I picked her up and hugged her. “Hey beautiful. How was school?” I asked.
“I learned a new song.” She told me eagerly.
I nodded. “You can sing it to me later ok?” she nodded in agreement.
Mel walked over as she waved goodbye to Coach. “Ready?” she asked and I nodded.
Mel stayed true to her word and made me stew chicken with yellow rice and corn. Essie was all smiles that she was on duty and didn’t have any work to do. She just hung out with us and played with Shakira. Dinner was good as hell and I love watching Mel in my kitchen. Kira and Mel came to my room and we watched episodes of SpongeBob until they both passed out. I kissed both of them on the forehead and cut the TV and lights and joined them in sleep.
Mel came with me to practice regularly and I secretly enjoyed it. I liked having her around all the time, we pretty much spent our days together. We just won our second game and the team was going out to celebrate. Mel went back to the house with Shakira and I decided to go out, it’s been a while for me. We got a VIP section and we received bottles immediately. This is what life was like when people knew you everywhere they tended to treat us like gods. We weren’t there for even ten minutes and Pat had the area filled with scantily clad groupies. They were all the damn same, they were all looking to come out with a story, baby, or check from partying with us. They see us and they see dollar signs… straight gold diggers. They always gravitated to me, I was a star player and there were no secrets in this life. They knew how much I was worth and how much I made from playing not to mention the media has already dug into my past more than enough times that it is also public knowledge that I already had my own money… millions. Between what uncle Dean and my parents left me well… I was already sitting with close to a hundred million. I had no idea that they were even that loaded back then. It’s not like we spent a lot of money or flashed it around but it’s insane the amount of money they had. Lucy’s dad James is also loaded as all hell and has trust’s for all of us that we haven’t the slightest details. James is so chill and laid back and frugal that he has to be like a damn billionaire. He doesn’t spend money unless he has to, he only splurges on us and the kids… and Sam. Landon was of course loaded, money from his dad and with his football deals… then you have Lucy who’s an artist and already made over $100 million from selling her work. Mel… well I don’t know the details of her account, but her family has money. Not to mention I know she makes more than enough to live damn comfortably. I never asked, but I know for sure just her work with me was well into the hundreds of thousands, if not millions. I had Phil handle that, but I didn’t want the details once I knew who it was. The one thing I know is that Shakira will be set for life, but I also don’t want her to become so involved in it. There are people who would see the dollar signs and figure they didn’t need to do anything. I still wanted her to get an education and do what she loved. I don’t care if she went the route of volunteer work, as long as it’s something and she’s not just letting her life waste away.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when a hand landed on my thigh. “You’re hot.” A girl purred in my ear.
I turned my head to take her in. Her breasts were on display since there was barely any material in the front of her dress and she was leaning over to give me a clear shot of what was hidden, no bra. It was also so damn short that her ass probably showed when she walked. “Thanks.” I told her in response.
She sat back against the bench and spread her legs a bit to give me another free view, no underwear either. “Do you want to party?” she asked and her hands trailed slowly up my thigh towards my crotch. I sipped on my drink and my head fell back against the back of the bench. She took that as encouragement and ran her hand across crotch.
She climbed up to straddle me and grabbed my free hand. She placed it on her thigh and began running it up towards her uncovered pussy. I stopped my hand before she could make it all the way and tugged it out of her grasp. I polished off my drink and she leaned back to grab the bottle and refilled my glass. When she was done, she leaned forward so that her face was close to mine. She rubbed her breast against me and kissed my neck. “What do you say? I could go down on you right here, right now if that’s what you’re into.”
I grunted in response and she grinned. She crawled off of me and sank to the floor on her knees in between my legs. She tried to be seductive and slowly make her way towards my zipper and I sighed.
One, I wasn’t into this shit. I’m not looking to marry any of these chicks, there’s no reason for trying to seduce me. We all know what they want and I don’t have a problem shutting down anyone’s dreams. The second problem is I’m not into voyeurism. I’m not going to deny that I have done it a few times. Mostly pissy drunk and there’s some slut that probably knows she doesn’t have a chance with me so she wants to show her skills off to the other guys hoping one of them might get a boner for her. I’ve had a few girls crawl under a table or catch me in a corner and dropped to their knees. Hell, a few months ago I probably wouldn’t have minded this whole situation but I do now. The last and most important issue is that I don’t fucking feel a thing. I’ve been dealing with blue balls and insane boners on a daily basis for the past I don’t know how long and now I have a girl ready to handle it and my body is flat lining. I grabbed her hand to stop her and shook my head. She pouted and tried to give me a sexy look but it wasn’t working. I passed her off to Kevin and got comfortable. After a few hours I was drunk as hell and wanted to go home. I got an Uber and made my way to the house. When I went upstairs I went straight to Mel’s room and stripped down to my boxers. I climbed into bed and wrapped an arm around her. I kissed her on the back of her neck and then behind her ear. She moaned and arched into me.
“Mel…” I whispered.
She stirred and slowly turned to face me. “Nick?” she asked. I leaned down and kissed her and she drew back. “What are you doing?” she asked softly.
I shrugged. “Laying down with you Mel.” I felt my cock instantly harden and I groaned. “Now it works.” I muttered.
“What?” she asked confused and before I could respond she spoke again. “Are you drunk?” she asked.
“Yes.” I admitted.
“Did you just come from sleeping with someone?” she asked.
I scowled. “No.” I slurred.
“You smell like it.” she told me.
I sighed. “No, some tramp was on me but I passed her off to Kevin.”
“Goodness.” She muttered.
I nodded and leaned down and kissed her softly again. “Kiss me Mel.”
She laughed. “No, you’re drunk.”
I grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back, “I’m never too drunk to want this.” I told her softly, and then I applied pressure to the grip I had on her head to bring her lips down on mine. I stuck my tongue into her mouth forcefully and she moaned. She put her hands in my hair and deepened the kiss. I don’t know how long we kissed, I just know when she broke it and let out a deep breath. “Mel.” I whispered.
“Yes?” she responded breathlessly.
“Lay down and let me hold you.” I told her. She snuggled into the bed and pressed her body against me. When I got comfortable I immediately began falling asleep. Right before I nodded off I asked her, “Why don’t you like to be held anymore?” I don’t know what made me ask her now because I’ve been dying to know since I first found out about it.
A while passed and I had nodded off. “I do, I just only like it if it’s you.” I think I heard her whisper.
I woke up with a hangover and Mel had brought me up some medicine and some pretty nasty concoction to cure me. It took about an hour but I felt normal once again. Erica came over around noon and chewed us both out. I don’t know how she didn’t know about this. I think she’s the only one besides Mel’s parents that saw Shakira, but Mel admitted she tried to keep interactions to a minimal. Erica begged us to kidnap Shakira for the weekend so she can do some girly shit wi
th her and after a while we relented. I just hope that she doesn’t corrupt her, my god I will kill her if she brings my daughter back talking about manicures.
CHAPTER 5
Nick
Mel and I had the house to ourselves for the day and the house was eerily quiet and still. Ever since Mel came back into my life, everything changed. My house is more alive and there’s just more color and life everywhere. There are tons of Shakira’s school drawings hanging up all over the house. I have one on my wall that she drew when she first found out about me. It was the three of us with her in the middle holding both of our hands in front of my house. The only odd thing is there’s a dog in the picture. Mel told me how she’s been dying to have one.
I invited Mel to my room to hang out and watch movies. She came in with a huge bowl of popcorn and soda’s. We watched a few episodes of Breaking Bad before Mel begged me to put on Saw. I rolled my eyes at her and put the movie on. I truly don’t understand how she loves scary movies so much but is too afraid to watch any of the scary parts. I turned off the lights to spook her out and got comfortable in the bed. It wasn’t long before she had her face plastered to my shoulder. Halfway through the movie a part came on that made her literally jump so bad the bowl of popcorn flew off her lap and to the floor. I shook my head.
“Are you scared Mel?” I teased.
She slapped my arm. “That’s not funny Nick.” She pouted.
I laughed. “It is because you always do this shit and then deny it. I just don’t get it.”
“Just shut up and stop judging me ok.” She snapped and I chuckled.
“Alright Mel.” She leaned into me and rested her head in the crook of my neck.
We fell asleep at some point because the next thing I knew it was pitch black outside and I was half sitting up with Mel on me. I looked over at the clock and it read 1am. I scooped up Mel so that I could make myself comfortable and she stirred. “Nick?” she asked.
“Yea?”
“When did we fall asleep?” she asked voice thick with sleep.
“Not sure.” I told her with a shrug. She stretched and her body tipped over on me and I felt her everywhere. “Mel…” I groaned.
“Hmm?” she asked.
“You’re making me uncomfortable.” I admitted. I haven’t actually done much to hide my arousals around her but I didn’t make a show out of it either.
She sighed and rolled off of me. I settled further into the bed and grabbed her pulling her into my side. She put her hand on my chest and began rubbing my chest and stomach I think unconsciously. I was rock hard now and she wasn’t helping me any. I grabbed her hand and brought it up to my lips and kissed her knuckle. She moved her hand after a beat and began rubbing her thumb across my bottom lip. My chest rumbled in satisfaction and she paused her finger across both lips and I kissed it. Her hand lightly rubbed my cheek down onto my chin and then my neck. I felt her shift and the next thing I knew is I felt her breath blow across my face. I gripped her upper arm and she very slowly lowered her head and kissed me almost hesitantly. I ran my hand up her arm until I reached her shoulder and pulled her back down to me. This time when she kissed me it was hard and desperate. I met her eagerness and held her to me until we both needed to breathe. I rolled us over gently and covered her body with mine. I feathered kisses on her eyes, nose, cheeks and mouth. She sighed in contentment and my dick jumped. I dropped my head down onto her shoulder.
“Mel.”
“Nick…”
“I need you.” I admitted on a harsh whisper. I pulled my head back to meet her eyes. She pushed at my shoulders and I sat upright. She sat up but didn’t push me off completely. She held my eyes the entire time and she slowly took off my t-shirt that she was wearing and unsnapped her bra. She let it fall down slowly and then lay back down. I followed her and kissed her frantically. My hands trailed all over her stomach, back, and breast. I trailed kisses down her chest until I came up to her breast and I practically salivated. I began sucking and biting on her breasts eagerly until she was a shaking mess beneath me. I pulled her shorts down her legs and let my hands run up the inside of her thighs. I touched her through her underwear’s and her hips flew off the bed. I hooked two fingers around the crotch of her panties and tugged. They fell apart in my hands and I crept up her body. I didn’t waste any time and went straight to work on her. She fell apart within seconds and it wasn’t enough for me. I stuck two fingers inside of her and she moaned long and low. I curled my fingers to make sure I rubbed against her spot and she went off like a firework. She barely had time to catch her breath before I switched up and had her coming again, she began to beg and I let up on her. Once her breathing evened out I crawled up her body nipping and sucking wherever I could. I peeled off my shirt and kicked off my sweats and briefs in one swift movement.
I leaned down and kissed her lightly. She gripped my head and deepened the kiss. “Nick… please?” she begged in a whisper. I put my knee in between her legs and she parted them wide to make space for me. I rubbed the head of my cock against her opening and we moaned together. I pushed the head in barely and her legs locked around my back trying to pull me in deeper. I withdrew and she growled.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“Nick please… don’t tease me.” I bent down and bit her neck. I gripped both her wrists in one hand and held them down against the bed above her head. I started to enter her and froze.
“Mel, I don’t have a condom. I don’t bring girls here so I don’t keep any in the house.” I told her painfully. I couldn’t believe this shit, I could already feel her heat and my body was littering shaking with need.
“It’s ok I’m on birth control faithfully.” She told me.
I sighed. “Are you sure?” I asked and she nodded.
I pushed myself into her halfway and her body shook and gripped me. It’s like she was trying to suck the cum right out of me. I withdrew completely and rubbed myself against her. She moaned when a spirt of precum leaked out onto her. I bent my head down and kissed her. Once our tongues met I thrust into her all the way and she screamed into my mouth. She tried to move her hands but I held them captive. I put my other hand behind her and held the back of her neck. I pounded into her and it felt like coming home. She was making all types of noises and I had her never ending screams only spurred me on.
“Do you miss this?” I asked her and ran my tongue from her neck up to suck on her ear.
“Yes Nick, yes.” She groaned.
I ground my hips into hers. “Is there anyone else that can have you like this?” I asked in a whisper.
She shook her head. “No.” she breathed out. “Nick let me go, I need to touch you.”
I shook my head and pounded even harder into her. “No, why do you need to touch me?” I asked.
She met my eyes and whispered. “Because I love you.”
That broke me. I let her hands go and gripped onto her tight as I fucked her so hard I’m sure she would be sore in the morning. She was tearing up my back with her fingernails but I didn’t care. When I knew she was on the brink of an orgasm I kissed her and pinched her clit. When I released her mouth her eyes rolled back and she screamed loud. My spine tingled and it was instantaneous. My orgasm hit me out of nowhere and my rhythm became uneven as my body succumbed to the release. I felt like I just unloaded a truck, I must’ve emptied out a few gallons of pent up seed into her. My body was shaking and I felt weak as all hell. I fell to the side so I wouldn’t squash her and began trying to get my breathing under control.
“Nick?” Mel said breathlessly.
“Hmm?”
“What does this mean?” she asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know Mel; I don’t know what the hell has been going on between us. I’ve been going crazy in my head about you and I practically have a nonstop boner for you… and only you.” I admitted.
She cleared her throat. “Ok, so what are we going to do?” she asked.
I sighed and turned to my side to lo
ok at her. “We do that again in another five minutes.” I grabbed her hand so she could feel my arousal. “Right after I can breathe again.”
She shook her head. “So do you want to… I don’t know, try again?” she asked hesitantly.
There was one thing I always gave her and that was honesty. When it came to her, none of that regular shit mattered. “Yes I do.”
“Are you sure?” she questioned.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not stupid Mel. I know what we’ve been through and what the last few years have been like. I know what I want Mel, It’s your turn now.” I told her pulling her into a kiss. I pulled her on top of me and she didn’t waste any time lining us up and I was inside of her again. I don’t know how long we were up going at it but I know that I was tired as all hell when I got up for breakfast. Erica delivered Shakira around lunch time and she ran over to me at the breakfast bar.
She was giving me a funny look. “What’s wrong?” she asked.
I frowned. “What do you mean?”
She shrugged. “You look sleepy. Did you go to sleep?” she asked.
I coughed. “I had a hard time sleeping last night, I’m ok.” She studied me for a second before nodding. I blew out a long breath, I was nervous she was going to push it, she could be really damn curious. I have no idea how I would’ve handled that. I heard Mel snickering and I decided to ignore her. Erica only watched amused and knowing.
It was a week later and I was walking up the stairs carrying a tray with soup, crackers, water, and ginger ale. Kira had gotten the flu and an ear infection from one of her classmates and gave it to Mel, now I was stuck in the house taking care of two sick girls. When I called Coach to tell him I wouldn’t make practice probably for a few days he insisted it was fine. He actually went as far to say for me to stay home a couple of days after they get better to make sure that I didn’t catch it, he couldn’t afford for me to come in and pass it around to the whole team. I made my way to my room and looked at the two of them laid out in my bed. Of course as soon as they began feeling ill they made their way to my room. First it was Shakira and then Mel two days later and they’ve been in here ever since. It’s only been about four days and Shakira was starting to get better while Mel was just getting the worst of it.
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