Love of the Game - The Complete Collection (Box Set)
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Still inside her, Jake bent over and stroked his fingertips over her clit. He met her eyes in the mirror. “I’d love to take your virgin ass, Raine.” Just saying it, letting her imagine it, made her come again, her pussy milking at him.
“Let’s shower and eat. More time to play later.” He kissed her shoulders and back before lifting away and pulling out.
She turned in his arms and wrapped hers around his neck. “I love you, Jake.” She went up on tiptoes and brought his face to hers for a kiss.
“Raine, I love you more than I thought I’d be capable of. Thank you for choosing me.” His fingers went through her hair and she sighed.
“You were the only choice. Once you touched me, you ruined me for other men, Jake.”
“Marry me, Rainy.” The words he’d been holding back since their first week together were out before he realized he was going to say them. “I was trying so fucking hard to wait but I can’t take it anymore. We can pick the ring together. Say yes.”
“Yes…a million times yes. Now take me back to bed and make me your woman.”
“Your obsession with old Westerns is showing again, baby.”
“Is that a no?” She giggled as he scooped her up and proceeded to fuck her stupid. Again.
Epilogue
Six months later…
Jake charged through the front door looking for Raine. He’d been gone for two weeks and missed her like crazy. He talked to her ten times a day on the phone and she flew to Chicago for one of their games more than a week ago, but it hadn’t been enough.
There was never enough Raine.
Their schedules were insane but neither minded…it built up the tension beautifully.
Steve and the guys were major sports nuts and regularly flew in small groups to watch him play, taking him for dinner after. His teammates often wondered about the group of gorgeous men who greeted him like a brother.
Jake liked to keep them guessing.
He and all the guys had tickets for the Super Bowl. Raine told them to go have fun. She was going to New York City with his sisters and both their moms while they were gone.
The Rangers had a real shot at the World Series. His focus was even better these days; no time wasted looking for company or tension relief. No need to wonder what he was going to do when he wasn’t playing. No meals alone, no sleeping alone.
His beautiful wife took such good care of him and he loved to spoil her every chance he got.
They’d been married three weeks after he asked and the people who loved them pretended to be shocked that they were taking things to the next level.
Since then, he’d devoted himself to making her happy.
He joined her when he was home in coaching her various girls’ athletic teams, something he found filled a void he hadn’t realized he had. His buddy Angelica had been a star for weeks when he walked out on the field and greeted her by name. He threw his image into promoting community sports programs and getting them more funding.
They were leaving after the season for a group trip to Cancun. His mom and sisters, Raine’s mom, and all the guys were joining them for sun and fun.
Before he’d gotten on the plane this morning, Steve called to say Raine missed him so much, she couldn’t wait for him to get home. They’d taken her for a spa day yesterday and then shopping.
“Raine, you here, honey? Please tell me you didn’t forget to eat and passed the hell out again.” Jake moved through the house quickly until he got to their bedroom at the back of the house.
Pushing the door open, the sight that greeted him stopped him instantly…and made him rock hard.
“Hello, Jake.”
Raine was leaning against the four-poster bed with her thumb in her mouth. Her hair was in long pigtails and there was shiny lip-gloss on her mouth. The black bra under her white button-down midriff baring top was obvious and a tiny pleated mini skirt hugged her body.
After that, there was nothing but long legs in thigh-high stockings and heeled Mary Janes. She was holding a soft paddle in her other hand.
“I’ve been very, very bad, Jake.” She turned and lifted her mini skirt, showing her bare ass in a little black thong. “I’m positive I need a spanking. If I haven’t done enough to get one yet, I’m happy to do more naughty things to earn it.”
Tossing the paddle, he caught it easily. Placing her hands on her thighs, she stroked up under the skirt and rubbed against her mound before releasing the one snap that held it on her. The skirt fell to the floor and the sheer thong showed him a little surprise.
She issued a little sigh.
“I took it all off, Jake. It makes me really sensitive…down there,” she said innocently.
Raine’s fingers went to the snap buttons of her top, popping them open one by one before she dropped it from her shoulders.
Standing in her under things and heels, she spread her legs and slipped her hand in her panties. She knew this was one of his favorite things. Her middle finger slipped into her pussy and she stroked her clit with her thumb.
“I’ve missed you so much, Jake, I’ve been doing this all the time. I had to hide in my office bathroom yesterday after we talked…I leaned against the door and played with myself, thinking about your mouth on me. I came so hard I thought someone would hear me.”
She stroked faster. “The other day you called me when I was in the car, started talking dirty…how you couldn’t wait to fuck me from behind while you played with my clit. I had to pull over, ended up fingering myself when you had to go into the pre-game meeting. Right there in the car, parked in a shady office lot. I was so wet.”
Jake watched his wife climax, her hips rocking smoothly against her hand, saying his name.
“I’m wetter now, seeing you here, knowing your cock is so hard for me. It is, isn’t it? You want to fuck me so bad.”
Her husband approached her slowly, his smile hungry and aggressive.
“Give me your hand, Raine…the one wet from your pussy.” She held it out to him. He sucked her fluids away and groaned in pleasure. He focused on her face as he guided her hand to his cock. “Am I hard enough for you, Raine?”
“Yes, Jake. You’re perfectly hard for me.” She rubbed him through his slacks, up and down, squeezing his balls on the down stroke. “Can I suck your dick now?”
Her other hand unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. Both hands went to his waistband.
“You know how much I love to suck you, taking your cock to the back of my throat, making you come for me. I can taste you already and it makes my mouth water.” She pushed his slacks off his hips and took his dick in her fist. “There’s my favorite toy, my man’s beautiful cock.”
Raine bent at the waist and licked the pre-come from the head. Jake bent over her and paddled one cheek of her ass, making her moan.
Straightening, she walked to the writing desk and brought a straight-backed chair, setting it in front of him. She climbed up on her knees, her pretty ass in the air, pulled his hips forward, and took him in her mouth over the back.
His head dropped back on his shoulders.
“Always better than I remember, Jake.” She fisted the base and sucked him hard and steady. He looked down to watch her, watching his length disappear in her pretty mouth. Reaching out, he paddled her other cheek with the paddle.
Releasing him, she whispered conspiratorially, “I try to be good but I have such dirty thoughts about you, Jake. No matter what, I always take my punishment like a very good girl.”
“Raine, play with yourself while you suck me. Finger your clit for me.”
She raked her nails over the skin of her thighs, up to the leg of her panties, sliding under the fabric and fingering her folds.
“That’s it, stroke it for me. You are so wet, I want to lick you down, stick my tongue in your pussy, and fuck you with it. Get my finger all wet then slide it in your ass while I eat you.”
He wrapped her pigtails around his hands. “You’re moving faster no
w, you’re so turned on, thinking about me eating you, fucking that pussy with my tongue, your ass with my fingers. Come for me, Raine.”
She moaned around his cock and he felt the pressure build in his balls.
“I’m about to shoot my come in your pretty mouth, Raine…so good…take it all.” He thrust carefully, pumping with short strokes until he was empty.
Then he pulled her head back by her hair before moving behind her. Stroking his palms over her lightly pink ass, he paddled her twice more before dropping it on the floor.
Pulling the thong string taut, he moved it over her swollen clit. When he pulled it to the side and pushed two fingers into her pussy abruptly, she gasped and pushed back into his hand.
Thrusting into her several times, he said quietly, “You’re dripping, Raine. You really missed me.”
The statement didn’t require a response so she didn’t give one.
He lifted her off the chair and set her on her feet. Jake wrapped two fingers in her thong and tore it away from her body. When he unsnapped the front closure of her bra, she let it fall to the floor.
“Get on the bed, leave the heels on. Spread your legs wide for me, Raine.”
He watched as she obeyed instantly while he removed the rest of his clothes and shoes. She had her fingers on her nipples, tweaking the hard tips.
Jake climbed up the bed between her legs and sat back on his heels, stroking his fingers over her bare pussy. “I like this…I like your red curls that get all slick with your come, too, but this is so sexy. Let’s see how sensitive your pretty pussy is now. I’m going to do exactly what I said I would…you’re going to like that very much. You’ll come for me at least twice before I’ll give you my cock.”
Without moving his body, he reached out and put two fingers in her pussy, stroking hard and fast while she humped his hand.
“After we fuck hard, I’m going to get that cock you bought that’s about my size, and slide it in your slick pussy while I take your ass. You can play with your clit while you’re filled in both places…I think you’ll come so hard when I do that to you.”
She was shaking with need.
“That’s when you’re going to get a real spanking for being so perfectly naughty. Nothing makes me happier than watching you come, Raine. Makes me want to do it again and again. The harder you come, the harder I come. It’s time to make you beg. I want you begging to be fucked. I won’t stop until you do.”
He worked her over with his mouth and fingers for almost an hour, even though she’d started begging him to fuck her after ten minutes. At the end, he was spanking her mound before each lap with his tongue and she came so hard her fluids poured from her body.
When he rose over her, his face was slick and she licked it off his skin which was something she’d found made him crazy with lust. He entered her hard and fast, making her stretch fast to him, then went up on his knees with her hips angled up on his thighs.
He fucked her so hard he had to hold her waist to keep her in place. He talked nasty to her the entire time, something he knew she especially loved.
They’d learned a lot about one another’s kinks in the time they’d been together.
Raine enjoyed being tied up and fucked until she couldn’t move.
Jake was more of an ass man than he’d ever realized, a fact their gay friends told him could be a subliminal longing. The teasing always ended in hysterical laughter.
She loved teasing him by wearing thongs and short sundresses at home, tempting him to whip up her hem and fuck her while they were fully dressed. She liked him to spank her and fuck her hard and dirty.
He liked her to sit on his face so he could eat her without missing a drop, making her grind over his mouth when she was coming.
They were perfectly matched in every way and he was in agony when they were apart. Just about every time he came home from more than a few days apart, she had some sort of surprise for him.
Much later, when they were both wrung out, they showered and snuggled up together in bed to talk and catch up.
“I’m so glad you got hit by a train and ended up in my clinic, Jake.”
“I missed you so much, Raine. My cock was getting sore from jacking off when we’d talk on the phone. I hate sleeping alone. Had to stack up the pillows to pretend you were next to me.”
He squeezed her tight. “Anthony said you weren’t feeling well last week, then I couldn’t get you earlier and I was so fucking worried. Ready to get the first flight back. Thankfully, Mom called to say you were peachy, just had a little bug.” He kissed the top of her damp hair. “You okay now, princess?”
She went up on one elbow and leaned over his chest. “I’m pregnant, Jake.”
He went still. “Am I allowed to be excited?” he whispered carefully. “I know you weren’t ready. Wanted to wait…”
“I’m so excited, I was going to call you, to tell you. It was Lacey who wrestled the phone from me. Told me I had to tell you in person. I’ve been dying, Jake, dying for four days. I won’t show for a couple more months and we won’t know the sex for a while, but I…”
He had her on her back, kissing the breath out of her as he entered her slowly.
“Raine, you’re pregnant. With our baby. We’re going to have a baby together and be parents. Oh my god, thank you.” He started thrusting lazily as her legs wrapped around his waist.
“Let me love you, Raine, I need to love you.”
“Yes, Jake. Always, yes.”
The Three Pointer
Shayne McClendon
Chapter One
There was only so much Harley Jamison should be expected to put up with before a man managed to damage her love for him in a way she couldn’t forgive.
Beckham Pierce crossed the line. To be fair, she’d known for a long time that her boyfriend wasn’t faithful to her. She turned her heart from the truth and got exactly what she deserved.
They started dating a few weeks before she finished tenth grade. She was sixteen; Beckham Pierce was eighteen and a senior about to head off to college.
Beck, Dexter Rutledge, and Harley’s brother Hartman had been best friends since the three of them were toddlers. When Harley and Beck started dating, it strained the lifelong friendship between the three boys.
Hart warned her, told her she didn’t know what she was getting herself into with Beck. She hadn’t listened to him because she was in love.
What an idiot.
After only four dates, she let Beck take her virginity. She always knew either Beck or Dex would be her first. She’d loved both of them forever and they were the only men she would have trusted.
Ultimately, she bet on the wrong horse.
By the time she had her high school diploma, several people had approached her nervously about Beckham.
He was attending the University of Florida, the closest big college to their hometown in Central Florida. It was where Hart and Dexter went, too. They’d been recruited for basketball after winning one championship after another in high school. They were a triple threat. Hart was the point guard, Beck the shooting guard, Dex an amazing center.
The last time they came home to visit was spring break a couple of months before.
Beck breezed in and swept her off her feet like he always did. He told her not to listen to the gossips, she was his only girl, and would always be his only girl. Harley fell for it the same way she did every single time.
He acted strangely during their trip but she rolled with it. She always dealt calmly with whatever Beck dished out. She figured that was what you did when you loved someone.
You accepted them.
Her own plans were well thought out. She would work remotely for her parents until her college classes started in the fall. She was leaving in a few days and her parents were going to follow her to North Carolina and make sure she was settled.
Bailey Verreos was her best friend in the world and came over bright and early on her last weekend to help her finish packing. Ha
rley rushed through sorting her stuff since she wanted to straighten up for her parents before they got home.
She didn’t pay much attention when Bailey answered her cell and walked downstairs to speak privately. Her mind was on a hundred other things.
When her friend returned, her face was furious. Only three people on the planet could make her scrunch up her face in such a way. Harley’s heart sank because she knew which one was about to be in trouble and she wondered, not for the first time, if she’d be able to bounce back from it.
“I just talked to Diana.” The news was bad if Bailey’s older sister was calling to tattle. She was pre-med and didn’t have time for a life. For her to notice, shit had to be real. “This can’t go on, Harley. You have to dump him. He’s an asshole of the first order.”
She sat down hard on her bed and put her face in her hands. For a few minutes, she let sadness hit her first. Then she got up and furiously cleaned. Later, her mom would wonder at the professional-level job performed on the downstairs living areas of her house.
Everyone knew Harley waited for Beckham. She didn’t date other people or even consider it. Caring for someone, loving them, meant she was honest and true.
After an hour of cleaning, thinking, and talking to herself aloud, Harley got in her little VW Bug and drove almost one hundred miles to confront her boyfriend. She didn’t need directions because she’d gone to visit the guys dozens of times in the last two years.
On those visits, they always knew she was coming.
Bailey refused to let her go alone but when she turned into the dorm parking lot, Harley told her to wait in the car. She slipped smoothly into a guest spot.
Through the windshield, she saw Dexter sitting on the front steps of their building reading.
Harley took a deep breath, got out, and approached the young man she’d known all her life. Her heart thumped hard in her chest at the sight of him.
“Dexter, how you doing?”
The good-looking man glanced up at the familiar voice saying his name. His eyes met hers with surprise…and more than a little panic.