his expression that he had been wanting and waiting to hold her like that again. He had been very patient with the things she stood for and he was considerate enough to give her freedom to choose the kind of life she wanted to have, regardless of the fact that both she and Sasha didn’t have control over their lives anymore. They were bound to serve the Mitchells.

  “I miss you so much, Allie.”

  His hot breath tickled her senses as he whispered those words on her ear. His hand that was caressing her cheek earlier had trailed down to her lower back, pulling her closer to him. It made her gasped both in surprise and anticipation. And it was all he needed to finally kiss her.

  Scarlet nearly moaned when his lips touched hers. They were warm and gentle against her trembling lips. He slowly sucked her lower lip at first, but soon it became more aggressive prompting her to respond back with the same intensity. His tongue slowly snaked its way inside her mouth, tickling her inner self. This time, she moaned as she relaxed and freed herself from the reservations she had put up for so long.

  His kiss was too familiar she could almost guess how her body would react to his advances. The memories from the past, their youthful desires that took over them one fateful afternoon flooded her mind. It was just like how they were before.

  She wrapped her hand around his neck as he sat up and cradled her in his lap. When they pulled away for air, she saw the sparkle in his eyes that she had not seen for years. Those bright and soulful eyes that looked at her with adoration which gave her a sense of belongingness. She smiled genuinely this time and moved to kiss him again.

  His hands crawled inside her shirt, gently rubbed every part of her skin. The friction of the contact pleasured her substantially she just had to mimic his hand movements. Seconds later, her shirt was already on the floor.

  Gently, her body sank on the mattress together with his. She stared at the ceiling while he explored the corners of her shoulders, down to the center of her body. Her breathing had become heavy and frequent, her skin started to burn. The moist that his lips left as he marked her skin with his tongue was like gasoline that was on fire.

  “I want to make love to you tonight.” He whispered again while his lips were pressed lightly on hers.

  “Will you be okay?”

  His wounds hadn’t healed yet and the light blue bruises all over his upper body still looked fresh. Making love to her might harm him.

  “I will feel much better if you allow me to. There’s nothing you can’t heal within me.”

  He kissed her again, biting her pinkish lips. He was an expert teaser and she would often fall for it, even until now. She smiled and urged him to continue.

  Putting aside logic and critical thinking, she would worry about the aftermath after the deed was done. But for now, she would savor the moment and accept his love. What mattered at the moment was her growing need for him inside her.

  August didn’t waste time in bathing her with words of love and promise. He pulled down the remaining cloth wrapped around her hips while continuously playing with the skin just above her womanhood. She gasped as he traced the outer layers that covered her aching needs. He was touching her down there like a delicate flower, smoothly getting in and out of her using his fingers.

  She had to stifle a labored groan, whatever he was doing to her with his hands were driving her mad. The gentle entries of his fingers were making her squirm, she had to pull out a few strands of his hair, which made him stop. He raised his head to look at her.

  “I need you. Right now.

  He smiled seductively at her before crawling up to kiss her again. This time he had the sense of urgency, as if he was suddenly in a hurry to enter her. As he hastily removed his own clothing, the bruises he obtained from the accident were now bothering him. He had stopped to hold his chest.

  “Are you hurting?”

  “I’m fine.”

  “Are you sure? Maybe this isn’t...Ahh!”

  Scarlet’s ey
es grew wide as she was caught in surprise. He got inside her without any reservation or care for himself. Despite the discomfort he was feeling, it didn’t stop him or his manhood from wanting her so badly.

  “August...” Her whisper was a mixture of overflowing desire and genuine concern for him

  “Shhh...”

  He began pushing and pulling inside her with a beat she hadn’t expected would come out so soon. He was fully ready and lustfully hard inside her. His thrusts were pounding her down to the bed making her hold unto him dearly for support.

  “Slow... Ah... You have to...”

  Whatever she was about to say was drowned away by her pleasured moans. He was on it and going for the finish line soon. There was no time to waste, he was almost there as she was about to explode. Her moans died down and was replaced with an outcry of intense glory.

  She was nearing her climax and the convulsive pleasure she was having while he pounded her a little harder than the last every time he pushed inside her made her body arc upward.

  “August...”

  “Scream for me, Allie.”

  She couldn’t explain in words the ecstatic pleasurable sensation she had going inside her when she finally exploded. She just had wrapped her legs around his to keep him deep inside her. And with a few more thrusts, he followed her.

  Chapter Five

  It’s been a week since the accident and they were now back to their usual routine. August’s wound had healed and his bruises were all gone.

  After the night she spent with him, made love with him until the break of dawn, she made sure there won’t be a chance, even the slightest, for them to have some time alone. She had already given into her desires, of which she had violated her own principle and broke her promise. That was enough and shouldn’t happen again.

  She knew August had been trying to have her all to himself again and she definitely saw the hurt in his eyes every time she avoided being with him. Thankfully, Sasha was quick enough to notice his actions, she immediately made moves to keep him away. Her sister’s jealousy was an effective weapon.